[b]Maria - Apartment - Eva/Tony[/b] Things started to happen so quickly. It all seemed far away, like it was happening to someone else. Voices were distant and her vision was foggy. She laughed, actually laughed when her supplier accused her of sleeping with Eva. "Don't be a fucking retard," she snapped and tried to stand up. "I already paid for the stuff I got earlier. I don't want any more. So get out." Things took a dangerous turn, to a place she never wanted to go. She saw Eva get nearly attacked by the raving lunatic, demanding triple the amount. "Tonto loco! Qué demonios?! Tócala otra vez y voy a patear el culo pastosa!" she snarled, throwing an empty bottle at the guy but missing completely. She grabbed her head as it spun and the next thing she knew the guy was gone and Eva was beating the shit out of her. Maria let her do it. She was winding down from her high and didn't have the energy to fight back. Thankfully Tony stopped the woman from beating her, but the relief soon turned cold. The princesca went to her knight, crying and blaming Maria for everything. If she had just let her handle it from the beginning... Maria grew angry as she tried to sit up, the medicine hitting her shoulder and causing her to fall back again. "¿Qué demonios estás haciendo aquí entonces?!" she said before switching to English so they would understand. "What the hell are you here for then?! If you want to keep your princesca away from dirty people like me then you shouldn't have come! Let him come and kill me! I don't give a fuck and it sure as hell is apparent you don't either anymore! All you care about is her!" she said, pointing an accusing finger at Eva. "Ever since you met her no one is good enough for you anymore! Go away then! Run away and screw your princesca and forget all about the filthy latina! Go!" Her screams followed then down the hall as they left. Lurching to her feet, Maria started throwing things once again, breaking whatever there was left to break, which wasn't much. Stupid Tony! Stupid, stupid princesca bitch! The rage led to tears which led to intense sorrow. Maria crumpled into a ball and cried, sobbing loudly. She had lost him. No... he had been stolen from her. And she was powerless to stop it. She had lost. The princesa had used her tears and had won. Why had she ever thought he could see anything in her? She was the dirty street urchin besides a golden angel. Fix it? He wanted her to fix it? It made her want to laugh. What was there to fix? She had already paid the lunatic dealer. He was just crazy and trying to get more money from her. Fix it. Right. Fine. Then that is what she would do. - It took her over two hours to get everything together. What little she had left that wasn't destroyed fit into a duffel bag. Then came the phone calls. First call was the hardest. To the Florence. No one answered so she left a message. "Harry? Isabel? It's Maria. Listen, I know I've been a bitch the last few days but good news, you don't have to worry about it anymore. Long story short is I fucked up. Big time. As in 'no apology can fix it' fucked up. So I am going to save you and Tony the trouble of kicking me out. I'm leaving. You won't have to see or hear from me ever again." She paused for a moment, her voice breaking a bit. "Damn it," she said, her voice cracking as she tried to keep it together. "For what it's worth," she managed to get out. "I'm sorry." She hung up after that. Tony and the Angels were the only ties she had to this place. Now both were severed forever. And it was her fucking fault. She had managed to ruin things yet again. No one in their right mind would ever want her around. Maybe she should just find people who were just as fucked up as she was. Maybe then she would finally find a place to truly belong. The next step was to pull all the money she had from the bank and close the account. Then she shut down her cellphone service and tossed the phone to the pavement. When you were disappearing you didn't need a way for people to contact you. If anyone wanted to that is. Next came shredding her IDs except for her driver's license and that was only until she could get a new one. Finally she set about tracking down the lunatic dealer. Didn't take long to find one of his friends and with the mood Maria was in it didn't take very much bodily harm before he agreed to take her to the boss. - He led her to an old warehouse that looked like it was dealing in recycling paper, but it was obviously a front. She found the boss upstairs in the office. "And what can I do for you chica?" he asked, his eyes running over her with interest. Maria slammed her hands down onto his desk. "Look, I'm coming down off of a high and am not in the mood for any shit. If you can't keep a tighter rein on your dealers then you need to not have them at all." "What are you talking about?" he asked, obviously irritated at her attitude. "I'm talking about your boy Marvin coming to my place and trashing it, plus harming a bystander," Maria informed him. "He claimed to be looking for money for you. I bought my hit from him but I paid for it in full up front. I didn't ask the idiota to come back to my place with more, but he showed up. When I said I didn't want any more he shot up my place and attacked a nurse who was there trying to help me down off of my high." "Marvin?" the boss asked, his brows furrowing together. "Why the hell would he do all of that if you didn't owe him money?" "I'll tell you why, because he was high himself at the time," Maria told him. "I'm guessing your boy is using the product and then forcing people to pay more in order to cover his ass. He threatened to kill me if I didn't have triple what I paid him by tomorrow." The boss's face turned an interesting shade of red. "And why should I believe you? You could just be a bitch who is trying to get out of paying your tab." Maria shrugged. "Check his sales out if you don't believe me. Check on his customers, see how many hospital visits they've had the past few months. Have one of you lackeys follow him. I just don't appreciate all of the attention I got from my neighbors. If I hadn't cleared out of there the cops would have been on me and it wouldn't be long before they caught Marvin and then found their way back to you. And you better pray it's the cops and not The Fallen Angels that find Marvin first." His face got almost purple as he realised she was right. "Get the hell out," he snarled, reaching for his phone. "Keep your mouth shut and consider our business closed." "Pleasure," Maria snapped before leaving. As she left the place the weight of her anger disappaited, leaving only a hollow feeling in her core. She had nothing now. She had been in this position before, losing everything, but this time hurt so much worse then the last. Harry and Isabel would never forgive her. Neither would Tony. Tony... he would be happy she had disappeared. Him and his princesca could live their fairytale in peace now, no street urchin to mar the beauty. The question was... where to go now? - In the end, Maria decided to just start walking. She had to pass through town to get the the highway. From there she could hitchhike to wherever. Her stomach had other plans. The smell of food and the sign of DJ's Diner made her stomach growl loudly. DJ's... she had spent a lot of time in there with various members of the Angels... a lot of time with Tony... They had the best burgers in town. Old fashioned ones that were big and greasy and came with a large pickle on the side. Maria went inside and sat in a booth. She'd have one for old times sake, a memory to carry with her down the road. She ordered a large cheeseburger and fries with a large pickle on the side. The waitress noticed the marks on her face from Eva's beating but didn't say anything. Maria almost ordered a beer but changed her mind, going with a coke instead. While she waited for her food she sat and stared at the table, replaying the last hours in her mind and for the first time in a long time she found herself praying. She prayed to a God she wasn't even sure she believed in anymore to please make this all a bad dream.