-1Misery loved company. Heart ache, head ache, stomach ache. Maxie was one big, miserable ache. The worst of it was knowing it was her own doing. No. That wasn't entirely true. The worst of it was knowing it had all been for nothing. There had been no feeling of triumph after landing Logan in the sack. There had been no feeling of power knowing she had ammunition to hurt Lulu. Worse, there was nothing left of her and Coop.

She swallows down the taste of bile that had filled her mouth. It was better this way. Dark and twisty soldier memories aside, Coop was a decent good. He deserved someone who was capable of being in a mature relationship.

"Are you going to just sit there looking like someone kicked your puppy or are you going to tell me what you did?" The chair across from her scrapes across the wooden floor of Kelly's. She doesn't have to look up to know it is Georgie. Nobody else cared enough.

"Why do you do that?" Maxie snaps. Her large china doll blue eyes flash. She was sick to death of being known for fucking up. Granted, that was all she was, one giant fuck up, but still; just once she would love for people to not just jump to that conclusion.

Georgie frowned, her dark eyes confused. "Do what?" Her head shakes slightly, mocha colored curls bouncing around her open, friendly face. The smart sister. The good sister. The sister everyone loved. Some day's it was all she could do not to hate the girl across from her.

"You know what!" Maxie accuses. The tinkle of the bells that hung over the door stops her from saying more. She can't help her neck turning to see who had entered. Of course. Her majesty. Lulu fucking Spenser. What everyone saw in the girl was lost on her. Okay, yeah, so she had the pretty blonde girl next door thing going for her. Other than that, what was there? A home wrecking slut who killed babies. "Sorry. I'm just sick of everyone always assuming I've done something."

"That's because usually you have," Georgie pointed out.

Maxie struggles to keep down the banana nut muffin she had eaten on her way out the door. She could feel the little nuts that had been sprinkled across the top scraping against her throat. Closing her eyes, she bows her head. The tips of her fingers rub her throbbing temples in slow, clockwise motion. "Please, Georgie, can you just…for once…ask me how I am?"

"I'm always asking how you are! That's all I do," Georgie defended. The wounded look was enough to make Maxie scream. One of them was adopted, that was all there was to it.

"No. What you do is ask me how I screwed up this time. Well, it just so happens that you're right this time. I did screw up. I screwed up huge. I hurt not only myself but someone I happen to care about. A lot. And the sad part is, I can't even remember why I did what I did. Why it was so important to make Lulu hate Logan. And now, Coop hates me. Not that I blame him. I slept with his best friend. Wonderful girlfriend, aren't I?" Shoving her seat back, Maxie yanks her purse up from the chair next to her. She doesn't notice or are that people are staring. They could all go to hell. Right now, she just needed to be alone in her misery.