We Are Family
Why should he care? I don't understand. They care. Why? Dad... he *is* my father. Not Ed Harding. Not Nasedo. Jim Valenti, Sheriff of Roswell. And Kyle Valenti. Brother? Friend? Maybe... boyfriend? My favorite human. His favorite martian. Never liked any humans. I like Kyle. Are we really that different? Marriage? Kids? Family? Future? Can we? Max? What about Max? He doesn't care. I don't care that he doesn't care. He loves Liz. Liz has been with both of them. Do they love her? Both love Liz? Don't love me? Why? And who am I? Not a sister, no. Not a normal girl. Not a cheerleader. I don't play sports. I don't sing. What do I do? What am I? Full-time alien? I love kids. Can I be a mom? With Kyle? Not Max. No, never Max. I know now. I want Kyle. Kyle Kyle Kyle. Does he want me? To marry me? To love me? Probably not. May be his favorite alien. Still an alien. Am I really green and slimy on the inside? Why did Nasedo leave me? He didn't love me. But he took care of me. Now Jim takes care of me. Jim, and Kyle. Liz- why be nice to me? Ava, I mean. They were friends. Maria
said so. Nothing wrong with my personality. Its just me. People just don't like me. Why? I don't know. I try to be nice. Quiet. Normal. It never works. Kyle likes me. Kyle is my friend. At least. Maria? Hated me. Now? Friend? I don't know. Isabel? Is she my friend? Is she just lonely? Michael. Michael is my brother. Not in blood. In spirit. My big, rash brother. Rath. Rath and Ava. Were they friends? Were they close? I need to know. There are no answers, anywhere. I hate that. Why do I have to be Ava? No. I'm not Ava. Not Queen. My name is Tess. Tess Valenti. Either way, Mrs. Kyle Valenti or Ms. Tess Valenti, I am a Valenti. Always. We are family.
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