He wasn't oblivious. He definitely knows that there's something wrong with Maya. He could ask Zay many questions but he just won't answer him and it was really starting to piss him off!.

Lucas unlocked the door with his house keys and greeted his mom who was making some dinner in the kitchen.

"Hey, mama." he greeted her before giving her a small kiss on her cheek.

"You're a little late than usual, Are you alright?" She asked worriedly. He shook his head.

"Yes mama, I'm fine. It's just that Maya's still acting weird. Today she zoned out and stared at me almost looking horrified," He sighed frustrated. Mrs. Friar stopped what she was doing and looked at her son warily.

"and I know Zay knows something about her but he won't tell me anything at all either." He walked over to the couch and sat down with a groan. This was too much.

"Well, Have you tried talking to her about it?" She sat down next to him.

"I was about to, but Zay stopped me. I'm really worried about her, Mama. Somehow I feel like this has to do with me because she's been doing nothing but ignore me. She hasn't called me anything 'insulting' in about two months!" he said exasperated.

"I thought you didn't like it when she called you them dumb nicknames?" She raised an eyebrow.

"I mean yeah, I did, I do but that was like... our thing. It's hard to explain mama but at least if she called me something I'd know that she was comfortable with me or something." He groaned in frustration and threw himself on the couch.

Mrs. Friar bit her lip. She knows why he's being ignored, she wanted to tell him. She's been wanting to for a while now but it's just not the right time. Maybe it's not the reason Maya's not talking to him, but what else could there be.

"Luc-" She started. However she really couldn't answer him. As much as she wanted to, she felt it was for his own good. He watched her cautiously, waiting to hear her response.

"Honey, from what you're telling me, Maya has been having a rough two months it seems." She sighed.

She might as well come out and say it. He's obviously very worried about her. It warmed her heart that her son had such a strong bond to the blonde beauty as what he likes to call her sometimes. Not turning out to be like her husband, shudders at the thought. Thank heavens I finally left that man. Thank heavens he's in Texas too. No where near where he could reach her and Lucas. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"Lucas, you remember how your father was a very abusive man" Lucas grit his teeth.

"How could I not!, He was abusive to you, Vanessa and Bella" He got up and practically shouted. He was already built up with anger with the mention of his father.

"Yes, yes..." She trailed off. "Well two months ago when your father came down to visit. He well...uhm..." Mrs. Friar hesitated. She felt like she didn't want to tell him anymore now. She couldn't, it wasn't her place to. What if the blonde didn't want him to know.

"Is..." Lucas looked at her almost uneasy. "Is there something you're not telling me?"

Mrs. Friar couldn't look at him and give him an answer. She knew what the result would be. He would be even more heartbroken and disconsolate. But she still didn't want to lie, so she nodded her head.

Lucas threw his hands up annoyed.

"How could you possibly know whats wrong with Maya now, huh? It isn't fair that Zay knows something and you know something while Riley, Farkle and I are just confused as ever!" He was very annoyed. He walked towards the door, leaving his mom to sit there guilty.

"I'm going to May's bakery. If Maya's there then I won't be back anytime soon." Was the last thing she heard him say before he walked out.

He was slightly furious. He was going to head to the bakery, even if Maya wasn't there he's still going to get answers from her Aunt.

"I've had enough with this secretive shit" his hand balled into a fist.

He rushed through everyone in his way. Flipping off any man yelling at him saying rude shit he could care less about. He's not going to waste his time with what they have to say when he could be hearing from Maya and possibly her aunt about this crazy mess going on.

Maya sat in her room on her stool. Music played through her speaker as she painted on the canvas. She felt that it would take her mind off of things. She had much time to think after eating, It surely helped. Then it was happening again. The painting was heading to a road she didn't want to continue driving down so she stopped and headed for the shower, feeling that it would help her feel fresh and renewed. She grabbed her speaker to bring it with her in the bathroom.

Music does help calm the soul. She softly hummed along to music, feeling content as she washed her skin with soap. Thinking that she'll wash her hair too as an extra added bonus. Using her favorite shampoo scent. Strawberry honey smells delightful and she'd argue that with anyone.

After the shower she got dressed. Dried her hair the best she could before turning the music off and headed downstairs to Aunt May.

"Yes she's doing well! She's definitely eating more." May said through the phone. Maya furrowed her eyebrows. Who was she talking to?. She stayed by the stairs listening for more.

"Although, she's still been having those little panic attacks. Whenever she gets a flashback of two months ago." Maya rolled her eyes, I wonder who she could possibly be talking about.

"She's been doing well in school though as well as being more productive rather than stay in her room and paint all day." May snorted at the joke that the other one on the line made.

Maya never liked when people talked about her. It was something her mom always did, embarrassing her in the process.

"Yeah, yeah we all know how that goes." May chuckled.

"Zay and Owen are the only people she's talking to most of the time now. Riley and Farkle came in a few times a week asking how she's been doing. Apparently she's pretty distant at school, always lost in thought or looking into space."

Maya bit her lip. That was her fault. She decided it was best to just stay quiet and not project all her personal emotions into the group. She didn't want all the attention on her whatsoever but it was getting harder to focus whenever she was around them.

"I don't know if it's because she's shaken up over whats happened or she just really feels out of place without you" Maya had to admit, to say she's only shaken up about it was an understatement. It really did change her life and how she viewed people after all. The damage had been done.

"Listen, Katy..." Maya's face went pale.

May was talking to her mother. So her mom isn't dead! Where the hell is she! Maya wanted to come out there and demand her Aunt for questions but she fought against it and stayed where she was.

"I know you think it's best for Maya to stay with me, but she really really misses you. Even if she doesn't show it, I know she misses you. You need to come back here." May said.

Maya couldn't help but tear up a little. Her mom is alive. He hadn't killed her while she was locked in the closet. She was alive and hopefully well. Maya never felt so relieved in her life.

"Ok, well I'll let her know. Goodnight, be safe" May said before hanging up.

"You can come out now Maya you don't need to act all secretive" May chuckled.

Maya came from the stairs. Not really surprised that she knew she was down here. She was a little loud.

"I didn't mean to ease drop on ya, sorry." Maya took a seat next to her.

"It's ok kiddo, I kinda figured you would come down and hear me talking to Katy anyway."

Maya smiled. "Shawn used to call me that a lot, kiddo." She looked up at May.

"Soooo, my mom. She's alive?" Maya questioned. May gave her a genuine smile.

"Maya, she was never dead. She just... isn't around anymore. But I have a feeling that she's still with him somewhere. She sent you here so that you could be safe with me." she put her arm around Maya and gave a light squeeze.

"She told me that she misses you just as much as you miss her. She never wanted it to be that way for you so she wanted me to watch over you. Where hopefully he can never find you again." Maya leaned her head on her aunt's shoulder.

"Thank you, Aunt May." Was all she could say. The two sat in comfortable silence while music on the radio played. May went off to go clean some tables when the door suddenly bust open and the two were met with the tall green eyed Texan.

"Maya, I know you're not ok. Something's happened to you. Zay knows it, my mom knows it and I want answers now" Lucas demanded, looked into Maya's eyes.

The two young women stood wide eyed at the unexpected desk. May walked over to Maya at a loss for words.

"Is that-"

Maya sighed, nodding. "Yeah. It is"