Maxine was glad to hear he'd be there, she felt safer even if she wasn't safer. She hid both numbers very well before she went to lay down on the sofa in the posh room. She knew she had away out but her window of opportunity was fading fast she had three days at best to get the guts to leave "the champ" Arron to hopefully her sanctuary in a man she'd only truly met one time. She fell asleep for what seemed like seconds before Arron woke her by roughly shaking her. It seemed his anger was only fuled because the "punk" couldn't even show his face at the party the prior night. To which Maxine had logical reasoning this seemed to set him of more. Before Maxine had time to brace herself she was in the floor with a busted lip.<br/><br/>By the time it came time for the big interview Maxine had covered up the bruising on her face with makeup, the once on her wrist from him grabbing her were covered in big bangle bracelets. the only one she had missed was the one that showed from under her dress sleeve. She was wearing a red satin dress with heels to match at the interview staying back stage till she was brought on stage. While Arron talked about his career, she stood there rolling her lip between her teeth lightly. muttering every now and then about how if the public really knew him.