Disclaimer: Don't own Rizzoli and Isles
Important A/N: Jane is in bold and Maura is in italics
If my best friend could hear me now, she'd run a mile.
I can't lose my best friend but if she could read my mind she'd leave for sure.
Why am I thinking about my friend like this?
I've often thought about my friend like this.
I shouldn't be thinking about her like this.
I should never have let myself think about her like this.
I never realised I was bisexual.
I never told her I was bisexual.
Maybe she is too.
She couldn't be too.
She's not.
She isn't.
What if I told her I like girls too?
What if I told her I've had sex with women?
She'd freak.
She'd leave.
But what if she likes me?
Maybe she could like me too.
But Ian.
But Casey.
But it's Maura.
But it's Jane.
What should I do?
What can I do?
I think I'm in love with her.
I've always been in love with her.
I want to tell her.
I have to tell her.
I can't ruin our friendship.
I can't lose my only friend.
But it would be amazing.
But it would be perfect.
She's perfect.
She's amazing.
I have to tell her.
I can't hide it from her.
"I think I love you."
"I love you."