Alone Together

Just Two Fucks In Lust

Hey guys, so I really really enjoyed writing this one. It came so naturally and I really enjoyed the interactions between Liz and other characters besides Jules. Sorry it took so long my busy schedule kept preventing me from editing and all that. Please keep in mind that there will be a song that goes along with the story at one point and you will see "press play" please do so, the story line going with song creates a pretty cool vibe in my opinion and makes it a little more intense. Also please leave some feedback as to what you guys think of the story so far so I can know if I'm heading in the right direction with it, thank you!

Julian didn't stay in bed all night, not that I expected him to. Being a bartender he worked nights, and by almost 10 he had quietly gotten out of bed and left. I wasn't asleep as he had thought though, I'm a light sleeper, even the quietest of stirrings could awaken me. With some effort I did eventually fall back into a light and undisturbed slumber hours after he had left.

"Lizzy, wake up," I hear a voice say as a distant whisper, not being able to distinguish if this was part of my dream or not I keep my eyes shut.

"Wake uuuup," I hear again, this time louder and followed by the full weight of somebody on top of my legs.

"What the fuck?" I mutter rubbing my eyes.

"Get up, we're going out."

It's Sam. I'm so happy to see him but I'm still exhausted and getting up any time soon wasn't in my list of things to do, "What time is it?" I yawn.

"Noon. Now get up," he responds urgently, obviously trying to rush me out of bed and out of the house.

"Can I shower at least? Geez."

He rolls his eyes, "Fine, make it quick," he practically lifts me up off the bed and pushes me out the room in one swift move.

"What's gotten in to you? You're beyond sassy today," I accuse him.

"Honey, I'm always this sassy. Now hurry up!"

In the bathroom I remove my clothes and turn on the shower. As I'm getting ready to step in I catch a glimpse of myself in the bathroom mirror. Looking at my naked body I notice that I've lost some weight since I first arrived in New York; and although no longer in severe pain, my left side is bruised up pretty badly. The variations of green and purple scattered all down my ribs and hip simulating a galaxy of it's own.

Seeing myself like this takes me back to very dark times in my life. Drug addiction, abusive relationship, self destruction. I cover my eyes as if shielding myself would erase the memory in its entirety. It wasn't always bad though. There were several of occasions when I harmed myself. Not because I was depressed but because I enjoyed the pain. I embraced it, it let me know that I was alive.

I suppose we can say I've always been very destructive and rebellious. Those would be the words people would use to describe me, but I saw myself as a free spirit, always floating over the waves, never swimming against them. But it was exactly that which would cause me to be a misunderstood soul in a world of clones.

I look at myself once more and shrug. There's not much that can be done about my past but I sure as hell wasn't going to let it ruin the present or my future.

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"Christ woman does it always take you this long to shower?" Sam exclaims shoving clothes into my hands.

I had expected him to pick out an outfit for me but I hadn't expected for it to be so formal. Formal for my standards that is. I didn't actually own anything close to fancy but with a couple of accessories I could make an outfit pass for it.