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Chapter 13 of Always Will Be (Roswell)
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Chapter 3 - Saviour Liz POV You know how they say everyone has a double? I think I met my ex’s last night. When I started driving at the start of the week, I had no idea where I was headed. I just wanted out of there. I was halfway across the country before I stopped to think about where I was going. It didn’t take all that long to settle on here in New York. My whole life, my best friend has been Maria DeLuca. We went to preschool together, held hands when we were scared about going to Kindergarten, and shared everything from skinned knees to broken hearts as we grew up. A few years ago, she headed out here to try and break into the music business. I never had a doubt that she would make it. She’s been singing since I met her, it’s her heart and soul, and it shows. She’s on tour at the moment, travelling around the country with her manager-come-long term boyfriend Michael. But the tour ends in a few days, and I know she’s headed back here. She’s hounded me for years to come out and visit her here, but we never came. Max could never, well at least he claimed he could never get the time off. And I would never have come out alone, not then. But this is now. I’m an independent woman, but I need a friend. I got to town yesterday, and checked into this fleabag motel. It’s not that clean, the manager is a sleaze, and I can here every word of the heated conversation the couple next door are having, but it’s all I can afford. My savings are running out fast, and I’d rather stay here than starve. After a few hours, I just had to get out of here or go crazy. So I went out for a walk and ended up at this club a few blocks away, Square I think it was called. I guess I was looking to drown my sorrows, but the way things ended up, I nearly let them drown me. Most of the night I sat at the bar, drinking and chatting with the rather harried bar staff. One of the girls, Courtney rings a bell, told me that they’re looking for staff. Seems they’ve had a rush in popularity and need a few extra hands. It’s not exactly what I’m looking for, but I have a little experience in the service industry, and I really need the money. I still have an ATM card on Max’s checking account, but I’ll starve on the streets before I use it. I don’t want to be indebted any more than I already am to the jerk. So there I was at the bar, I don’t know how much I’d had to drink by that point, when a tall blonde guy comes over and asks me to dance. I let him take my hand and lead me to the middle of the dance floor. The music was good, and it felt freeing to dance away my cares. Time passed, I couldn’t say how long, and several more drinks were periodically pressed into my hands. I was more than a little tipsy when I felt myself being dragged towards an alley exit. At first I went along willingly, longing to feel the cool night air on my heated skin, and take a breathe of fresh air. It wasn’t until I found myself pressed against a wall with some jerk’s hands all over me as he tried to stick his tongue down my throat that I realised something was wrong. Panicked, even through my drunken stupor, I started to struggle. But he was a lot bigger than me, and the harder I struggled, the tighter he held me. He actually seemed to enjoy my discomfort, and I knew I couldn’t fight him off myself. Then, out of nowhere, my knight in dark armour stepped in. He pulled the guy off me, and after a few well placed punches, the slime ball took off. It wasn’t until that moment that I got a good look at my rescuer. With a haircut and a shave the guy could practically be Max. Same height, same build, and same heart-stopping brown eyes. He introduced himself as Zan, and offered to walk me home. I figured he’d just proved his character when he stepped in to save me from a vicious attack. How could I refuse?
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