(Sorry bout that)<br/><br/>Maxine sat there on the balcony with her back to the wall that was a railing of sorts, phone in hand thinking she had hung it up. Tears fell down her face, she was tired of keeping up the façade of happy life she was miserable, yet leaving seemed impossible. She had so many dreams a good career and family settling down. She had only had the one serious relationship with Arron her father and brother had been so protective of her. Now she was wondering about Joseph was he her answer or just another trap. Had to be better than the champ, but she wasn't that girl was she? the gentle throb in her face reminded her that he was the one that changed so much. It was Saturday of corse if he wasn't still at the party he was out with some one. She jolted hearing her phone talking, scrambling to put it to her face.<br/><br/>"Joseph? It's Maxine, I hope I didn't wake you up I just couldn't sleep I'm really sorry this was a mistake. I shouldn't have called." her voice shook as she spoke it was a hushed whisper. Pushing her hand through her cinnamon locks.<i>What are you doing max this man has better to do than listen to you blunder.</i>