"What did he say?" Michael asked again.
"I already told you." Liz exhaled as if annoyed. "It was mutual. He didn't leave me Michael. We BOTH decided that it was for the best."
"Bullshit, Liz. One moment you two are engaged and the next he's off doing his own thing. I don't buy it. It's that Serena girl isn't it? Isn't it?"
"Michael! If Liz says it was mutual then it was mutual! Don't go accusing Max of anything!" Isabel snapped.
"Why are you so set on defending him?! He's not here! Liz is heartbroken and the wedding is off!" Kyle argued.
"Guys?" Liz tried to calm them all down.
"Kyle, sweetie, don't get mad at Isabel. She's defending her brother." Ava looked at Liz rather sadly and apologetic.
"I'm not defending him because he's my brother!" Isabel snapped.
"Isabel get your head out of your damn ass and admit that Maxwell is the one who screwed her over." Michael said loudly pointing at Liz.
"Guys?" Liz tried again. Her heart was aching from the pain Max had left. But she wouldn't let the group go against Max either. It wasn't completely his fault for the way things turned out the way they did.
"Shut up Michael! You don't know what happened?!" Isabel barked.
"Well I sure do. Lizzie got hurt by Max! Again!" Kyle yelled over Isabel.
"GUYS!" Liz had had it.
Michael, Kyle, Ava and Isabel turned to her quickly and looked at her almost as if they'd forgotten she was there.
"Look, if you all want answers then you first need to shut up and listen. It was a mutual decision. Ok. This wasn't out of the blue. I felt something was out of place just as he did. We are NOT getting married because we decided that wasn't the right decision. I've loved Max for almost 8 years now and that won't change. I know he loves me but love just isn't enough sometimes." Liz's voice cracked so she took a deep breath before starting again. "I don't want to talk about this anymore. I'm not up to it. If you have any more questions I suggest you ask Max when he gets back from his trip. Now if you'll excuse me, I want to go lay down." She pushed through her friends and went to her room managing to keep her tears in until she reached her door.
Earlier when Max had approached her, Liz had thought it was because she thought he wanted to talk about their problems and how they were going to try and solve them. When he told her he wanted to call off the wedding, she'd been so stunned, she hadn't said a thing.
"Liz, I love you, but you and I both know that the love we feel has changed. Somehow it changed to a friend kind of love. I know you feel the same way as I do. We can't get married. Not when we have feelings for other people." Max's words echoed back in her head.
She bit her lip trying with all her might not to scream from the pain. She grabbed her head not wanting to throw anything. She had wanted to scream back at him, "YOU! You have feelings for other people! I love you!" But she hadn't, she'd simply stayed quiet; had not fought for Max's love.
She'd always known that Serena and Max were getting close. A year ago when they'd met her, she and Max hit it off. Liz had thought it was sisterly and brotherly kind of friendship. As time had passed by, she had gotten closer to Michael. It as great because she could spend hours with him and Maria and neither got annoyed by her as Max had. After Maria had died not a month ago, Liz had gone off into her own little place. She hadn't been there for Max. So, there wasn't anything she couldn't have said or done because she had been the one to push him into another's arms.
Liz got into bed and cried herself to sleep.
Michael was anxious. He couldn't wait another minute. He got up from the couch and headed toward the hall.
"Where are you going?" Ava called after him quickly.
"I'm going to go check on Liz. What does it look like I'm doing?"
"Michael, I don't think you should go in there just yet." Ava looked like she might get up to stop him.
"I don't care what you think." Michael stared her in the eyes.
"Michael, I think Ava's right." Kyle spoke.
"Well of course you're going to agree with her. She's your wife!"
"Michael, don't go in there." Isabel warned.
"Still think this was mutual Isabel?! Liz is heartbroken and you're precious Maxwell is nowhere around! Oh my God and will you look at that!" Michael looked around.
Isabel looked down. She knew where this was going.
"Oh yea Serena isn't here either! Where could she have gone?!" Michael was done arguing with Isabel. "You're brother broke Liz's heart and ran off with that tramp! Liz is in there and she needs someone. I'm going in there and nobody is stopping me!" Michael stormed down the hall to her room. When he reached it, he took a couple of deep breaths to calm himself down. He couldn't let Liz see him in that state. It wasn't something she should have to deal with at the moment.
"Lizzie can I come in?" He knocked on her door.
"Michael?" Came her voice faintly.
Michael smiled at the sound of her voice. He opened he door, walked in the room and was surprised at what he saw.
Liz was sweaty and dirty. The bun that was on her head was loose and most of her hair was on her face. But the room was what surprised him. Everything she owned seemed to be in neat piles and there were some packed boxes marked with what was in them.
Michael didn't know what to think. "Liz, what's going on?"
She looked down at first and then seemed to find some strength. "He, um, Max wanted me to stay in the room. He said he'd find somewhere else to sleep. He text me this morning saying he'd be back tomorrow. I don't want this room. I'm going to let him keep it."
"Liz, where are you going?" Michael asked more firmly. He was dreading the answer.
"Don't worry Michael. I was going to leave. For a while I did think I would. But you're my family now. You all are. And I'm not going to be run out—I'm not going to run away because I'm not with Max anymore. So, I'm moving in to the back house. It's away from the actual house and I won't see much of him; which is how I want it for now." She tightened her mouth as if trying to smile.
Michael stared at her for a while, not saying a word. He didn't know if he should be happy she wasn't leaving or mad because she was leaving the room. Finally, he said, "Come on Liz. I'll help you take this stuff out to the back house."
Liz smiled. Tears shined in her eyes. "Thanks Michael. I can always count on you." She stepped forward and gave him a hug. "I love you."
Michael's insides tightened. "I love you too, Liz."
Michael lay in bed, not knowing what to do or say about what he was feeling. The past year he and Liz had gotten close. When he and Maria would go out, he was the one who asked Liz to come with them. The last couple of months that Maria was alive, she'd fight with him about it. She'd never told Liz that she didn't want her to go but she made it pretty clear to him. His relationship with Maria was dead before she had even died. She had died in a car crash the day before they were to tell their friends they were getting a divorce. Their entire relationship had been rocky and they always got through it but that last fight was different. They both agreed it was over. Michael hadn't told Maria, hadn't told anyone his feelings for Liz but Maria had figured it out.
"I don't hate you Michael." Maria had said. "We don't choose who we love."
"What are you talking about?" Michael had acted as if he had no idea what she meant.
Maria had merely shaken her head and said, "I love you, Michael but I can't sit here and watch you get hurt. They're engaged, Michael. They'll get over their problems." Maria had hugged him and he had pulled away.
"I don't know what you're talking about." Michael had walked away.
"I love you, Michael. I don't want you to get hurt." That was the last time he spoke to Maria. The next morning she had gone out early to buy groceries and she hadn't come back.
Michael hated himself for how things had happened. He hadn't told her he loved her, because he did love her back. He had just fallen out of love with her. And now, here he was with his feelings 10 times the size of when Maria had died not a month ago. And what was he to do now? Should he do anything about his feelings towards Liz? Why not? She wasn't with Max anymore. But would she feel the same way about him? Would she laugh in his face? Feel sorry for him?
He pulled a pillow over his head a screamed. He was so irritated with the whole situation. He still couldn't believe he loved Liz. LIZ!! Of all people, it had to be the one he disliked all the way through high school. His best friend's soul mate? His dead wife's best friend?
"Fall asleep, Michael!" He half scolded himself. "Stop thinking about her and go to sleep!"
CRASH! A lamp close to the door broke. "Dammit!" He punched his bed.
He hadn't accidentally blown anything up in years. He'd mastered his powers long ago. The loss of his control was in his mind Liz's entire fault.
"Damn her for getting me like this!" He punched the bed again. But even as he said it, he knew tomorrow he'd be back on his hands and knees begging and pleading her to love her in his mind. He'd be her best friend if it that's what it took to be next to her.
He hated what he had become. When did he have to be satisfied on just having the chance to be around a girl? When did he ever have to settle for anything? But he had to if he wanted to be with Liz…or around her anyway.
"Michael?" Liz's voice was above a whisper. She started knocking on his door quietly.
Michael jumped out of bed and almost ran to his door. He opened his door and found Liz fully dressed. He was confused. What time is it? Liz was smiling like she wanted something she wasn't easily going to get. He turned and was surprised to see it was 2:30 in the morning.
"You awake?" Liz asked.
"Yea, I'm awake. I'm just not sure why you're standing in my doorway and waking me up at 2:30 in the morning. What's up Parker?"
She smiled that smile again. "Let's go see the stars."
Michael groaned. "You're going to be the death of me Parker." Michael said pushing through the door.
"Um, Michael…" Liz had amusement in her voice.
"Now what?" He turned to her.
"You might want to put a shirt on and maybe some shoes too." Liz looked at him from head to toe. "Not that you look bad with what you're wearing now but it's kind of chilly out there."
Michael looked down and was surprised that he was only wearing boxers. He'd totally forgotten he'd just gotten out of bed.
"Thanks for letting me know Parker. I've been standing here for a good 5 minutes and you never mentioned it."
Liz shrugged and smiled as she told him, "Just wanted to see if you would figure it out." She laughed and pushed him. "Come on Guerin get a move on. We've got stars to see."
Liz walked down the hall and Michael took the chance to check out her backside, before running inside to step into some shoes and throwing a shirt on.
Liz shook the awkwardness she had just felt when she'd seen Michael wearing only boxers. She pressed her cold hands against her hot cheeks and shrugged it off. Michael was her friend, her brother.
"He's Maria's husband." She had to remind herself out loud but a whisper came in the back of her mind that said, "No he's not. He's her widow."
Liz opened the door that led to the garage just as Michael asked, "You're car or mine?"
Liz looked at the cars. Michael's car that he once owned with Maria was parked next to hers.
She looked at her ford escape…a hybrid of course and smiled. Michael had bought the car for her a couple of months back and had fixed it up for her. The car had been in a wreck so Michael had bought it for almost nothing. He and Max were supposed to fix it together but surprise surprise Max hadn't helped. The car reminded her of Michael.
"Mine." She headed for the car and hopped in behind the driver's seat. Michael took the passenger seat and turned the radio on.
She grabbed the keys from the glove compartment and started the car.
"I've told you countless times not to leave the keys in here. The car can be stolen." Michael told Liz sternly while pressing the button to open the garage door.
Liz chuckled. "Michael, who is dumb enough to steal from us? Nobody can get through our security. We can tell when a person is getting on our sidewalk. Our powers were put on the cars and land to protect us."
"We shouldn't get too comfortable, Liz."
"You worry too much. Besides if someone did take off with my car, I could just use my powers to turn it off from where I was standing." She pushed the button to close the garage after she was on the street.
"Yea, ok." Michael rolled his eyes.
"Can you please not give me a hard time? I invited you cause I have fun with you. Don't you make me regret this." She narrowed her eyes on Michael and as soon as she saw his smile, she smiled herself and chuckled.
She drove them to their favorite place. It was just outside the city on a back road where the stars shinned bright.
Michael pulled the tail gate down and she laid the blankets and pillows down. They laid down and looked up at the stars.
"Do you remember when you came home with my Dynasty? I loved her. I couldn't believe it when you showed up with her. I was jealous cause I thought she was yours."
Michael laughed. "I knew you wanted an Escape and even then I knew how much you were going through. I wanted to see you smile." He said sincerely. "Can I ask you a question?
"Why a Ford Escape?"
Liz shrugged. "I don't know. Well, for one I wanted a hybrid. I liked the look of the Escape and when I went online to look for cars, I stumbled onto this car and I saw the interior." Michael noticed Liz's eyes shine with unshed tears, she swallowed. "When I saw the interior, it looked like a family car to me. I could see myself in the front seat with the kids in the back and a dog in the rear, where we are now. When I saw the car, I saw my future." She turned to look at him in the eye. "The day you gave me the keys and I climbed into the driver's seat; I saw that future in a flash. I saw a little boy about 5 and a little girl about 3. I didn't see them right, it was too quick. I felt happy and I knew I was pregnant." She took a breath and then continued, "That's why I named her Dynasty. I knew I had children in the near future and that I was going to be happy." Liz shook her head. "I hadn't told anyone that, I feared that it wouldn't come true."
Michael closed his eyes and tightened his lips. He didn't want to say anything he'd regret or scare Liz off.
"Funny, I hadn't said anything and it's still not going to come true."
"You don't know that, Liz. Mr. Right can still be out there. The father to those kids might not have been Max. Life takes you down different roads, some you thought they'd never lead."
Liz smiled. "I'd like to believe that Michael."
"Watch the stars." He told her as he himself looked up. He had to find a way to prove to Liz that she didn't need Max, that she could fall in love and hopefully that would be him. Somehow, someway, he'd find a way for her to love him. But a voice in his head said, "You wish Guerin, you wish."
"I'm glad you came with me. You're the only one I can watch the stars with, Michael." Liz laid her head on Michael's shoulder.
"You'll get your future Liz; you'll get your future."
"I love you Michael."
Michael looked down at Liz and found her falling asleep on his shoulder. "I love you too, Liz."
"Michael, we can't do this." Liz grabbed onto Michael's arms half laughing. "Everyone's going to be home in a matter of minutes."
"Come on, Liz. You know the very thought of being caught makes you horny." Michael kissed her passionately.
Liz couldn't resist, especially when he was running his hands over her boobs like he was doing now. She groaned in pleasure.
"I want you, Liz." Michael groaned as he started to unzip her pants.
Liz couldn't deny she wanted him too. "Oh, God Michael, I can't wait for you to be inside me." She in return unzipped his pants and pulled them down.
While Michael finished with her pants, Liz took her shirt and bra off. She then, pulled his shirt off.
"God, Liz. Sometimes, I forget how beautiful you are." Michael said right before he kissed her again. As he rubbed her nipples, Liz ran her hand down to meet Michael's straining penis.
"Oh, God Michael, hurry. I want you inside."
Michael picked her up off the floor and set her against the wall, as he entered her.
"Oh my God, so good." Liz groaned and wrapped her legs around Liz.
Michael groaned as well and hurried his pace which Liz gladly met.
"Oh my God. Oh my God. Yes, Michael."
"So, good Liz. You feel so good"
"Faster, Michael. Oh, god. YES!" Liz bit her lip at the pace they were going. Michael was hitting the right spot. She was going to cum. She'd never thought she'd ever cum this soon. "Oh, my God. Michael I'm gonna cum."
"Oh, fuck, Liz. Oh my God. Liz." Michael quickened his pace even more and Liz knew he was close to coming.
"Michael!" Liz dug her nails into Michael.
"Guys! We're home!" Isabel's voice came from down the hall.
"Shit!" Michael whispered in her ear.
"Oh, keep going." She pleaded. "Michael, don't stop. I'm so close."
Michael held her tight and went even faster, hitting Liz's g-spot repeatedly. With one final thrust, they both came.
"Guys! Where are you?" Ava called out.
"Oh, my God." They both groaned out together and smiled at each other.
They separated fast and changed just as quickly.
"I was exercising in the back the whole time. Ok" Michael ran over to the window and Liz stopped him.
"Yeah, and how am I going to explain being in your room?" Liz asked.
Michael looked around, he'd forgotten they were in his room, too often they were in hers. "I'll jump out the window. Distract them until I get to the back house." She kissed him and hopped out the window. "I love you." She said to him before kissing him again.
"I love you too." Michael told her.
As she ran toward her little house, she heard Michael calling for her. "Liz. Liz."
"Liz. Liz, wake up." Michael's voice came and then Liz realized she was being shaken. "Liz, come on wake up. We fell asleep."
"Michael?" Liz was confused.
"Liz, get up sweetie, we fell asleep. It's our luck that nobody came by and stole anything or killed us." Michael was sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
Liz looked around and remembered coming to see the stars with Michael. She groaned as she remembered her dream too.
"Liz, you ok?" Michael asked as he folded his blanket and put his pillow on top.
Liz got up and did the same while ignoring his question.
"Liz." Michael held Liz's arm, "are you ok?"
"Huh? Oh yeah. Still a little asleep I guess."
"You don't look o'right."
Oh my God! What the heck was that?! I've never had such a vivid sex dream. Especially not with Michael! What the hell is going on in my head. I don't see Michael that way. Why would I dream about him like that? Wait, what if it wasn't a dream? Oh, my God, what if it was a premonition, a flash?
"Wait a minute." Liz stopped her thinking. "Michael, were dreaming something?"
Michael frowned. Liz was acting strange. "Liz, are you ok? You seem a little weird."
"Yes, I'm fine. Were you dreaming?" Liz asked again.
If he was dreaming then maybe I pulled in this dream somehow. UGH! That still wouldn't make sense. Michael wouldn't be dreaming about me like that! But what if he is? What if he feels more for me than I feel for him?
"I had a dream about Courtney." Michael made his way to the front of the car.
Liz frowned. That's great he had a dream about Courtney. Wait a minute, who's Courtney? Liz closed the tail gate and as she came up the car the realization hit her. "Courtney the skin, Courtney?!" The million emotions that ran through her blood confused and angered her.
Michael looked at her and climbed onto the passenger's seat without another word.
Liz climbed in behind the steering wheel and asked again, "Skin Courtney?"
"Yes." Michael answered.
Liz waited for more of an answer to come but it never came.
"What was Courtney doing in your dream?" She started the car and got on the road.
"Liz, I don't want to talk about it. I want to get home take these clothes off and hop into a hot shower. My back hurts like hell from that back part of your car."
"Answer me, Michael." She tried not to sound angry.
"I don't know what to tell you, Liz. It was just her. She was trying to tell me something. Then, she disappeared and Maria came in all hot and bothered. Before I could tell her anything, she was gone too."
Liz didn't know what to say so she kept driving. What the hell's the matter with me? Am I jealous? Am I jealous of Courtney? Of Maria? Am I mad that he didn't dream about me? Did I really dream or was it a flash? I was touching him while I slept; maybe my flash became a dream. A very vivid and very good dream.
Liz tried to push the thoughts away as she drove.