Disclaimer: I don't own anything having to do with Roswell, expect a
couple of the books. I paid for those. Nor do I own anything having to do
with Jon B although I really, really wish I owned him.
Authors Note: This is my first time writing a fanfic. (I hope you can't tell too much) I decided to use the lyrics of the song Pride and Joy by Jon B. A special thanks to my Beta-Reader Tanya G. Thanks for everything you have done for me.
I hope everyone enjoys the story and would give me some feedback.
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The Crashdown after closing
"Liz, are you sure that this party was your dad's idea?" Maria asked cocking her eyebrow.
"I swear I had nothing to do with this. My dad is on this new kick, he wants to "participate" in my life. He was the one who suggested closing the diner tomorrow. And you know the diner hasn't been closed in, I don't know how many years, at least as long as I can remember".
"I'd rather be here helping you decorate than being at home anyway."
Liz looked over at her friend and noted the sadness in her tone. "You're still fighting with your mom?"
"Yep, and it's getting worse. It's like we can't go an entire day without screaming at each other."
"Well maybe you guys are just going through, I don't know, a thing." Liz offered supportively.
"A thing would be a fight about not putting gas in the car, or forgetting to relay a message. My mom and I are having all out battles about everything. Maria looked away as if the actual memories where too much for her to recall.
Liz walked over to her friend and wrapped her arms around her. "Maria, I know that this will pass. Your mom could just be realizing that her little girl is not so little anymore. That's always hard for a mother. You remember what I went through with my mom."
"Yeah, your probably right. Look what I did. I brought down the whole mood of this decorating shindig that we have going on here. Let's get back to work before you're dad fires us"
"Yeah, like that would ever happen," Liz are said with a smile.
After a full two hours of decorating the alien themed restaurant looked like a haunted pirates' ship.
"The population at West Roswell High better appreciate all the work that was put into this." Liz said with a sigh.
"I'm sure that they'll appreciate the free food more," Maria said with a laugh. "I'm going to head home, I'm sure that my mom should be sleeping by now."
"Okay Maria. Thanks for all your help, and you know that you could call me if, you know."
"I know Chica, see ya later."
Maria drove home in silence trying to prepare herself for whatever might happen. She had not been lying when she said her mother would probably be asleep. Amy DeLuca was constantly on the rode for business purposes and had just returned from one of those trips. Maria pulled the Jetta into the driveway and walk into the house.
"Where were you?" a voice from behind Maria asked.
"Hi to you too Mom. How was your day? Well my day was fine, I was really busy at school and I had some really demanding customers at work. Someone should really teach those tourist some manner, I swear."
"Maria I'm serious! Do you know what time it is!"
"Yeah I know what time it is. It's a little after midnight. I was helping Liz decorate for the party at the Crashdown tomorrow."
"Oh okay, so you were decorating, huh? Why weren't you, say, camping again, or maybe doing a project for a club that I know doesn't exist at your school!"
"Mom where is this coming from? I just told you I was with Liz. We were dec-"
"I know, decorating. Look next time you have my car please call and tell me that you're going to be late! Just go to you room!"
"Mom I-"
"No Maria, go to you room."
You're always there for me
Whenever I fall
Whenever I'm in need
You always know when to call
When I've come to my ends
I know I can depend on your loving me
Your touching me
Constant faith and trust in me
Maria went to her room and flopped down on her bed. Looking up at the ceiling she felt tears in her eyes, but she quickly blinked them way.
"Well that wasn't as bad as the last ones," a voice said.
Startled Maria looked over to the chair that sat next to her window, the chair that Michael was sitting in. "You really need to cut this habit of yours, Spaceboy." Maria said looking back up at the ceiling
"What habit would that be?"
"The breaking and entering habit."
Michael was quiet for a moment before he decided to speak. "You want me to leave then?"
Maria sat up to look at Michael, to look him directly in the eyes. "You know that I don't want you to leave. I just don't know how much longer I can take this. Me and my mom where never like this, never. I miss just talking to her. I miss, her."
Michael walked over to Maria's bed and sat down. He took her chin in his hand and gently kissed her lips. "You talk about her like she's dead."
"Sometimes it feels that way. I never have felt so alone in my own home."
"You're not alone Maria," Michael whispered with concern in his voice."
"I can't do anything right in her eyes. I just wish I knew how to fix it."
Michael stood up suddenly.
"What's wrong? Did I say something?"
Michael put his hand out. "Come with me. Come home with me."
"Wha- what?" Maria stammered. "I can't go home with you. I said I wanted to fix my relationship with my mom not implode it."
"Before you can try and fix your relationship with you mom, someone needs to fix you."
Maria was taken aback. "I need fixing?"
"You're heart does." Michael whispered this so quietly that Maria barely heard him. He sounded so sincere, so heartfelt. Maybe that's why she decided to take the risk. She put her hand in his.
"If I get caught, you know that I am going to kill you."
Michael smiled at this. "Well then we better not get caught." He said still smiling.
He climbed out the window first helping her outside immediately afterward. Hand and hand the two of them walk into the night.
Authors Note: This is my first time writing a fanfic. (I hope you can't tell too much) I decided to use the lyrics of the song Pride and Joy by Jon B. A special thanks to my Beta-Reader Tanya G. Thanks for everything you have done for me.
I hope everyone enjoys the story and would give me some feedback.
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The Crashdown after closing
"Liz, are you sure that this party was your dad's idea?" Maria asked cocking her eyebrow.
"I swear I had nothing to do with this. My dad is on this new kick, he wants to "participate" in my life. He was the one who suggested closing the diner tomorrow. And you know the diner hasn't been closed in, I don't know how many years, at least as long as I can remember".
"I'd rather be here helping you decorate than being at home anyway."
Liz looked over at her friend and noted the sadness in her tone. "You're still fighting with your mom?"
"Yep, and it's getting worse. It's like we can't go an entire day without screaming at each other."
"Well maybe you guys are just going through, I don't know, a thing." Liz offered supportively.
"A thing would be a fight about not putting gas in the car, or forgetting to relay a message. My mom and I are having all out battles about everything. Maria looked away as if the actual memories where too much for her to recall.
Liz walked over to her friend and wrapped her arms around her. "Maria, I know that this will pass. Your mom could just be realizing that her little girl is not so little anymore. That's always hard for a mother. You remember what I went through with my mom."
"Yeah, your probably right. Look what I did. I brought down the whole mood of this decorating shindig that we have going on here. Let's get back to work before you're dad fires us"
"Yeah, like that would ever happen," Liz are said with a smile.
After a full two hours of decorating the alien themed restaurant looked like a haunted pirates' ship.
"The population at West Roswell High better appreciate all the work that was put into this." Liz said with a sigh.
"I'm sure that they'll appreciate the free food more," Maria said with a laugh. "I'm going to head home, I'm sure that my mom should be sleeping by now."
"Okay Maria. Thanks for all your help, and you know that you could call me if, you know."
"I know Chica, see ya later."
Maria drove home in silence trying to prepare herself for whatever might happen. She had not been lying when she said her mother would probably be asleep. Amy DeLuca was constantly on the rode for business purposes and had just returned from one of those trips. Maria pulled the Jetta into the driveway and walk into the house.
"Where were you?" a voice from behind Maria asked.
"Hi to you too Mom. How was your day? Well my day was fine, I was really busy at school and I had some really demanding customers at work. Someone should really teach those tourist some manner, I swear."
"Maria I'm serious! Do you know what time it is!"
"Yeah I know what time it is. It's a little after midnight. I was helping Liz decorate for the party at the Crashdown tomorrow."
"Oh okay, so you were decorating, huh? Why weren't you, say, camping again, or maybe doing a project for a club that I know doesn't exist at your school!"
"Mom where is this coming from? I just told you I was with Liz. We were dec-"
"I know, decorating. Look next time you have my car please call and tell me that you're going to be late! Just go to you room!"
"Mom I-"
"No Maria, go to you room."
You're always there for me
Whenever I fall
Whenever I'm in need
You always know when to call
When I've come to my ends
I know I can depend on your loving me
Your touching me
Constant faith and trust in me
Maria went to her room and flopped down on her bed. Looking up at the ceiling she felt tears in her eyes, but she quickly blinked them way.
"Well that wasn't as bad as the last ones," a voice said.
Startled Maria looked over to the chair that sat next to her window, the chair that Michael was sitting in. "You really need to cut this habit of yours, Spaceboy." Maria said looking back up at the ceiling
"What habit would that be?"
"The breaking and entering habit."
Michael was quiet for a moment before he decided to speak. "You want me to leave then?"
Maria sat up to look at Michael, to look him directly in the eyes. "You know that I don't want you to leave. I just don't know how much longer I can take this. Me and my mom where never like this, never. I miss just talking to her. I miss, her."
Michael walked over to Maria's bed and sat down. He took her chin in his hand and gently kissed her lips. "You talk about her like she's dead."
"Sometimes it feels that way. I never have felt so alone in my own home."
"You're not alone Maria," Michael whispered with concern in his voice."
"I can't do anything right in her eyes. I just wish I knew how to fix it."
Michael stood up suddenly.
"What's wrong? Did I say something?"
Michael put his hand out. "Come with me. Come home with me."
"Wha- what?" Maria stammered. "I can't go home with you. I said I wanted to fix my relationship with my mom not implode it."
"Before you can try and fix your relationship with you mom, someone needs to fix you."
Maria was taken aback. "I need fixing?"
"You're heart does." Michael whispered this so quietly that Maria barely heard him. He sounded so sincere, so heartfelt. Maybe that's why she decided to take the risk. She put her hand in his.
"If I get caught, you know that I am going to kill you."
Michael smiled at this. "Well then we better not get caught." He said still smiling.
He climbed out the window first helping her outside immediately afterward. Hand and hand the two of them walk into the night.