A/N I feel like nobody has really tackled the whole Maya-was-acting-some-kind-of-crazy-and-was-about-to-run-away-when-she-got-brutally-murdered thing, so I'm giving it a try. Chapter story? Probably. By the way, I'm just assuming that Garrett confessed to killing Maya, because there doesn't seem to be any sign of an investigation of her murder.
Maya was drifting. It was now dark out, but she had no idea what time it was. She also had no idea where she was going; the bus to San Francisco had left already, her one way ticket to freedom, gone. She had no idea what stopped her from going. No, that was a lie. Maya knew exactly what stopped her from going. Emily Fields. As much as she hated True North, and surpressing her stoner habits, and Rosewood, she loved Emily more. She loved Emily so much. Which is probably how she ended up in Emily's backyard.
Maya dropped her bags, pulled out her phone, and dialed Emily's number. One ring, two rings, three rings, four. No answer. She called again, no good. Maya sighed, sitting down on the bench swing under the huge oak in the Fields's backyard. After a few minutes of swinging, she saw a shadow. "Hello?" she said. The shadow didn't respond or move. "Who's there?" she called again. The shadow drew closer until Maya could see who it was: Pam Fields. Maya sighed in relief as she watched Mrs. Fields make her way up to her. "Hello Maya," Pam said with a small smile on her face. "Hi Mrs. Fields," she replied. "May I sit?" "Sure." So the older woman sat, and for a few moments there was silence.
"I'm sorry," they both said. Maya chuckled nervously. "I'm sorry for the way I acted at dinner Mrs. Fields," Maya said honestly. "That's okay. I'm sorry for looking through your things and getting you sent away. Or as Emily put it 'hauled off to druggie boot camp'." Maya laughed, "I didn't mean to seperate you from Emily, I can see now that you two make each other happy." "No worries Mrs. Fields, do you know where Emily is? She's not picking up her phone." Pam frowned, "That's odd, she called me a few minutes ago to let me know that she's on her way home." Maya frowned too, "Oh." was all she said, looking down at her hands, frustrated. "Are you two fighting?"
Maya looked up at Pam. The older woman's face was expectant but wary. Maya shifted uncomfortably, she knew they were both out of their comfort zones. "Um, yeah. We are," Maya said. "What happened?" "I... I tried to make her choose between me and her swim team, and I got angry that it was such a tough decision for her." Maya found herself looking down. "Good thing Emily forgives easily." Pam said simply, getting up. "Listen Maya, Emily isn't one for holding grudges. She has a heart of gold and will listen to whatever you have to say." Maya sighed, "I know, she's perfect. She deserves someone perfect," Maya said. "She deserves someone who makes her happy. And I've never seen anyone make her as happy as you make her." Pam said, making Maya look up. "Just be honest and keep it simple, it'll do wonders." "Thank you Mrs. Fields," Maya said. Pam nodded and started to walk back to the house. "I'll send Emily back when she gets home."
Maya was grateful when a few moments after Pam was out of sight the back porch lights flicked on, making the backyard much less creepy. Within ten minutes, Emily appeared. When she saw her coming towards her, Maya stood up hastily, almost tripping over one of her bags. Emily came up to her and wrapped her arms around her girlfriend, embracing her fiercely. "I thought you were gone," she said. "I thought you left me," her voice cracked. "I couldn't Em." Maya's eyes started to well up. "I love you too much." Emily pulled away from her some, and kissed Maya passionately. "I love you too Maya. I missed you so much." Emily said, a little breathlessly.
With a chaste kiss on the lips, Emily unwrapped herself from Maya and sat down on the swing. Maya sat down next to her, taking her hand. "Emily, I'm so sorry for the way I acted before I left." Maya apologized, simply and honestly like Pam told her to. "It's okay Maya, seriously." Emily squeezed her girlfriend's hand and gave her a small smile. "It's just in that house, filled with your friends, and team mates, and that wolf pack of yours-"
Emily couldn't help but chuckle at Maya's nickname for her, Aria, Hanna, and Spencer. None of them could pass for wolves, except maybe Spencer, what with Aria being too sensative, Hanna being too ditzy, and Emily being too gentle. They'd be the worst wolf pack ever.
"I just felt like I couldn't compete. I was selfish, I wanted you all to myself because I was afraid that with all your friends, you won't have time for me," Maya admitted sadly. Emily looked deeply into her eyes. "Maya... I may be a Shark that hangs with a wolf pack..." she removed her hands from Maya's to caress the girl's face, "but I will always find time for my angelfish." Maya was crying now, "I can't decide whether that was the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me, or the corniest," she said smiling. "It's probably both," Emily said smiling back and leaning in to kiss her once again.
A/N (again) What the flip man! I didn't even reach 1k words! Whatever I guess, review and stay tuned for the next (longer, I promise) chapter.