C6 Maria!

Maria:

I held my cheeks as I turned the other way, Did this woman just slap me? I could feel my face sore and I needed no one to tell me that she left a mark on my face.

I raised my face up only to see Diana laughing uncontrollably on the couch. “Oh my God Mom! I didn't know you still had it in you.” She praised her mother.

“Oh my dear I do. And if she doesn't compose herself, I am going to slap her even more.” Lucia added.

I chuckled. “You wouldn't dare!” I retorted.

As she tried to raise her hands to slap me for a second time, I held her hands and flung them away. Startled, Diana stood up and faced me. “Why don't you pick someone your own size MARIA!”

“Stop my darling Princess, there's no need to fight or banter words with this unfortunate girl. She's ruined already, no need to ruin her worthlessness.” Lucia said and turned to me. “Maria or whatever they call your name, for this disrespect, not a single cent will be coming out from The Falcone family bank to pay any bills for your useless mother. Go out there like your mates and work. Use your certificate for something good!”

She continued. “Let this be the last time you Maria Elizabeth Luna de’Silva Falcone step your filthy good-for-nothing left legs into this estate. If you do I will make sure I arrest you for what you can never imagine.” She warned.

“Leave! Leave! We have no money, no money for your mother! Leave before we call the security on you!” Diana pressed and vigorously pushed me out of the house.

“No money… no money for your mother!” It rang in my head as I hopelessly walked out of my father’s mansion making my way to the road. I didn’t even know where I was heading but I was sure I needed a drink. Hot tears had already filled my eyes making my vision quite blurry, but I didn’t care.

It was already dark but there were still people moving on the road, thankfully no one noticed me. I was tired of all the paparazzi and people always looking at me when they recognized me as Daniel’s wife.

Funny enough I was famous but broke. How can a person be famous and still be broke? I got to a bar and sluggishly made my way to get a drink. “Hey, Hey.” I called out to the bartender who was cleaning a glass of cup.

I got his attention and walked up to me with a sheepishly smile. “What can I offer you?” He asked.

“Hmmm, two shots of anything you have that’s cheap.” I replied.

“Okay coming right up, miss.” In a few minutes he placed it on the table and I didn’t waste a second before I started gulping it. “More!” I requested and brought out my phone to call my best friend Frank.

The phone rang for a few seconds and he eventually picked up. “Hey Mrs!” He teasingly yelled.

“Hey Frankie, Oh cut off with the crap, my life is over!” I cried.

“Huh what WHAT! What happened?!” He asked worriedly, I could hear the concern in his voice.

I sighed. “The money, they said they didn't have the money anymore. My mom is going to die, Frankie, she won't make it. I need a miracle. ” I replied, almost in tears.

“Hush! Maria don't say that, they can't do that to you. After all, you've been through and all you've done for them. No way, you can't just marry that demon for no reason then, they put you at risk of your own life. No way I'm gonna take that! Tell me where you are, where are you, Maria?” He asked with a tinge of anger in his voice

“Am at the bar, the bar across the city, the one close to my dad’s estate.” I busted out in tears.

“Maria! Don't tell me you got yourself wasted! You know what, don't say anything, okay don’t move a muscle. I will be there in no time.” He yelled and hung up the phone.

I took a few shots and as I continued sobbing, the bartender walked up to me. “Hey Miss, are you okay?” He asked nicely.

I can't count how many times I have been asked this all my life but right now all I could do was nod my head. A couple of people who were sitting beside me had already noticed my frustration and as I didn't want to be pitied, I immediately took out my card to pay for my drink.

“Payment,” I said, extending my card to the bartender.

“Never mind Miss, The drinks are on the house.” He offered. Right then I knew I was being pitied. “No no, you don't have to. I can pay for my own drink.” I declined politely.

“No no, please, I insist. You need it more than I do.” he urged.

That was it! I need to leave this place as soon as possible before I become an internet charity skit. I squeezed out some few dollars I had in my pocket, dropped it on the counter, and tried to stand up.

It was then I knew that I was completely wasted and more drunk than I had ever been. I hopelessly staggered and some guy tried to hold me but I swiftly withdrew myself from his grip. “No don't touch me, I can handle myself and I am a married woman. I could get my man to sue your ass for touching his wife when he hasn't even touched me since we got married!” I yelled pointing my pinky finger at him.

“Don't touch me. Don't touch… touch… touch .” I stammered as I completely lost my balance and fell onto the floor. I got back up and found my way to the door.

Holding my bags firmly on my chest as I made my way to the buzzing road. Sounds of car horns coming from different directions, flashlights attacking my blurry vision, and sounds of people cursing. “Crazy lady! Get off the road. Get the hell out of here. Do you want to get killed?!” They yelled.

I realized I had just walked onto the road with a lot of moving vehicles at high speed. I tried to get a hold of myself and turn away but just as I was about to make a move, a man came out from his vehicle and walked up to me. “Lady! Are you crazy?! Did you leave the psychiatric home or something?” He asked angrily.

Just as I wanted to speak words from my mouth, I released puke on the man’s face. That wasn't supposed to happen but I felt a bit relieved. I tried to apologize but I felt a big slap on my face.

“Ahhh.” I cried.

“You crazy woman!” The man spat.

Suddenly I sighted a figure charging toward us. The first thing I saw was a punch in the man's face. The man rolled over on the floor and the person continued hitting the man with no intention to stop.

Few people had stopped to see the drama and suddenly there was horning from different sides of the road. Apparently, it had caused a bit of traffic. As usual, everyone brought out their phones to film the scene.

A black car stopped in front of me and I tried to identify who it was under that light but it was to no avail because my headache was so bad from all the noise and commotion. I could sense my vision slowly blacking out.

I tripped over as I held my head and just as I was about to fall, I heard two familiar voices call out to me. “Maria!” I tried to open my eyes but my vision was already fading. I felt two pairs of arms engulfing me. “Maria! Maria stay with me, Maria!”

I slightly opened my eyes and I could see two handsome faces staring at me. “Dan… Daniel Frankie….” I whispered and blacked out completely.