February 15
Who: Alex and Maria Where: Maria's dorm room When: February 15, afternoon What: Alex confronts Maria standing him up on NYE
Maria rubbed her eyes tiredly still trying to wake up. At least there was barely a hangover this time. Still her eyeliner and mascara was smudged all over her face, evidence that she had spent the previous night crying. And drinking. An empty bottle of jack was overturned on her bed. Lucky for her, London had been out all night and wasn't around to notice. She was falling apart and the last thing she needed was anyone to know about it. The crumbled up letter from her mother announcing her parents' divorce lay on the floor.
Still wearing her t-shirt and underwear she paused in front of the mirror, rubbing at the black inky smudges beneath her eyes, getting at least most of it off. It wasn't as if she got along with her parents, quite the opposite. She'd been on the end of a beating many times by her father, although not even Alex or Ryan knew that. But it still messed her up to know it was over. Now they couldn't even pretend they were a normal family. And what if she was sent to live with her dad until she was officially an adult? God it was a nightmare to even consider.
And then there was the nagging thought in the back of her mind that the same thing would happen to her. She'd go crazy just like her dad. Hell, she already was crazy. At the knock on her door, she completely ignored the fact that she was barely dressed. Or that she should have hidden the alcohol . Swinging the door open with a scowl, her eyes widened in shock to see Alex staring back at her. That...was unexpected.
Unsure of what to say, she stepped aside to allow him access to the room.