Okay, so this is a depressing story. Not the one I was talking about in my last update (that one was probably worse) but yeah. This is kinda what I think would happen to Maya or really anyone, if they had gone through what she did. This is not very chronological with the show as there's some stuff I made up, but there is lines from the promos that I incorporated into this. It'll be broken up into two or three parts (I haven't decided yet) because it was getting seriously long and I didn't to bore you with a long story that you would literally have to sit and read and then probably lose interest in.

In my mind, it's like a movie, so I hope you see it that way too.

Give it a chance, there's a happy ending. Promise.

She sat by her window in her room, staring at the rain that was falling in front of her outside, watching as the drops of water fell down to the ground and then disappeared forever.

Much like what happened with her boyfriend.

She had known he was depressed; she knew it from the moment they started dating. She had even convinced him to get help, and he did, only for a short while, which was when she saw a major change in him.

He actually looked happy. And he was happy, with her.

She saw it in his eyes everyday when he'd run up to her and wrap his arms around her and hold her, and then he'd kiss her.

But now he'd never kiss her again.

She wiped away a stray tear and looked down at her stomach.

Life was never going to be the same anymore.

"Maya?"

She slowly looked up from staring at her full bowl of soggy cereal. Her sister's gentle voice waking her up from the thoughts going around in her head.

"You need to eat." She spoke gently, sitting down in front of her. "I know it's the last thing you want to do, but you have to."

She nodded her head, and brought a spoonful of the cereal up to her mouth, the smell of it made her stomach sick, and she immediately put it down.

Shaking her head, she abruptly stood up from the table and walked out of the kitchen.

She didn't have to do anything she didn't want to do.

"This is the new me."

Two weeks later, she was wearing tight jeans, a white top, and high heels. Her make-up was way more thicker than usual, making her blue eyes literally pop.

Tristan stared at her, eyeing her warily as he took in what she'd come o school in, pretty sure she was breaking at least one rule of the school dress code. He noticed she at least had her nametag on, so that was something.

"Why are you dressed like that?"

Something flashed in her eyes, but he didn't pay attention to it, instead focusing on getting her to explain why she looked… well, for lack of a better word, like a slut.

"You don't like it?"

Tristan wasn't really sure how to answer that. He knew she was grieving and grieving badly, but somehow, she still went to school and still did what she had to do. She wrote songs like she drank water, and she still did her schoolwork. He had started talking to her again after the incident, realizing that now matter what she'd done to his best friend, she still didn't deserve to have what happen to her happen. Even Tori was in agreement with him over this.

Though he didn't really get to answer her, because Tori soon joined them, looking Maya up and down, before blurting out, "why are you dressed like a slut?"

Tears came to the younger girls eyes, but she didn't let them fall.

"I didn't mean it like that," Tori immediately realized her mistake and instantly felt terrible. "I just want to know why you're dressed like that."

"I'm trying to figure that out myself."

Though she knew she had to explain, she just refused to, "It's the new me. You don't like it fine, but you better get used to it." And with that, she walked away, slamming her locker closed behind her.

"Maya a letter came in for you today."

She looked up from her homework, to see her sister walk over to her and hand her an envelope. Taking it from her, her eyes immediately went to the return address at the top left corner. It was from Kapuskasing. Throwing it to the side, she realized that she didn't need to read it.

Not now, not ever.

There was a new boy at school.

Her eyes were set on him as soon as he walked in. He had dark hair, and sure he wasn't all that attractive, but at least he'd work for the time being. Zig was a definite no, as he'd been a trigger for what had happened. She didn't want anything to do with him.

No one blamed her really.

But someone was bound to blame her for this.

Ending her not so interesting conversation with a girl from one of her classes (she wasn't paying attention to which one), she walked over to him, to find he was opening his locker.

"Hey." She said, startling him to the point where he literally jumped.

"Uh… hey." He said, and she smiled even more.

Keep up the act, she thought. No one will know your pain otherwise.

"Are you new?" She asked and he nodded.

"Yeah, I'm Tyler."

Tyler. Okay, she could have fun with this.

"Great!" She spoke enthusiastically, "I'm Maya."

"Yeah… I know you." She looked at him confused. "You're like the talk of the school."

"Excuse me?"

"I mean that everyone says you dated that pro junior hockey star. He was pretty—anyway it's nice to meet you." He held out his hand, and she noticed how quickly he had changed the subject. He must have seen the look in her eyes or something. Good catch, she had to admit.

"Same." She said, shaking his hand.

"So what are you doing after school?"

She smirked, perfect.

"Nothing, you?"

He smiled, "nothing."

"Meet on the steps in front after school, my parents are out of town and my sister is going to the mall with her friends. We can go to my place."

"Alright, sounds good."

"Yeah…" She began to walk to her class, but not before putting her hand on his cheek and trailing her nice manicured red nails across his face.

"Sounds great."

"Look all I'm saying is I was in her position before. Though our situations are a bit different, I know what she's going through."

Katie sighed, looking at her hands a moment before she looked up at Eli. "Then what do you propose I do? She's not herself."

"I wasn't either." Eli said, "After my girlfriend died, I did a complete 360 degree turn. But there's something you should probably worry about."

"And what's that exactly?"

"Her mental state." He stated, "I'm bipolar, what happened to my girlfriend triggered my disorder. And the same thing may happen to her, if you have any history of bipolar disorder in your family I mean."

Katie bit her lip, "We do. Our grandfather's bipolar, and so is our aunt." She didn't really want to add that there had been something wrong with Maya before, it wasn't really something their whole family broadcasted to the world.

"My advice to you," Eli stepped closer to her, "is to keep an eye on her, make sure she doesn't do anything too crazy. Babysit her if you have to. Whatever it takes, okay? If you need me for support or anything at all, I'm here for you."

Katie gave him a soft smile, "Thanks." She said quietly.

He smiled at her and gave her a hug, before pulling away, "Anytime."

"So this is where you live?"

Tyler was busy looking around her house from the moment they stepped inside, to the moment she led him to her living room. Her eyes were on the couch, where she had many, many great memories.

No point in going over there.

So instead, she led him downstairs to the basement, turning the light on, she revealed a pretty sick hangout. Too sick for two girls, in Tyler's opinion.

"You sure you don't have any brothers?" He asked her and she nodded.

"Just my sister." With that, she sat down on the couch, and faced him. Her stomach started to hurt, but she figured it was just from nerves, and not from whatever she ate earlier that day. She was just anxious.

He sat down beside her, and putting his arm on the back of the couch, he looked at her. "So…"

"So…" She responded back with, putting her arms around his neck, she pulled him closer. "Let's go to know each other a little bit."

He nodded, "Okay, you first."

"I love music. Your turn."

He blinked, "That tells me nothing."

"Who cares? Enough talking." And with that, she put her lips on his, and kissed him softly and slowly.

He responded back eagerly (and not to mention desperately) putting his hands on her waist, he kissed her harder, deepening it almost immediately. They continued to kiss like that for a few more minutes, when he decided he just needed to get more touchy, and put his hands on her chest.

That was where she drew the line.

Breaking the heated kiss, she pushed him off of her, and looked down. That only made her feel nauseous, so she looked back up again. He leaned in towards her, and she shook her head.

"You should go." She barely whispered. "I have a lot of homework to do and… yeah. I think you should just leave."

Tyler looked at her, confused. "But I thought you wanted me here so we could make out."

"Well, you thought wrong." She snapped, and stood up, going past him and up the stairs to the main floor of the house. He reluctantly followed her only to see she wasn't anywhere in sight.

So he did the one thing she told him to do.

He left.

"I made a huge mistake."

Katie looked up from her history book to see Maya standing above her, tears in her eyes. She went on her knees in front of her and laid her head on her sister's lap. Katie ran her fingers through her hair for a few minutes, before Maya stood up and slowly sat down beside her.

"What happened?" Katie asked her, quietly and Maya just shook her head.

"I don't want to say it."

"I'm your sister, Maya. You can tell me anything."

"You're going to hate me."

"I could never hate you."

Maya bit her lip and looked away. She hesistated a few more moments before coming out with it.

"I hooked up with another boy today."

And then she got up and ran upstairs to her room, slamming the door behind her when she did, leaving a very confused and shocked Katie behind her.

"Hey."

Maya turned around to find Zig standing behind her. She didn't answer him, just threw her books in her locker angrily. She picked her bag up from the floor and slammed her locker shut, walking away from him.

"Wait, Maya!" He called, running after her, and catching up to her pretty fast. "I want to talk to you."

She turned around, "Well I don't want to talk to you." She spoke quietly, but her words were like knives, cutting through him.

"Look, I know I made a mistake, and I'm sorry okay? I am so, so sorry, but you cant go on hating me forever."

"Yes I can." She glared at him, giving him the dirtiest look he'd ever seen her give anyone. "Watch me."

"Just five minutes, Maya. Please."

She thought about it, knowing she shouldn't even give him the time of day, but needed to hear what he had to say at the same time.

"Fine." She finally answered him, "Five minutes and that's all you're getting."

"Cool." He answered, and then realizing they were awkwardly standing there, pulled her into an empty classroom. He closed the door behind him and faced her. "What has gotten into you?"

"This is what you wanted to talk to me about?" She shook her head and made a move to open the door, when he stopped her.

"I know you really cared about him." He whispered, "I know he really cared about you."

"But it doesn't change what you did!" She yelled at him, fed up with his dumb games. "Did you even listen to yourself when you talked to him the way you did and when you said what you said? Did it ever occur to you that there was something really wrong with him?"

"I knew there was something wrong." He threw his hands up in the air. "I knew it the moment I met him."

She burst out laughing. She couldn't help it, she just had to laugh.

He looked at her strangely. "Why are you laughing right now?"

"Because…" She suddenly stopped and looked at him, seriously, narrowing her eyes. "I don't know." She started to laugh again, and he still eyed her strangely.

"There has to be a reason."

"Well, there isn't." She snapped, and eyed the doorknob, trying to think of a way to get out, as she was suddenly feeling very suffocated all of a sudden. "I think you're lying to me, honestly and I don't really appreciate that."

"I'm not lying!"

"Whatever." She brushed him off and walked past him, going over to the door this time she noticed he didn't try and stop her. "I don't believe you at all. You couldn't have known there was something wrong with him. No one but me and probably Dallas and Mr. Simpson knew about it." And with that, she opened the door and storm out of the room, letting the door slam behind her.

"This will be good for you, I promise."

Yet, Maya wasn't exactly sure if that was true, but she believed Tori anyways. She was after all her best friend, despite the shit they went through before.

They walked into the very crowded house, the smell of alcohol and weed hitting them almost immediately. Some boy stumbled over to them, a red plastic cup in his hands as he approached them giving them a smile.

"Look, it's hockey boy's girl and her slutty friend."

Before Tori could say a word, Maya abruptly shoved him. "Fuck off you ass!" She yelled at him as he stumbled to the ground, then she grabbed Tori's wrist and pulled her further into the house. The music was loud and making her head pound, but she ignored it.

"Guys you're here! Yay!" Tristan caught up to them, giving them both big hugs.

Maya laughed as Tori playfully rolled her eyes, "Yeah, Maya just kicked some guys ass." Tori told him and he raised an eyebrow in her direction.

"He called Tori a slut." Maya shrugged.

"Is that the only reason why you did it?"

"Sure." Maya looked away towards the table with the drinks. "I'm so thirsty."

"So drink something then." Tristan responded, and she glared at him almost as if to say, 'no shit sherlock', but didn't. She poured herself a cupful of the punch and started to drink it, ignoring the horrible taste.

"Don't drink that too fast," Tori warned her, "You don't want something bad to happen to you, do you?"

Like she cares, Maya thought. But instead of listening to her, she just did what she wanted to do.

"I risked a lot to get here tonight, even lying to my sister, so yeah. I think I'll drink it," She continued to drink, and Tori made a face, not responding to her at all.

Pretty soon she was wobbly on her feet and dancing in the middle of a ton of guys, laughing and having a good time.

"Maya!" She heard her name, and turned to see Tyler was standing by the side, looking at her. She waved off the boys she was dancing with and walked over to him, stumbling a bit and laughing as he caught her. "Whoa, did you have too much to drink or something? Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." She said once she straightened herself up more. "Look, I'm sorry about the other day, it was just weird to me to makeout with someone so soon after… well you know. But now I think I'm better."

"Are you sure?" She nodded.

"Yeah, so lets—let's go upstairs." She told him, sliding her finger down his arm, she noticed the goose bumps following the trail. She leaned in closer to him, "It'll be fun."

She pulled away and smirked, knowing she had him right where she wanted him.

"Oh-okay." He managed to say and she pulled him with her, upstairs and into a room, softly closing the door behind her.

"Where's Maya?" Tristan asked Tori as they walked through the house in search of their friend. "She hasn't been around us for the last fifteen minutes."

"Yeah, we're real good friends, noticing that now, instead of fifteen minutes ago." Tori responded, she turned to him, throwing her hands up in defeat. "I have no idea where she went."

"You looking for Matlin?" Tori turned to see Luke Baker of all people, standing behind her. He pointed up the stairs with his finger, his hand occupied with a red plastic cup. "She's upstairs with some guy."

"She's what?" Tori demanded, pushing past him, she ran up the stairs. Tristan thanked Luke and then quickly ran after her.

"What are you going to do? Knock on all the doors until you find her?"

"If that's what it takes." Tori responded, knocking on the first door. It opened the reveal a shirtless guy who she didn't recognize, so she went to the next one and the next one, until she reached the end.

She turned to Tristan. "I found her."

Maya giggled as she fell on the bed, Tyler right next to her. She leaned in and kissed him, and just as he started to kiss her back, she broke the kiss. Smiling slyly, "I have an idea."

She pulled out her iPhone and went to the camera app. She then went to the video camera, and flipped it so the back was facing them. Then she pressed record and started to kiss him, kissing him deeper and harder, as he groaned into her mouth and put his hands on her sides, pulling her closer.

She moaned into his mouth when he kissed her deeper and harder than he did the moment before, and she responded by biting his lower lip, causing him to groan again. They continued to make out for a few minutes, while Maya still kept recording. Then he went on top of her and started to kiss her neck, causing her to close her eyes and begin to breathe heavily.

She then threw her phone to the side, not caring where it went, and wrapped her arms around his neck, the drink in her hand, falling off the bed and landing somewhere on the ground. She brought his chin up and started to kiss his lips again, grinding her body against his, she closed her eyes.

And in her head, she saw herself and Cam. The night before it happened and they had one of the best nights of their relationship. He had stayed over, and they had made out all night long… eventually moving onto other things, despite what she had promised Katie.

Tears came to her eyes as she thought of him, but she didn't stop. There was nothing she could do anymore, she had to move on, and she was.

Though there was still a part of her that didn't want to. She figured it was just all the alcohol she had consumed that was making her feel this way. She totally blamed it on the alcohol.

"What the hell is going on?" She heard a loud pitched voice and broke away from Tyler to see Tori standing in front of the bed. "Get off of her!" She yelled and Tristan (with all the strength he had) pulled Tyler off of her. She had realized after he was off of her that it hadn't been Tristan, it had been Jake that did it. Though her eyes were cloudy and her thoughts all jumbled she stood up, and started to move back and forth.

"You're drunk." Jake stated and Maya immediately fought the strong urge to roll her eyes. No shit Sherlock. "What the hell is the matter with you? Does Katie know you're here?"

She giggled, of course Katie didn't know where she was. Why would she? It wasn't like Maya had lied to her and told her she was going to see a movie with Tori.

Oh wait, she did do that.

"Okay, come on, we're taking you home."

When Jake grabbed her arm was when Maya abruptly pulled away from him, stumbling backwards. "No!" She yelled at him, "Leave me alone!"

"You need to go home, Maya. I'm not going to argue with you about this." Jake's voice was authoritative, but she didn't want that. He wasn't her brother, he couldn't tell her what to do.

She looked over at Tori who looked at her apologetically and sympathetic. "He's right, Maya. You need to go home."

Maya picked up her phone then and looked at it, not realizing she had stopped the recording and put it in her pocket.

"Will you go home?" Tristan asked her quietly and she nodded.

"Whatever."

The doorbell rang and Katie groggily stood up, walking over to the front door she opened it to reveal her ex and her sister, passed out against him.

"Sorry, but she was at a party and drank too much. Her friends found me and asked for my help. I just wanted to get her home safely." Jake said as he walked inside and put her on the couch.

"Thanks." Katie told him, leaning against the doorway as he put a cover over her. "I really appreciate you doing that."

"It's no problem, really."

"I'm so worried about her," Katie told him. "She hasn't been the same the last few weeks. At first she was quiet and didn't say anything, but now she's a completely different person. I don't even recognize my own sister anymore."

"I wouldn't be the same if I was in her position either." He admitted. "She'll be okay, she just needs time."

Katie nodded, "I know that deep down inside, but for some reason I feel like she's never going to be the person she was ever again."

"Honestly, I don't think she'll be that person either, but there's nothing we can do but be there for her."

Katie bit her lip and nodded. Jake went over to her and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her close.

"If you need me, I'm here. Don't be afraid to call, okay?"

Katie wordlessly nodded and he kissed the top of her head, before squeezing her shoulder and walking out of the house.

Katie just watched him leave, grateful that he was back in her life again.

Her head was pounding when she woke up the next morning, sitting up, she realized just where she was, tears coming to her eyes. Flashbacks came to her mind, and she pulled out her phone. Going to her pictures, she went all the way to the top, before she clicked on it and found one of her and Cam, smiling and another of them kissing and then more of them just having fun. There were also videos, but she didn't want to watch them.

She couldn't watch them. It hurt too much to remember the happy times.

"Oh great, you're up." Katie walked into the living room and handed her pills and some water. "It's aspirin, it'll help your headache."

She nodded and immediately swallowed the pills, filling better already.

"Now, you want to explain to me why you lied to me last night?"

"Not really." Maya responded, getting up, she threw the blanket behind her, and started to go up the stairs. "I should get ready for school."

"Maya, I'm trying to help you."

"I'm not the one that needs help." Maya spoke evenly, her tone a little bit bitchier than she intended it to be.

Katie sighed, staring at the couch for a few minutes. She didn't say anything else, so Maya went upstairs to her room. She quickly changed and then ran down, ignoring the sloshy feeling in her stomach, and grabbed a banana to eat on the way to school.

As soon as Katie parked, she got out of the car, and walked up the steps, into the school, and to her locker. She leaned her head against it, and closed her eyes, feeling sleepy.

"Hey." She slowly turned around to see Zig was standing behind her, once again.

"I don't want to talk to you." She told him, unsure of how much more clearer she could be. "You stalking me is getting kind of creepy."

"You're right you know," He told her, she shook her head, not sure of what he was talking about, and motioned for him to continue. "I was lying to you the other day."

"What a surprise." She muttered and tried to twist the combination, realizing that she was too tired and hungover to actually get it right.

"I didn't really see how messed up he was, nor did I see how much you two cared about each other because I was too jealous." No shit, Sherlock. "I just want to know though, did you really, really care about him?"

"Why do you always ask me that?" She demanded, "Yes! I cared about him! I was in love with him! What part of that won't you get through your head? You fucked it all up, it's your fault. I'm never going to be with you, not then, not now and most definitely not in the future."

"What did you see in him anyway? He was just a whiny hockey star. That's all we ever saw him as; a whiner. Right, M?"

"What did you just call me?" Maya turned on him, her eyes darker and narrowed. "Don't you ever call me that again."

"Fine, whatever, Maya. But did you listen to me?" So selfish, Zig was. She didn't even know what she saw in him when they met. What kind of idiot was she?

"He had problems you insensitive ass." Maya told him, when a thought occurred to her. Her eyes lit up at this, and she smirked at Zig. "If I didn't care about him at all, like whatsoever and based on what you knew about me before…" She stepped closer to him, ignoring her locker and what she needed to get out of it. She got in his face, "then why did I have sex with him?" And then she pulled away from him, laughing darkly at his shocked expression. "Goodbye, Zig."

With that, she walked away from him.

She was outside, playing around on her phone, waiting for the bell, when she realized she could post that video of her and Tyler last night and that it wouldn't even matter anymore.

"This isn't you, you know." She looked up to see Tristan was in front of her, a disapproving look on his face. "You won't have hooked up with someone so soon after what happened and you definitely wouldn't be dressing the way you have been, nor would you have lied to your sister to go to some party. You've changed."

She was so damn sick of people telling her that.

"You know what, Tristan? I am so sick of people telling me who I'm supposed to be!" She yelled at him, her hands going to her hair, she emphasized her statement. "So just leave me alone!"

She walked into the school then, fed up with him and everyone and then brought up the video on her phone. Smirking to herself, she pressed a button on the bottom and pressed it, send to Facebook.

There. Now she had nothing left to regret anymore.

"When are you going to read these?"

Katie threw another envelope in front of her, and she just stared at it. Shrugging, she went back to writing in her songbook.

"Oh, and do you want to explain to me the video you posted on your page? What the hell Maya?"

"What?" Maya looked up at her, innocently, "Mad that I have someone to make out with and you don't?"

This side of her, Katie had never seen. She most definitely didn't like it at all. It was a side of her sister, she never wanted to see ever again.

"When are you going to get your head out of your ass and see what's going on right in front of you? Your boyfriend's family keeps sending you letters that you refuse to open, let alone read. I've been here for you, nonstop, Maya. And I will continue to be, but I've had enough at this point. Your actions, the way you speak and dress, it's not you and it's never going to be. Yes, you lost someone, but everyone loses someone, you're not the only one that's suffering from this. The whole entire school is. The hockey team, as much as I hate them and what they did to the garden Jake and I built, I still feel so sorry for them that they lost someone very important to not only their team, but their lives. I'm not asking you to get over it, Maya, but I am asking you to live your life like you would've before, because that's what Cam would've wanted you to do."

Maya stared at her hard, and Katie stared at her back. There was no emotion in Maya's eyes, Katie could see that and it scared her. Maybe she shouldn't have yelled at her, but someone had to talk some sense into her.

"Stop pushing everyone away." She said, her tone quieter. "Read what Cam's family sent, let people in that want to help you. And please, Maya don't change who you used to be."

Katie said nothing more, as Maya just sat there, quiet and emotionless. After Katie had left, Maya just slowly stood up and walked to the door. She put her hand on it, and with all of her strength she slammed it as hard as she could.

Go to hell. She thought.

She hadn't spoken to Maya at all the last few days. Maya was literally back to the mute girl she was a few days after it happened. She didn't speak to her, just nodded and did whatever she had to do during the day and then just went upstairs to her room and didn't come out until she had to go back to school.

"Eli?"

She walked up to him, putting her hand on his shoulder gently, and he turned to face her.

"Hey, Katie. What's up? Everything okay?"

She shook her head. "Can you do something for me?"

"Yeah, anything."

"Could you maybe… talk to Maya for me? I can't get through to her, and I'm hoping that maybe you can?"

Eli nodded, "I can't promise you anything, but I can try."

"Perfect."

"Maya there's someone here for you!"

Wow, first night home in ages and her father couldn't be bothered to come in the room and speak to her. Great parenting, she thought.

She walked to the front door and saw Eli Goldsworthy of all people was standing in front of her.

"I think my dad forgot you're friends with Katie. One second, I'll go get her." She turned like she was going to call her, but Eli stopped her.

"I'm actually here to see you."

"Me?" She was very confused now.

He nodded. "I uh, want to talk to you, and see how you're doing."

You're a mess.

She ignored that voice in her head, and looked at him. "Fine. Totally peachy."

"Not from what I'm hearing… he looked at her revealing clothes. "Or seeing. You changed, why?"

"I haven't changed."

"Enough with the BS, Maya. Talk to me. I can help you. I went through this, I know what it's like to lose someone you loved a lot and I can help you, if you'll just let me."

"Did Katie send you over here to talk to me?"

"It doesn't matter," Eli responded. "What matters is that there's something going on with you and I want you to speak up and talk about it. Otherwise it's going to keep hurting you and hurting you until finally you reach the breaking point and there's no going back. After that you have to deal with the repercussions and actions for what you did and trust me, you don't want to go through that."

She remembered then what he was talking about. Back before she had dated Cam (or even met him) she was still the nosy little sister in grade 8. She remembered Katie had a friend over… Clare, she remembered her name to be, and they were in Katie's room talking. Clare was telling her about her ex who had crashed a car into a wall for her and then had a complete meltdown on stage, only for it all to be related to both bipolar disorder and the death of his ex-girlfriend the year before.

He knew better than anyone what she was going through, but that didn't exactly mean she was going to let him in.

"It doesn't matter." She finally said to him, "I'm my own person, I've changed. And the sooner everyone realizes and accepts that, the better!"

"No." Eli simply said, and she glared at him. "It's not that easy. Not when you have people who love and care about you. Explain to me why you posted that video, did you even remember it was there?"

"Considering I was basically drunk, not really. I didn't exactly remember it until I saw it on my phone the next day."

"What about a week ago, do you remember then?" She shook her head, but remembered that Tristan had told her she had basically screamed his head off. She couldn't remember that really.

Or the last few days to be honest, but she wasn't going to tell him that.

"What's your point?"

"My point is, you need to talk to someone, whether it be me, a professional, or your sister. You can't keep doing this." Eli looked like he was nearing a breaking point.

She wasn't giving in that easily.

But she considered it when he said what he said next.

"What would you have done back when Cam was going through whatever it was he was going through, would you let him sit by and keep doing what he was doing or would you have told him to stop and get help?"

She didn't answer him, but he sort of already had the answer anyway. He put his hands in his pockets and walked to the door.

"Think about that for a few days and tell me what you want to do."

He left then, leaving her standing there, a bunch of thoughts going around and around in her head. But instead of acting on it and telling Eli he was right, she just stormed off into her room and slammed the door again.

It was becoming therapeutic for her at this point.

She realized she hadn't exactly seen her band in weeks. She hadn't spoken to Mo since he had told her Zig was out since he did what he did to Cam out of spite and jealousy. She hadn't spoken much to Imogen or Adam either.

So when she saw them the next day at school all together in the cafeteria, she walked up to them.

"Oh look, it's the band ditcher." Those words couldn't have sounded more familiar if Imogen had tried.

"Yeah, hi." She said, and then pulled out her notebook. The special one she specifically had for the band. She handed it to Adam. "Read those, I'm sure you'll like them all. I'm sorry, but I just can't handle band right now. Maybe in a little while, but not now."

"I understand." Mo nodded, "Whenever you're ready to come back, you're more then welcome to join us."

Maya nodded and then walked away. She kept going until she reached the hallway where her locker was and slid down until her ass hit the floor. She hit her head on the lockers, and thought about what Eli had said the day before.

He was very right, not that she'd admit that to him or anyone else to their faces, but she had to admit it at least to herself.

Biting her lip she looked down the hallway both ways, and when she couldn't see anyone, she looked at her wrist. No one knew about it, but she had been cutting herself. She covered them up pretty well, thanks to the not so warm weather they'd been having, and was happy that no one had caught on yet. Her finger traced the scars for a moment and then terrified that someone would find her, she quickly pulled her sleeve back up again.

She decided she should just eat something, and pulled out a sandwich Katie had selflessly made for her that morning. It made her sad to think of how she'd acted and treated her the last few weeks. She unzipped the ziplock bag and the smell of the honey turkey, swiss and mustard sandwich hit her nose.

Which was also when her stomach lurched and she immediately felt sick. Jumping up quickly, she ran to a nearby trashcan and emptied her revisiting breakfast into it. Wiping her mouth, she went back over to her locker again, and pulled out a water bottle from her bag.

She'd been feeling this way the last five days, throwing up on and off all day. She'd think it was the stomach flu, but she didn't have a fever. She was just always tired, had headaches, and ate basically very strange combinations.

Thinking back, she pulled out her planner and looked at the date the month before of when she had her last period. Then she checked the date for that month.

Her period was a week late.

Shit.

Hey.

Her phone went off then and she noticed she had a text.

It was Tyler.

What do you want?

Just wanted to see how you're doing, we haven't talked since the party.

Oh right, she was just swell.

That night was a mistake. Okay? I'm sorry, but I don't want to be a booty call or whatever anymore.

I understand. Right, sure he did. Can we at least still be friends?

In other words, he was feeling shitty that he just got dumped and now wanted to make it up to her? That didn't make sense.

But there was a feeling inside her that told her maybe he really did want to be her friend. Though she strongly doubted it.

Sure. We can be friends.

Katie knocked on her door then and she looked up to see she had another envelope in her hands. She wordlessly threw it on her bed and she looked at it, noticing it was from Kapuskasing. Realizing then that Cam's family wasn't going to give up anytime soon, she just sighed and looked up at Katie.

"Call Eli. I want him to be here when I open this."

"Okay, I'm here."

Maya looked up to see Eli standing by Katie in the doorway to the living room where she had decided the whole thing should take place. She nodded, and he sat down beside her, while Katie sat on the table in front of her. She took a deep breath and opened it. She pulled out the neatly folded papers and then looking up at Katie, she began to read it out loud.

"Dear Maya,

Have you been getting our past letters? In any case, we just want you to know that even though we've never formally met, we heard a lot about you. Cam talked endlessly about you, every phone call was about something you guys had did, or something you both were going to do for that day. He also occasionally called when you two had a fight, but that's normal for couples. We really felt like we got to know you through his phone calls, and if we ever did formally meet, we would enjoy that very much.

I was just about to send this out, when Justin told me some very interesting news he thought I should know. He said that Cam had told him about your 'special night' and how you guys had taken your relationship to the next level. I have no problem with that, as I knew you two loved each other, but what concerned me was that Justin had said you two were so caught up in the moment you forgot to use protection. Is this true? If so, I'd like to know so we could talk about what to do. Myself, and the entire family included would very much love to be apart of not only your life, but the baby's as well, if you are in fact having one. Let me know as soon as you can so we can discuss what to do.

Now I know this may come as a shock to you, but honestly I don't think anyone has told you about this, because I asked the principal not to, but Cam isn't dead. He is in fact, in a deep coma and has been for the past few weeks. The doctor's aren't sure if he's going to make it or not, but I think it would be best if you came and visited him. I know it'll be hard, but I promise you, it'll be worth it.

Again, I know we don't know each other, nor do you have to speak to me again, but I would really like it if we got the chance to know each other. My number is written below and you can call me anytime you'd like to.

Take Care,

Laura Saunders"

She looked up then, and noticed she had tears in her eyes, but they weren't falling. She blinked them away best she could, and waited for Katie or Eli to say something, anything really.

"You should go visit him." Eli finally spoke. "You have that chance, I would take it, I wouldn't let it pass by."

Maya nodded and then looked over to Katie who was completely silent. She couldn't tell if her sister was pissed off or not, but soon breathed a sigh of relief when Katie abruptly hugged her out of nowhere.

"I hope that letter knocked some sense into you." Katie whispered, pulling away. "You do know what you have to do, Eli is right."

"But Katie, what about—"

"Worry about school later, mom, dad and Mr. Simpson will understand."

"No, I mean what she said." Maya bit her lip and looked down at her stomach. "She wasn't lying about the night Cam and I had together."

"As much as I'm mentally throwing up at the thought of you and Cam having sex, truthfully, I'm glad it was with him and not with Zig." Katie gave her a soft smile. "I know you really loved him and that's all that matters to me. Though I'm a little upset about the no protection thing, but we'll talk about that later."

"Thanks." Maya whispered, "But I don't know if—if I'm pregnant. I mean I think I might be because I missed my period and I've been throwing up, but I'm too scared to find out if I am or not."

"Take my advice," Eli spoke up, "Go find out as soon as you can. Tonight even, and if you want I'll stay here until it's all sorted out."

"Okay." Maya looked down at the letter, her hand was shaking as she read over the words again and then sighed. "You both aren't going to want to hear this…"

"Hear what?" Eli responded and Maya closed her eyes a moment, biting her lip she shook her head.

"I'm not going to see him." She then stood up, and Katie let out a small gasp, not believing she actually said what she said. She exchanged a look with Eli and then they both stood up and went after her.

"What do you mean you're not going to see him?" Katie demanded, "You have to, you do realize that right?"

"Well, technically she doesn't have to," Eli put in, only earning a glare from Katie, "But it's best that you do. It's good for you and it's good for him. It'll also be good for your family as well."

"I don't want to, okay?" Maya snapped and then stormed off towards the stairs, but Katie stopped her once again.

"And why not?" She demanded again, "Give me one damn good reason why you wouldn't take this opportunity. What if you don't go, and he dies, then what happens? Are you going to regret that for the rest of your life?"

"Because I'm scared! Okay? I'm scared to death to go!" Maya put her hands in her hair, trying her hardest not to pull on the strands—a bad habit of hers. "What if he's—I just don't want to see him okay? Can we drop it now?"

"No." Katie argued. "I'm not going to stand by here and watch my sister make a mistake because of a fear. A fear that's barely even reasonable, since I'll be there, and I'm sure Eli would be too if he could make it."

It was silent in between the three of them, before Eli let out a sigh, he looked down, shutting his eyes a moment, before looking back up at the sisters. "I'll go… if you promise me you'll do this."

"You will?" Maya asked quietly and he nodded.

"If you're not ready, we'll get you ready okay?" She nodded, biting her lip again. "But we leave soon."

"How soon?" Maya swallowed hard, dreading the answer.

Eli exchanged a look with Katie, they seemed to silently communicate for a few minutes before he nodded, and turned to the younger girl.

"We leave this weekend."

You probably hate it, since Maya's hooking up with another boy. But that's what's happening in the show, I think. I just honestly believe that after the tragedy, she starts changing into who she becomes because she basically lost her first boyfriend. So, that's why she dresses differently, and basically changes who she is, including hooking up with other guys. That's just my interpretation though.

Also, I have a question. Why did Eli get mad at Clare for saying she loved Jake? Wasn't he with them when they said it to eachother? In the sweat lodge when he helped them get over their argument? That kinda confused me.

A huge thank you to SqueegeeG (sorry if I spelled it wrong), for favoriting, reviewing and following all my stories. And a huge thank you to everyone else who has before. You guys are amazing, no lie. I love all of you.

Next chapter will probably be up tomorrow, count on it. I'm basically finished with it. (A first I know).