Okay, I know it's really short-but it's only to test out how many people would be interested in this story. The next chapters are going to be more in the present rather than an explanation like this one. Leave reviews & tell me what you think!
It had been exactly a month and a half since her best friend had left Boston. She had left with the love of her life to go be happy with him. To live the perfect life. But what she left behind was the complete opposite of happy and perfect.
Jane's absence didn't seem to affect anyone too much at the point, they were all used to it now. It was hard on those who were around her daily at first, but now they seemed okay. Korsak and Frost were partners now, Angela still worked at the cafe, and everything else was back to normal. Except there was still one thing that had not gotten better.
That one thing was Maura. Ever since Jane skipped town, she was merely a ghost. It was only on a rare occasion that she would smile, and when she did it was because Angela told her to. The hours she worked became longer, as she didn't want to go home to hear Angela talking about the things Jane told her about on their daily video chat. However, when she did come home, it was late at night, and she would go straight to her bedroom and sit on her bed in the dark silence. Left to wonder if Jane thought about her. Maybe if she cared to listen to Angela talking about the video chats she would have a definite answer, but she wasn't sure if that's what she wanted.
Everyone could see it when they looked into the Medical Examiner's eyes. The pain, the emptiness. To try to cheer her up, Frost and Korsak would ask her for useless facts about anything. She knew they were only doing it to make her feel better, and that made the pain worse. As she spit the facts out in her monotone voice she only got sadder, and occasionally she would stop as if she was waiting for Jane to interrupt informing her that nobody cared.
The past month and a half had easily amounted to the worst event of Maura's life. Having the person she cared about the most abandon her was worse than finding out her biological father was Paddy Doyle. In fact, this was worse than when she almost lost her leg and died in the woods. And who was there both times to save her? It was the curly-haired brunette herself. Now if Maura were to have another near death experience, she wasn't sure that she'd want anyone there to save her.
There was only one person who could heal the pain she felt, only one person who could make her happy again.
Maura's life without Jane Rizzoli was most definitely a living hell.