Summary: *Takes place 13D in episode Believe Part 1 and so on.* Zig's worst nightmare returns, bringing him news in which could change Zig's life, putting the people he loves in danger. Vince. He has himself in a dark mess, in which can affect his life living at the Matlin's. Little does he know, he's the only one in danger.

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Before you begin reading this story, I want to point a few things out. First, yes. This takes place the end of Season 13, and probably a little bit of season 14 will be mixed in. I don't know. This takes place in "Believe Part 1". Now, I am changing it up a bit. Zig will NOT be helping Zoe out when she wanted to kill herself. That did not take place in this story. Just wanted to point that out :) Also, as you can tell, I am very interested in the whole gang plot, as I heavily used the subject in my first story, "Back For You". I just love this plot, and I'm so excited to see it in 14B. Anyways, this is how I think it should play out, and obviously I do not own Degrassi, although if I did, there would be a lot more Zaya. Duh.

(ZIG'S P.O.V.)

"It's just..." Maya began. But I was hardly listening. My mind was somewhere else. I glanced over at Vince, my worst nightmare. He was standing eagerly at a distance, waiting for my attention. "Would it be weird if Miles and I..."

There it was. 'Miles'. I knew it, I knew she would go back to him. It was always him with her. I had no idea what in hell she saw in him. He was a spoiled rich boy, who probably was only wanting to get back with her to get in her pants.

"You still love him, don't you?" I replied. She nervously smiled at me. It killed me, seeing her go with him, after we had just made out last week. I know it was only to keep me safe, but it still meant something to me. I thought it meant something to her also, but obviously Miles meant more.

"I think so."

"Believe it or not, it is possible to get over Maya Matlin." I lied. Oh, it was totally a lie. It was not possible, as a matter of fact. I was crazy for her. I think I always would be. I hated how I let a girl take that much power over me, but god I couldn't help it.

"Thank you," she smiled, putting her hands on my shoulders. I gave her a shy smile back, watching her walk away over to Miles. She was wearing an "Only Yes Means Yes" shirt, probably for Zoe's trial.

I was brought back to reality when I saw Vince still standing by a yellow school bus only a couple feet away. He looked anxious, as he kept looking around, trying not to make himself noticeable. From what Tiny told me, he hasn't really had a good reputation around Degrassi. I took a deep breath before walking over to him.

"She's pretty, Ziggy." Vince smirked, looking at her walk past us a couple feet away. I turned around and glanced at her, as she wrapped her arm around Miles'. "Is she the reason you've been ignoring my calls?"

"No man, I've just been super busy with family, school..." Vince nodded as I spoke.

"Family, eh?" Vince smirked. "From what I see and hear, you've been staying with pretty Blondie over there," Vince pointed to Maya, who was now farther away, getting into a car with Miles and Frankie.

"Look, I..." I began.

"I don't need the whole background story, all the sexy details Ziggy," Vince laughed. "I'm just here for business."

He reached into his pocket, pulling out a fairly large bag of weed. He smirked.

"Woah, um." I started, itching my forehead. "I don't think I can do that anymore."

"You should've moved the Florida then," he took my hand, putting the bag in it. "No one get's out that easy, trust me."

"I need my men, my workers now more than ever," He stepped closer to me.

"And what happens if I decline?"

Vince laughed. "I think you know." He looked at me, then looked at Maya.

"Woah, okay Maya isn't involved in this, okay?" I snapped.

"She don't have to be, Zig. But if I see you slip, in any way, then we will have a problem. Okay?" He smiled, patting my shoulder. I nervously looked at him, before stuffing the bag of weed into my leather jacket.

"Learn to answer your phone next time, okay?" Vince chuckled, before looking around to make sure his coast was clear. He quickly walked away, leaving me behind the school bus, alone.

(MAYA'S P.O.V.)

I was in the court house with Miles, Frankie and her friends sitting in the same row with us. Frankie was nervous the entire time, biting her nails and messing with her hair. She had already spoken, but she was nervous she would have to again. Miles would often tap her knee, trying to calm her down.

"After this," I whispered to him. "We should go back to your house."

He looked at me, and smirked. He took my hand and interlocked his with mine.

"Sounds like a plan."

The judge began to speak, and Winston was called up. Miles stiffened, which was odd.

"Winston, would you please what is happening in that picture?" the detective asked. It was a picture of Miles and Winston holding Zoe, as she was passed out.

"Uh," his voice shook. "Miles and I are carrying Zoe to the pool house."

I looked at Miles.

"And when you found her she was unconscious?" she asked again. Miles looked nervous, so I squeezed his hand, and smiled at him.

"No she was totally loaded but, she was awake."

"And what was she doing?"

Winston remained silent, and I could tell he was sweating.

"Remember you're under oath, Winston." She sternly pleaded.

"Um," he begun. "She was sitting...on Mile's lap."

I caught my breath, remembering that night. I had left Mile's party upset. We were supposed to have a romantic night, be he had decided a party would've been more fun. I hoped he would run after me, but he didn't Instead, he messed around with Zoe. I removed my hand from his, slowly.

"They were about to start...fooling around when,"

"So if you hadn't interrupted, there is every possibility that it could be Miles Hollingsworth on trial here today and not Luke or Neil,"

I quickly got out of my seat, not being able to hear it anymore. I was sick to my stomach. Never would I have ever thought Miles would do something like that to me when we were together. He had wanted to have sex with Zoe. I could feel him get up behind me, so I sped up.

"Maya," Miles yelled from the hall, trying to run up to catch up to me. There was no one else in that hall. "Maya please just let me explain."

"I'm don't want to hear it." I cried back. He grabbed my arm, spinning me around.

"Maya listen, Winston wasn't supposed to say any of that stuff,"

"So you expected your best friend to lie to a judge for you!? So what, you could have sex with me!?"

"Calm down, Maya! You left that party, I was drunk, I was upset! I-"

"No, we had a fight Miles!" I screamed. "And that doesn't mean you have to hook up with Zoe!"

"You-" he yelled, grabbing my arm. I got out of his grasp. "You abandoned me! I needed you!"

"You needed me," I repeated, laughing. "Right, how I am supposed to believe any shit coming out of your mouth right now!" I hit his shoulder hard, causing him to jerk back.

"So that's it, you're leaving me again."

"I can't wait around anymore," I yelled, hitting his shoulders. "Waiting for you to change, I can't keep picking up the freaking pieces after every time you freak out!"

"Don't do this!" He yelled, grabbing both of my arms tightly. "Don't leave me again."

"Let go of me, Miles." I cried, trying to break free. He only tightened his grip, causing me to wince in pain.

"You're hurting me, Miles!" I cried, and he instantly let go, looking at me.

"Maya, please." He begged. I grabbed my arm, shaking my head at him.

"No, I'm done." I whispered. I slowly backed up from him, and then walked out of the front doors.

(ZIG'S P.O.V.)

After my talk with Vince, I decided to hang out with Tiny at our usual hang out, outside of Degrassi grounds. We hung out with Max, one of our close buddies. It was around 6 P.M. when I figured I should get back to the Matlins. Ms. Matlin was probably at her physical therapy, and Maya was probably home.

I was at the front door when I realized that Miles might be inside. Maya was pretty content about being with Miles again, making me sick to my stomach. I promised myself I would keep my cool, although nothing in this world would ever make me like Miles Hollingsworth.

I walked inside, taking my jacket off. I found Maya in the kitchen, her back faced towards me. She was holding on to her arm, and I could her her sniffling.

"Hey," I said, resting my jacket on the counter. She quickly whipped her face, turning around. She looked like she had been crying.

"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked, walking over to her. Her eyes were red and puffy.

"Miles and I are done." She sniffled, still holding onto her arm. She looked so sad, so hurt.

"What happened?"

She remained silent for a second. "Miles almost hooked up with Zoe the night of her assault, after him and I had gotten into a fight," she said in a low voice, leaning against the counter.

"Seriously?"

"Mhm," she moved her bangs that kept going in her face.

"I'm sorry," I replied. I didn't know what else to say. I wasn't surprised, I hated Miles. "I knew this would happen, I knew he would hurt you again."

"Yeah well, we are officially done." She said. "I'm done with him."

"Well good, because you deserve better."

She managed to put a smile on her face. "You're always saying that. You always know what's best for me."

"Because it's true," I said. "You deserve better than some spoiled rich boy, who probably cares more about his car and clothes than any other person."

She giggled, and I noticed she grabbed her left arm again.

"What happened?" I asked.

"Hm?"

"With your arm," I pointed to her left arm. "I notice you keep grabbing it."

"Oh," she quickly replied, removing her hand from it. "It's nothing, I just bumped it into a door, that's all."

"You know, if you want me to talk to Miles," I hit my fist to my hand. "I could you know, give him a talk, man to man if you want me to."

She laughed. I loved her laugh. "I'll let you know, alright?"

I laughed back at her. She then went upstairs, probably to her room. I stayed in the kitchen, going over to my jacket where the weed was. I had to find somewhere to put it - no, I had to sell it before it smelled up the house. If Ms. Matlin ever knew I was selling, or even talking to the gang again, I would most likely be kicked out.

My phone buzzed in my back pocket.

It was Vince.

"Hello?"

"Zig," Vince said over the phone. "I'm going to need the money by tomorrow night, okay?"

"Vince..."

"No, Zig. Tomorrow night." He sternly replied. Before I could say more, he hung up.

Well shit, I thought to myself. It had been a while since I had sold for him, that I hardly remembered how to do it. Who to sell it to. I had my work cut out for me.

OK, so I just want to say this before I finish this. I know this looks a lot like the plot from "Back For You", but I have a much different idea than what that story portrayed. This is a totally different story, with a totally different plot. I just wanted to get things going in this chapter, get the general plot started.

So, how did you like it!? Please, if you have any suggestions or requests, please feel free to let me know in the Reviews or in my Private Messages.

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