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"Please don't shoot." The girls' breath hitched, her hands in the air as she begged him not to fire.
"Maya?" Lucas looked shocked.
"Lucas?" Maya walked slowly towards him "is that really you, I thought you'd died, you disappeared all those years ago and I thought you died, how the hell are you standing here?!" She pushed her hands forcefully into his chest before hitting him with her clutch bag.
"Maya, we need to go." Lucas warned her, ignoring her small outburst of violence which he had to admit, she was entitled to. He left her, he left all of them, he just vanished from existence, but he promised HER that none of them were going anywhere and then he just let her think he was dead.
Although, it wasn't just anger he saw in those icy blue eyes of hers, it was also sadness, a sorrow stronger than anything he had ever seen in anyone before, if he found out someone had hurt her, he would kill them, but what if they were already dead.
Quickly, he shot past her to the window behind them.
As the glass shattered into smithereens, Lucas threw a rope he found, in the janitors closet opposite, out the window, tying it to a steel light fitting on the side of the wall. But as Maya watched the shards fall to the floor, she felt like she was back there, back trying to break her way through that glass, punching and punching until it caved in, her last ounce of energy used.
"Please, help me, please, I'm trapped, help me!" Maya screamed, banging repeatedly on the window.
Suddenly, a man jumped in, swimming into the icy depths that were quickly submerging the vehicle "Please, let me out!" She shouted, her vision becoming hazy as she succumbed to the darkness that was her head injury.
Her air pocket slowly filling up, watching as the man looked for something to smash the window with "Use the headrest." He mouthed under the water, gesturing to pull Katy's headrest off the seat.
Quickly Maya held her breath, her head now under the water as she pulled it off of Katy's seat with the little strength she had left, the water was cold and it was absorbing her energy, not to mention the lack of oxygen left. Maya smashed the metal spikes at the bottom of the headrest against the window until it smashed, splinters of glass entering her hands as she pushed the cracked frame through, her last moment of consciousness fading out.
"Maya, are you coming, or what?" Lucas called her back to reality, holding tightly onto the rope "it's secure so you just need to hold on and slide down," He explained "just be careful you don't burn your hands."
Maya chuckled softly, unzipping her clutch and pulling out a pair of gloves "This isn't my first rodeo, cowboy." she patted his shoulder mockingly, gripping a hold of the rope and sliding down onto the street below with ease "you coming or what?" She mocked his previous statements "oh, and mind your hands on the way down wont you."
"You don't have to mock me, you know, I did just save your life." He sighed
"No, I saved my own life," she corrected him "I haven't needed you for a long time, Ranger Rick." Maya joked, although there seemed to be some truth to it.
Maya was sorting out her boyfriend's stuff when she came across a small black book. Curiosity getting the best of her, she opened it, instantly she dropped it again, gasping loudly in surprise as she saw a picture of her late step-father and a big red cross drawn across it.
"Maya, are you okay?" He came out into the living room "where did you find that?" He asked slowly, noticing the small black book in the girl's hand.
"You killed them, didn't you?" Maya asked tearfully.
"Maya, I."
"Answer me!" She demanded "All this time I blamed myself for their deaths, when it was you. You cut the brakes?"
"Maya, it's not what you think, I swear, it's much more complicated than that, I'm not just some cold-blooded murderer, I swear, please, you gotta believe me." He begged.
"Why? Why should I believe anything you say?"
"I saved your life, you would have drowned if I hadn't have dived in."
"I wish you had let me drown."
"No, Maya, baby, you don't mean that, I know you don't." He walked up to give her a hug
"No!" Maya screamed, pushing her hands into his chest as she shoved him away from her "You ruined my life, I hate you, leave me alone!" She cried, anger and rage and hate and sadness all bursting together inside her.
"Maya, I swear, it's not what it seems, it went wrong, I swear, I was gonna save your mom as well but she was dead before I even got there."
"You're lying!" Maya shook her head vigorously, tears running down her cheeks as she cried uncontrollably.
"I'm not, I swear."
"You killed them." Maya's breathing was heavy "you ruined my entire life in one day and nothing can ever make that better." Maya cried, grabbing a handgun she had only just now noticed was sticking out his briefcase.
"Maya, what are you doing?" He asked, his hands up in the air "Please, please baby, don't go down this road, you're better than this, you're better than me." He begged.
"Just answer me one thing." Maya stared at him, her eyes glazed as she held the gun up to him "Where's Lucas?"
"What?" He looked genuinely confused "Who are you talking about?"
"Lucas." Maya clarified "y'know, the guy that went missing like one month before my parents died, I know you had something to do with it, what did you do?"
"I swear, please, I'm saying this for your own good, Baby, you don't want to be involved in this mess, just put the gun down." He begged, trying to talk her out of it.
"Why should you live?" Maya asked tearfully "They didn't get to."
"I don't care if I die, I'm not talking about myself, I couldn't care less if I died, I deserve to die, but please, you have no idea what you'll be getting into if you pull that trigger, I don't want you to die." He shook his head with sorrow.
"What are you talking about?" Maya walked closer to him, her hand still wrapped around the gun.
"Listen, you can run, get out of here, keep your art gallery, you'll never have to see me again, just, please." He begged one final time "Don't pull that trigger, it will ruin your life." He told her slowly.
"My life is already ruined because of you." Her eyes softened, tears trailing down her cheeks and dripping onto the barrel as she gripped the trigger and let go, shooting him right in the head in less than one second flat.
"Come on." Lucas whispered, hearing Biggs from above them already searching for Maya after hearing the gunshot.
Grabbing her hand, he ran her back to his motel room just around the corner from the art gallery.
Maya was completely silent the whole walk there. She thought that part of her life was over with, she thought she had forgotten all about Lucas, Riley and Farkle, but they were all still there, as soon as she saw Lucas' face she remembered just how much she missed them.
"Lucas?" Maya stared at him as he locked the motel door behind them, noticing the burns on the palms of his hands from the rope.
"It's okay," he walked over to her, "you'll be safe here."
"Where did you go?" She asked, holding back the tears "You left in Sophomore year, we all thought you'd died, where did you go?"
"It doesn't matter," Lucas shrugged "but I see you've moved on." He gestured to her neat bump. "When's it due?" He asked softly.
"Relax." She chuckled, standing up and unzipping her black dress as she revealed a bullet proof jacket and a cushion "I'm not pregnant."
"Then, why?" Lucas looked a little confused, but mostly relieved.
"Come on, Huckleberry. Do you seriously see me as the caring mother type, that's Riley, not me." She said sadly, chucking the jacket and cushion on the bed before quickly grabbing a robe from the closet to throw over her underwear.
"Yeah," Lucas smiled "actually I do, but I'm glad you're not." He told her honestly, slightly aroused by her suddenly just showing him her underwear before she quickly tied up the robe, "Anyway," he changed the subject, a little embarrassed "how have Riley and Farkle been doing, when I left they were dating, are they still together?"
"I don't know." Maya shrugged, remembering her brunette friend, maybe she did have children now, maybe they were Farkle's and she had lots of little genius' running around just like Farkle always wanted, who knows? "I haven't seen them in a while."
"What, why not?" Lucas gasped in shock "You two are best friends."
"I just haven't. Okay?" Maya snapped defensively, sitting on the end of the bed, a single tear falling down her face and onto her perfectly polished friendship ring.
"Maya," Lucas knelt down in front of her, noticing she was upset "what's happened, what's wrong?" It was amazing how after all those years, Lucas could still read Maya Penelope Hart like a book, no one else could, even Riley tried and failed, but Lucas just seemed to get her; that was one of the many reasons she fell for him.
"Nothing." Maya wiped her eyes, walking to the motel window as she watched random strangers walking through the street.
Lucas accepted that she didn't want to talk and so left her alone, although once he turned his back, she showed a side of herself to him that he hadn't seen before, he would have known if he'd have seen this side of her because he would have remembered, he was used to the sarcastic, rebellious Maya, that had a vulnerability inside however hated to show it. But this wasn't the girl he left 5 years ago, she was upset, and holding something back from him.
Maya ran to him, tears in her eyes as she wrapped her arms around his chest, crying into his scratchy jacket; but she didn't care, she was just glad to see Lucas again "Where did you go, Lucas?" She sobbed "Everything fell apart when you left, everything, I'm all alone." She cried.
"Hey," Lucas whispered soothingly, stroking her blonde waves "what do you mean you're alone?"
"Everyone's gone, first my mom and Shawn, then Mr Matthews, and finally Riley and Farkle, I'm all alone." Maya's glassy eyes suddenly hardened "And then you suddenly show up tonight to kill me? She raised her voice, stepping back from his embrace as she wiped away some of her tears, smudging her mascara in the process.
"Do you know how that makes me feel, the guy I liked, the guy I thought was dead, shows up after 5 fucking years to MY art show with a gun pointed at my head?"
"I'm sorry." Was all Lucas could muster.
"Sorry?" Maya was speechless "That's all you're gonna say, sorry, do you have any idea what you put me through, what you put all of us through?!"
Lucas just stared at her, overwhelmed by the cauldron of negative emotions that had been bubbling up inside her all these years, he could see it in her eyes. How was it possible for such a tiny human being such as Maya Hart to keep all that emotion inside herself for so long? And what was so bad that she couldn't tell him?"
"Do you know, Lucas, I actually grieved for you, WE grieved for you, Riley got depressed for goodness sake, and all this time you were working with them? You were working with the people that have been trying to kill me for the past 3 years."
"I didn't know, I swear." Lucas begged her to calm down "I thought, well, I don't really know what I thought, I just…." He cut himself off, unsure what to say.
"Did you even think about any of us once in the time that you've been away?" Maya returned to her spot at the window, staring out into the darkness as she forced herself not to look at him.
"Yes I did, of course I did," he told her honestly, slowly walking up to her.
"Stay where you are." She said flatly, her fists clenching and then slowly unclenching again as he began to move away. Lucas stopped in his tracks, making his way back to a chair he had been sat on.
"I thought about you all everyday," he continued, fiddling with a stray pen he found lying on the desk "I've been wondering how you and Riley have been doing, if you got into art school or not, if Riley wrote that book she always said she'd write."
"You really want to know what we've been doing?" Maya took a deep breath, turning back around to face him as she held out her hand, counting the amount of people she had lost in just 5 short years "Fine, I'll tell you, Shawn's dead, my mom's dead, Mr Matthews hates me and blames me for their deaths, I pushed Riley away when your stupid hit men started coming after me, and then of course, Farkle, the brainiac of the group, tried to figure everything out so I pushed him away too for his own good." She listed, putting a finger down every time she listed someone.
"I've lost EVERYONE because of you, I know they would have come after Riley if I hadn't have left her, I had no choice." She broke down, her back slowly trailing down the wall as she fell to the floor, her knees hugged tight to her chest.
Author Note: Hey guys, so finally, chapter 2, a bit longer than chapter 1, I have to say. Was it worth the wait do you think? And what happened in Maya's past?
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