This is a reimagining of Emaya, I was so crushed when she died. Instead of dying they break up...can they put the pieces back together?

Chapter 1

Maya hasn't spoke to me since the night by the pool after she saw me kissing another girl. That was back in January, it's now the middle of July. She would pass me in the hallways at school as if she never met me, never kissed me, never loved me. She even blocked my cell from being able to call or text her. Devastated didn't quite describe the state I was in. I hadn't seen her since the last day of school, not even around the neighborhood, so when I saw her brother at my favorite coffee shop I couldn't help but ask how his sister was.

Jeffery was tall, at least six five, in complete contrast to his five two sister. I myself was five ten, but I had to break my neck to look up to him. He was very handsome with the same exact buttery caramel complexion as the love of my life. He wore a Huf plantlife tank top with a matching hat, black cargo shorts, and all black chuck taylors. Turning around after receiving his drink he had a weary smile upon seeing my face.

"Hey" I said waving while making the short distance to him.

"Emily, it's been a while huh?"

"Yeah" I said staring at my feet, anxiously waiting to ask about his baby sister.

"So how have you been?"

"Well I'm alive so that counts for something I guess"

He furrowed his brow then arched it, just like Maya I thought. "That doesn't sound so good". He motioned for me to have a seat with him at a nearby table. "Is everything ok?" He seemed genuinely concerned.

"Not really Jeff, to be perfectly honest, I miss Maya so much I can barely think straight" I couldn't believe how honest I was being but he did ask.

"Oh" was all he could offer. He took a sip of what I assumed was a latte and had a look on his face that told me he was in deep thought. "I'm sorry you're having a rough time with the break up". I looked deep into his eyes while mine was filling with water and saw what I was hoping to see, sincerity. "Wanna talk about it?"

"Is that not weird for you, she is your sister after all"

"Well" he paused "it's fine, you just look like you need to talk. If you don't want to talk to me you should definitely talk to your friends about it"

"That would be great but none of them are anywhere near Rosewood for the entire summer" Once I said that I became sad all over again about spending my summer alone, just me and my thoughts. Thoughts of Maya.

"That sucks. Listen, you obviously need to talk and I've got two ears so..."

"Why are you being so nice to me?" I wondered aloud "Did she not tell you what happened?"

He sighed then said "She did...eventually. She wouldn't talk to any of us for about two weeks after school ended. She wouldn't eat, I doubt she was sleeping, she didn't even smoke, and you know how much she loves Mary Jane. All she did was sit in her room with her headphones on. Then one day she emerged from her dungeon and told my parents she wanted to go back to San Francisco"

My heart almost exploded in my chest after hearing him say the worse news he could have possibly delivered. I swallowed hard a few times before I responded.

"So...she...lives back in Cali...now?" I barely got the sentence out.

"Not to stay forever" he said quickly noticing my struggle to speak. Relief swept over me as he continued. "She'' be back next Friday, that's the 26th I think."

"Wouldn't she kill you if she knew you were telling me all this let alone talking to me?"

"No" he stated simply as he took another sip of his beverage. "My My isn't like that, she thinks everyone is an individual who can do or say whatever he or she pleases. She wouldn't be angry I assure you, she'd just ask what we talked about and leave it at that. That's one of the things I love most about her" Yeah me too I thought.

"So how is she doing, do you know?"

"Of course, we can't go a day without talking to each other. Growing up, our parents being musicians, they were always gone or off working in the studio, so sometimes we're all we have you know?" I nodded. "She's doing much better, she's even smoking again" he chuckled. "Why did you kiss that other girl?"

His question threw me completely off guard. Then my mind went back to that pool party. Ashley was beautiful and had a huge crush on me, I couldn't believe it. Before I knew it her lips were wrapped around mine, and for whatever reason, I kissed her back. Having no idea Maya was even coming to the party, I wasn't even thinking about getting caught. Once we pulled away from one another we smiled innocently, but something caught Ashley's eye. I couldn't hide the horror on my face when I followed Ashley's eyes to see Maya standing on the other side of the pool with tears in her eyes and disbelief on her face. Then she was gone. I ran after her, once I caught up to her she caught the side of my face with her open palm. I held my cheek and said it was ok because I deserved that and way worse. I tried to apologize and explain myself but my apologies were drowned out by her crying and screaming at me. I can still hear the last words she ever said to me 'I love you! And I thought you loved me too'

I shook the memory out of my head before answering Jeff. "I've got not one single clue. We were at the party and had a few shoots of Jack Daniel's and..." I trailed off thinking about how that kiss wasn't worth losing Maya. "I can't believe I lost her, I've never screwed up anything so bad in my life. Jeff I'd do anything, give anything to get her back. The only thing I don't regret about kissing that girl is that fact that it helped me realize there's no one else for me except Maya." he listened intently while drinking his latte. " When you find your first love it can be really tempting to see what else is out there, like maybe you're making this huge mistake dedicating yourself to just one person, especially so young. Not to mention she was the first girlfriend I ever had. Even though it didn't take me two seconds to fall in love with her I began questioning if that was what I wanted, and if I want it forever. Maya was so sure about us and our future and that made me even more unsure"

Saying all of these things aloud was the first time admitted it, not only to someone else but myself. He had that 'I'm in deep thought' look on his face again.

"Emily believe it or not I completely understand what you're saying. Especially being a young man, there's so many girls out here and when you find someone special you're not sure if you're ready. I found a girl that probably could have been my forever, but I just wasn't ready for forever. To be honest, I still think about her and what could have been"

"How old were you?"

"I was 17 when I met her, 19 when we broke up, here I am 23 and wish I would have met her now instead of then"

Both Maya and I were about to be 17, her birthday in August with mine in September, but it wouldn't take me another four years to realize she was the girl for me like it took Jeff. I want her back, I need her back. I want to spend the rest of my life with her. So I asked Jeff for some advice. He simply said:

"Fight for her, if you never give up, you can never fail."