Disclaimer: I don't own anything… sadly…

AN: So, this is my first Rizzles fanfic ever. It is also the first m rated one I write. I am also new into the Rizzles fandom, so please be kind.

Enjoy! : )

Jane Rizzoli was a tall brunette girl at the age 16. She lived with her dad, her mom died when she was only five years old. To the outside world Jane was a happy kid with a loving dad who could afford a lot of luxury.

but what went on behind the closed doors of that house was everything except the life everyone thought she had. Jane Rizzoli was keeping her life a secret to everyone.

The teacher opened the class room door and the teenagers shuffled slowly through the door. Everyone took their usual spot, that meant that Jane was sitting alone next to the window.

She sat down with a sigh and opened her bag, she let her books fall on the table. She opened her books and settled against the warm heating, staring out the window to the white streets of New York.

Miss Brook tapped the blackboard to get the class' attention. Just as she wanted to start the lesson the door flew open. A girl with almost gold hair, which was a bit ruffled by the wind, looking inside the

"Sorry I'm late, couldn't find the class room." She said a bit out of breath.

"No problem, you're the new girl?" Miss Brook pulled her into the class room.

The new girl nodded.

"Well, introduce yourself." Miss Brook sat down at her desk and the girl was left alone in front of the class.

"Hello there, I am Maura Isles. I'm from Boston but we moved here because of my mom's work. I'm 16 years old." Maura didn't seemed to have any problems to talk in front of a big group of people.

"Choose a place to sit, it will be permanent until the next holiday." Miss Brook made her way back to the blackboard again.

Maura nodded, her curls waving around her shoulders. She looked around the class, most of the tables were full, except the one where the brunette girl was sitting.

Maura walked to Jane, who was still staring at the street. When Maura sat down the girl was pulled out of her deep thoughts and Maura saw her jump a little.

Miss Brook started to talk about some complicated formulas but Jane couldn't tear her eye away from the new Girl.

'Why is she sitting here? Who is she?' Jane bit her lip to hide her excitement to have someone sitting next to her, she was used to sit alone but it was kind of boring. There was no one to laugh with or talk to, it had always been 'The lonely Jane' as she heard some whisper.

Maura could tell that the brunette was a lonely girl and maybe she wanted it to stay like that. She didn't know for sure but instead waited until she would say something.

"Hello?" Jane whispered to Maura.

Maura turned to her and smiled, "Hi."

Jane smiled back at her and asked, "Who are you?"

Maura snorted softly, "You weren't paying attention were you?"

Jane shook her head and rested her head on her hand.

"I am Maura Isles. From Boston, recently moved to New York because of mom's work, 16 years old." Maura stated quickly, "And who are you?"

"I'm Jane Rizzoli, 16, live with my dad. That is it." Jane whispered.

"Nice to meet you Jane."

"Likewise, Maura Isles."

While the lesson went on, they were talking about their lives. Mostly Maura's life, Jane didn't share hers.

At the break they sat together at a table, for the first time in years Jane had a friend. She hoped she had a friend, she only knew Maura for three hours, although it seemed like they knew each other for a life time.

The day continued like that, talking, break, talking. But when the school day began at his end, Jane got more nervous. She had to go home, she was expected there, he was expecting her.

When the bell rang and Jane had gathered her books she was already thinking of a way to get home a bit later. Even if it was just a minute. Together Maura an Jane walked through the school to their lockers. When they had protected themselves against the cold of the winter air they left the school.

"I had a nice day Maura." Jane confessed.

Maura smiled "Me too, Jane."

"See you tomorrow?"

"Diffidently." Maura smiled a last time and then they both went their own way.

'Maura is different, she doesn't care that I am hideous. And that perfect smile of hers…' Jane stopped walking for a second, where came that thought from? She shook her head and walked further through the snow.

The snow was creaking under her shoes, more white snowflakes were falling down from the sky. Jane always loved snow, it was so pure, so carefree flying around in freedom. Jane wished she was a snowflake, then she was saved from this hell she was currently in.

Opening the door of the apartment which she called her home she was greeted by warm air. She threw her bag to the corner of the little hall and untied her shoes.

"There you are." She heard his voice and froze, "What took you so long?"

Ow how she hated his voice, filled with sarcasm and anger, "Sorry, the snow." She growled back at him and walked to the kitchen, hoping to avoid him.

Of course she should have known better. He was standing there with a cup of hot chocolate, "For my dear Janie." He said with a smile and handed her the cup.

She gave him a fake smile and sipped it. She had to retain herself from spitting it all over the floor. It wasn't made correctly, it was not drinkable. She placed it down on the table and again smiled.

"Thanks dad, but I need to study. I have a test tomorrow." She quickly made up an excuse to escape. She grabbed her bag and hang it over her shoulder. The colorful flower print was completely different from Jane's style, it was just as hideous as herself. But she had to use it, it had been a gift from her dad for Christmas last year.

When she turned he stood there right in front of her, "What did I just see?" he asked angrily.

Jane had no idea what he was talking about so she shook her head in a no.

He shook his head disapproving, "Janie, Janie, Janie… Can't you leave the chocolate bars alone?" he said and his hands were around her waist before she knew it. He took the foil of the candy bar from her back pocket with one hand and brought it up to their faces, his other arm keeping her close.

"Hadn't I told you that these make you fat. And you are already, so I don't approve it when you eat one. I need a thin Janie, not a fat one. I can't save your face, nor can I make it pretty. I don't want a fat and ugly Janie. A thin and ugly Janie is hardly bearable." With that he threw the foil back over his shoulder.

Shit, she had gotten that candy bar from Maura. She hadn't had one in years, so after Maura had eaten a few bites she asked if she could taste too. She had gotten a whole bar. That will never happen again.

"I… I'm sorry dad, there was a new girl who gave everyone a candy bar." She hoped he would believer her lie.

"Then you decline like I told you."

Jane nodded, "I will next time dad."

"Now go study." He leaned down and kissed her right on the lips.

Jane wanted to push him away, smack him in the head, beat his balls off. If she wouldn't obey, she didn't know how she will survive.

When he broke away Jane slipped out of his embrace and quickly walked to her room. She sat down on her bed just as her phone beeped. She took her phone out of her bag and swiped with her finger over the screen. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw it was from Maura.

'Hey Jane, I was wondering if you could help me tomorrow. I need to buy some vegetables for Bass.'

Jane smiled and replied, 'Sure, I need to buy some dog food too. And who is Bass?'

After a few minutes she got another text, 'You have a dog? And Bass is my tortoise.'

Speaking of dog, where is Joe? She opened the bathroom door and a ball of fur ran out. Jane laughed and sat down on her bed again. She took her dog on her lap and stroke the long curls.

She made a picture of her and Joe and send it to Maura 'Say hello to Joe Friday.'

'Hello Joe Friday, wanna be friends with Bass?' Jane read and opened the pic, Maura was sitting next to a turtle, smiling at the camera.

'That's a really adorable turtle you got there.' Jane replied, she couldn't stop looking at the picture, that smile…

'Tortoise, Jane.'

'Whatever, have to study. See you tomorrow Maura.'

'See you tomorrow.'

Jane took her books and settled down on her bed with Joe safely curled up against her.

After a few hours studying here door opened slowly. "Janie? You cold?"

"No."

"I am, can you warm me up?"

If she would say no, she would come to school with a blue eye tomorrow so she nodded. She put Joe back down on the ground and her father laid down beside her. She pretended to study but his hand was on her thigh, a bit too high.

She swallowed hard, she knew what was coming next. When she felt his lips on her neck, she closed her eyes to retain herself from hitting his face. He took the book from her hands and threw it to the other side of the room.

He pushed her down on her bed, his hands were now busy lifting her sweater. Her heart was beating fast, it always did when he was around. He pulled her sweater over her head and tossed it away.

He kissed his way lower and puller her tank top over her head too, quickly unclasping her bra. Her top part was exposed to him and she felt vulnerable.

Before she knew it she was completely naked, so was he. She felt every part of him on her body. His breathing was loud and fast.

Jane closed her eyes, thinking about school, being there with Maura. It always helped to think of something else, it made it easier for her.

She felt him pushing inside her, his moan filling the room. He moved fast and hard, and she couldn't stop herself from pushing him away softly. He growled angrily. She didn't see his fist coming, but when it hit her stomach she curled up. Which caused him to moan again. She felt another punch on her face, then the lights went out.

She woke up in her own bed, her head pounding. She swung her legs out the bed. As she walked by the mirror on her closet door she stopped. A thick and ugly Janie, she heard him saying. She took her skin between two fingers, not looking at her face but only at her body.

'I'm so fat and ugly…' Jane thought and walked to the bathroom. Walking was hard, she was sore and her chest was hurting. In the bathroom she stepped into the shower, turning the water on. The warm water was sliding down her body. She looked down at her ribs, there was a beautiful blue and purple bruised area.

After her shower she brushed her teeth, not looking in the mirror. When she had used the toilet and went to wash her hands she saw herself. She also had a bruised area covering her eye. Tomorrow will be another hell.

Review? Should I continue or is this too much…?