posted on 7-Jan-2003 6:07:49 PM by Shama
Title: When Our Time Comes (Thank you Morning Dreamgirl for coming up with it)
Author: Shama
Disclaimer: I own nothing, but my soul, which was taken by the aliens, who stole my life.
Rating: PG-13
Category: M/L, please have I ever written anything else?
Summary: Response to Saymi007's challenge found here viewthread?forum=AMB_AP641015105&id=24173

~*~ Prologue ~*~

They were in love before they understood the word

Torn apart not knowing why

They vowed to remember and were never able to forget

They searched, even with no place to find

Two souls

Eternally bonded

Separated by time

Tested by fate

Two Lives

Different values

The same goal

Two Worlds

Different statures

Two People

Misunderstood

Destined for each other

Their hearts met, yet their eyes did not recognise

Their minds refused to accept the possibility

Misunderstandings led to heartbreaks

Explanations led to confusion

Fate laughed while they cried

Two Souls

with

Two Lives

in

Two Worlds

are

Two People

with

One Destiny

Can their childhood love survive the test of life?

Only time will tell...

TBC





[ edited 10time(s), last at 14-Feb-2003 5:57:14 PM ]
posted on 8-Jan-2003 2:18:52 PM by Shama
Selfish Bump*wink*
posted on 19-Jan-2003 5:23:12 PM by Shama
Thank you skyiris, frenchkiss70, qt4167013, katrina, Lana Lane
roswellluver, and Dia for your feedback, it means a lot to me.*happy*


~*~ Part 1 ~*~

She ran through the fields, glancing back while laughing mockingly at him. Her pink flowered dress flowed with the wind. The sun was bright and partially blinded her from his view. He ran towards the laughter and followed her scent of strawberries and vanilla that drove him completely insane. “Aren’t you gonna come get me Evans?” She teased, her voice full of giggles. He ran faster, his legs beginning to pain. He didn’t know how she could do it. Just run for hours without getting even a little tired. He panted, but kept running faster. It was getting hard to breath. Finally he gave up and came to a halt. He bent over with his hands on his knees and his head hanging. He looked up when a shadow blocked the sun. She was staring down at him with a slight smile on her face, looking radiant. “Give it back.” He demanded. She began to pout “But I want it.” He didn’t respond. She sighed and pulled out a beautiful pocket watch. It was silver and engraved with vines surrounding a heart that was pierced with a sword. She looked at it for a second, and then pushed the tiny button on the top, releasing its hold, causing it to open. A musical tune filtered out making her smile. She could never get tired of hearing that sound. She hesitantly handed it to him, who closed it and tucked it safely into his pocket. “I’m sorry.” He whispered regretfully. “But its all I have lest of my mom.” He knew how fond she was of it. She put her arms around him. “Its okay, I don’t need it, I have you.” He smiled and hugged her.

“Max, where have you been?” Isabel demanded when she saw her twin brother walking through the hall. He sighed and turned back to her room. “I was with Liz.” She wrinkled up her nose in disgust. “The little orphan girl?” Max’s fists clenched. He hated when people called her that, ‘The little orphan girl’. Just because she didn’t have any parents or money didn’t mean they were better than her. “Yes I was with her.” He really didn’t want to have to deal with her right now. “Why?” He rolled his eyes in annoyance. “Because I wanted to be.” He started off to his room, when he heard her voice again. “By the way, Dad wants to talk to you.” He closed his eyes for a moment, and then continued walking.


He stared at the office door and knocked, once…twice. After a muffled ‘come in’ he opened it. His amber eyed reached his father’s blue ones with shyness. He cleared his throat. “You wanted to see me?” He asked wondering what this was about. He was only 12, but he knew that his father was a busy man and would only waste his time if it were important. “Sit down, Max.” he ushered him to the seat opposite his. :”You’ve been out all day, where were you?” Max held his breath. He knew that his father disapproved of him seeing Liz, but he couldn’t help it, he loved her, he always had. She meant everything to him. “I… was just playing in the fields.” Phillip looked at him. “Was that orphan with you?” He didn’t understand why his son was so infatuated with her. She was completely below them. He had spent years making something of himself and now he was a successful businessman. He owned a mansion in the city and a beautiful cottage in Hill Station, where he usually stayed. Diane had loved it here. He had lost her four years ago to cancer and this house was his only reminder of her. “Please don’t call her that dad.” Phillip was shocked to see the anger and hurt in his eyes. “Why do you insist on seeing her?” Max swallowed; he was getting extremely nervous with his father staring at him. “She’s my best friend.” He answered, trying to give him as little information as possible. “Can I go now?” Max stood up and began walking to the door. “Oh and Tess is coming to visit tomorrow, why don’t you spend the day with her, introduce her to your little friend. Max inwardly groaned, but agreed anyway. If he didn’t Tess would just follow him anyway.

“Oh Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?” Liz sang as she twirled on the grass. Her arms stuck out and her tiny scarf, around her neck danced around her body. “Who’s Romeo?” a voice interrupted her, causing her to stop. She looked over to see Max standing by a tree. She smiled wickedly. “Why Evans, you jealous?” He shrugged and sat down. “Maybe.” She walked over and sat down by him, placing her hand in his. “Don’t worry, he’s just a character from a Shakespeare play.” “What’s a Shakespeare?” She gave an exasperated sigh. “Don’t you ever pay attention in class?” He grinned evilly and whispered in her ear. “I can’t help it, you’re too distracting.” She turned bright pink. He laughed and kissed her cheek. “Maaaax!” A voice brought them both back to reality. Max looked up, then shot a helpless look to Liz. Tess walked over and sat down next to Max. “Hi.” She said cheerfully, but also giving a cold stare to Liz. Her frosty blue eyes frightened her. “Who are you?” She asked icily, why scooting closer to Max. “She’s Liz, my girlfriend.” Tess glared at her and Liz tightened her grip on Max’s hand. “I like your scarf.” She commented, while glancing at the pink, see through fabric with white swirl designs. Her voice sounded warm, but Liz knew she was getting at something “May I see it?” She said while reaching forward. Liz instinctively moved back. “My grandmother gave it to me, she told me not to take it off outside.” She turned to Max with a bright smile. “She said she wants to adopt me, isn’t that great?” Max broke out into a smile and hugged her. “I so happy for you, you’re not leaving me though are you?” He asked, his voice full of concern. “No of course not, you can’t get rid of me that easily Evans.” Tess looked at then and huffed and walked away. When she was out of sight, Liz turned to Max. “I don’t like her, she scares me. The way she looked at me was like she was threatening me or something.” She looked up at his face. “Promise me you’ll never leave me?” She said softly. He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “I promise. You have nothing to worry about.” Little did he know that his promise couldn’t be kept.

“Daddy, can me and Tess go to the mall?” Isabel asked her father, while walking into his office. “Tess and I.” He corrected her. She nodded. “Yes, can Tess and I go to the mall?” Her blue eyes pleaded with her fathers. “I thought Tess was with Max?” Phillip asked his12 year old daughter. They had left together a while ago saying that they were going to play outside. “I don’t know what happened. Tess came in crying that Liz had stolen her scarf and called her names. Can we go though?” Phillip’s blood boiled. That bastard had insulted his guest. Ed Harding had been Phillip’s friend in college and they had always hoped their children would be together. “Yes you can go.” He pulled a credit card out of his wallet and handed it to her. Isabel kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you daddy.” She left. Phillip sat down and began to write a letter.

Dear Mrs. Rosedale

I have reconsidered your offer on our cottage. I realise this is short notice, but I would greatly appreciate you coming over tomorrow so that we may arrange an agreement on the price.

Phillip Evans





Selling the cottage was the last thing he wanted to do, especially since it was his only memory of Diane, but he couldn’t allow his children to be corrupted by some homeless girl. He needed to get her away from Max and this was the only way.

They laid on the short grass on the hill. The sun was partially hidden behind some clouds so that the temperature was warm and not too hot. He played with her hair, while she picked dandelions from the ground. There were a few trees in the area, but only one was actually big enough to give shade. On one of the branches there were two swings tied to ropes on the tree. The orphanage where Liz lived made them. “So Grandma Claudia is really going to adopt you?” Liz nodded happily. “She’s meeting with the orphanage today to arrange everything. She’s going to move here so I won’t have to move.” “Good!” Max jumped up pulling her with him. “I love you.” He said smiling shyly. She gasped, and then smiled. “I love you too.” He looked surprised. “Really?” She laughed and gave him a playful shove. “Of course silly, what did you think, I’d run away screaming? I’ve loved you ever since we first met.” Max looked around and smirked, “Come on,” He pulled her over to the swings and sat her down. He walked behind her and pushed the swing. Liz smiled and laughed.

“So Iz, what’s the deal with that Liz girl?” Tess asked as they walked through the crowded mall. She shrugged. “Her parents died when she was really little, she lives in the orphanage on the other side of the hill, and Max is completely in love with her for some reason.” Tess’ face turned red with anger and Isabel could practically see steam coming out of her ears. Then it all disappeared and Tess was smiling. “Oh well, I’m sure its just a little crush.” Isabel shook her head. “I don’t think so, he’s like crazy about her.” Tess was her best friend, but she was kind of shallow. Max spent all of his time with Liz. He was pretty popular in school, but she was the only person he talked to. She didn’t understand why, but for some reason she envied the girl. She knew she had everything she ever wanted, while Liz was sleeping on a floor, but she still wished she had a guy who cared about who she and not her last name. She didn’t even think Max knew Liz’s last name. Liz probably didn’t even know her last name. “Its just an infatuation.” Tess argued. “Plus she probably paid him to go out with her so that she could be popular in school.” Isabel looked at Tess with disbelief. “She doesn’t have any money Tess, how would she pay him?” “Who said I was talking about paying him with money?” Isabel gasped.

Max was sitting on the swing next to Liz. They were holding hands and staring at the ground. “Liz?” Max asked softly. His gaze still focussed below him. “Ya.” She replied. “Can I do something?” He asked while glancing up at her nervously. “What?” She asked confused. “Can I kiss you?” He said it so softly she almost didn’t hear him. Eagerly she nodded and sat up straight. Max slowly leaned in and her eyes fluttered shut as his soft lips touched hers. Pulling back they both blushed. “It’s getting late.” Max said while looking at the falling sun. ”Maybe we should go home?” She nodded. “Will I see you tomorrow?” “Of course.” Max kissed her cheek, then got up and began to walk home. “Hey Evans.” She called. He turned around. “Ya?” She smiled. “Remember, you’re mine. You live for me and me alone. I love you” He beamed. “I love you too.”

The next day when Max woke up he felt on top of the world. Liz loved him. That was the greatest feeling ever. “Max, Isabel, can you please come down here.” Phillip yelled from downstairs. Max sighed and slowly made his was down. His feet dragged his boy and his eyes were practically closed. He then felt something run past him. He opened his eyes to see Isabel and Tess running down the stairs. He groaned. Tess had spent the night. Now she would probably want to spend the day with him. “What’s wrong daddy?” Isabel asked when Max walked through the living room door. “I have some new so sit down.” They all took a seat. Tess of course sat next to Max. “We’re selling the cottage and moving back to the city.” Max sat dumbstruck, not quite understanding. “So we’re never coming back?” Isabel asked. Phillip nodded. “NO!” Max yelled, coming out of his daydream. “I refuse to go, I wont go, you can’t make me!” Phillip snapped. “You have no choice, you WILL come with us, you WILL NOT argue, and you WILL forget that bastard!” Max stared at him, with tears in his eyes. “I hate you!” he said and ran out.

Liz had Max’s head in her lap and she brushed his hair back with her hand. He had came to her, crying that they were selling the cottage and going back to their original home in the city. “So I’m never going to see you again?” She asked softly. Max shot up and shook his head. “No, well see each other somehow, I promise.” Liz looked down to hide her tears. “You also promised that you wouldn’t leave me.” Max took her and held her. She tried to push him away, but gave up and collapsed in his arms.

“Max, come one its time to go!” Isabel yelled. They had spent the rest of the week packing so he didn’t have any time to see Liz. He had to say goodbye though. “Dad, Max isn’t in his room, I can’t find him.” Philip thought for a second, then realised. Where he was. “Isabel get in the car. Its time to go.” “But what about Max?” She asked. Where had he gone? “GET IN THE CAR!” She ran to the car as fast as she could and shut the door behind her.

“Liz.” Max called when he saw her sitting on the swing. She looked up and ran to him. “I thought you left already?” He shook his head and cupped her face with his hand. “I couldn’t leave without saying goodbye… and um… give you this.” He pulled out his pocket watch. Liz gasped. “But Max, it means so much to you.” “So do you and I want you to have it.” He handed it to her. “I have nothing to give you.” She said with a sad voice. “Wait.” She mumbled and took her scarf that was tied in her hair out. She put it around his neck. “Don’t forget me, please, just don’t forget.” She pleaded. He shook his head. “I wont, I’ll come back. I’ll find you, I swear.” She nodded. “MAX!” They looked over to see a very unhappy Phillip Evans. He walked over and grabbed Max’s hand and began to drag him away. “I’ll come back!” Max yelled. “I love you!” Liz started crying and ran after him. “Wait! I love you too! Don’t forget me! Don’t leave me! I love you!” She ran after the car as it drove away. She slowed and eventually stopped. Her arms wrapped around her shivering body and tears streamed down her face. “You’re mine. You live for me and me alone.” The same words she said the day Max told her he loved her. Only she wouldn’t see him tomorrow, or the next day, or the next day... or any other day, for a very, very long time.

TBC


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posted on 27-Jan-2003 12:16:13 PM by Shama
AN

Lots of thanks toAlienDreamer101, katrina, NATEVANS, roswellluver, Gaby7tvm, Eccentric One, Lana Lane, frenchkiss70, PSW2001, and Morning Dreamgirl for your feedback and bumps. I'm done my exams so you can expect an update sometime soon.

Love you all*happy*
Shama