Hey babies!

Yes I'm posting early! I felt you guys deserved a little treat considering how long the story was on hold.

But anyway! I got some complaints on the lack of Joshaya. Not wanting to dissapoint, this is a little gift to those just itching for Joshaya fluff. Remember though Maya still hasn't made her choice so dont be too sure who truly holds her heart.

Also, it was brought to my attention that I should warn you all this story is a pretty slow burn. Really expierencing Mayas turmoil and Josh's growth on the topic of loving others is going to take a while.

Anyhow! I really hope you all enjoy and comment. Let me know what you think. Your comments really give me some good ideas and a lot of motivation to keep posting. :D

Thats all for now, Lovelies. Enjoy!

~Geni

I dont own Girl meets world or any of their characters.


Chapter 10: So Much Worse

Maya's POV

It took every molecule within my body from bringing his ridiculously dopey smile down to my eager lips. The last two hours were the most comfortable I have been near Josh since before high school. By the time I realized how deeply my devotion for Josh had ran, the optimistic and childlike carelessness living in all my actions grew to be something more stress inducing. Had manifested into a butterfly rousing mess of nerves. Resulting in embarrassing lapses of non-badass behavior.

The last two hours had been nothing like I imagined. Before leaving the apartment, Corey had stopped me by the door. Lowly so the others wouldn't hear the older Mathews brother warned me of Josh's' plan. Admitting he was the one who'd given the information. He apologized and swept a gentle kiss to my forehead promising to come up with something to spare me if I felt it was necessary.

"Its okay,Core. Thanks for warning me."

I had found myself smiling genuinely as I shook me head. Letting him know I wasn't angry with him. Giving a quick wave and promising to let him know if we needed him.

It never refrained from shocking me how utterly lucky I was for having this family. Setting my shoulders I ran after the group, determined to keep things as civil as possible between Josh and I. We had agreed in being friends. So I was determined to be as friendly as the fucking Cat in The Hat! Oh yeah, I was border lining puke worthy niceness.

"Everything alright?" Zays easy voice said, wrapping a heavy arm across my shoulder.

"Yeah" It was probably best if he didn't know about Josh for as long as was humanly possible. It was much more difficult to create a scene in a public park than in your parking lot.

Sending a silent prayer to whatever God was willing to listen we left for Coney Island.

Saying I was less than excited to go was the understatement of the century. Unlike most of my friends I detested rollercoaster and heights and freaky fun houses with their killer clowns. It made me antsy, yet I was resigned. Just ready to let the misery have me. Once again, I wasn't expecting the turn the evening had in store for me.

Among the assortment of worst case scenarios that had plagued my mind on our train ride from Manhattan to Brooklyn, including but not limited to the very possible diegesis of Josh being bitten by a radioactive mosquito and soaring through the sky's of New York to zap me with his heat vision. Why a mosquito would have heat vision is beyond me. Guess I was just preparing for every possible outcome.

The only one I hadn't anticipated was how simple it was to be with Josh. Undramatic and smooth.

Almost as if I could feel his eyes on me, I knew he saw us when we arrived at CI, subtly scanning the entrance I looked for the tousled brown hair and hazel eyes among a sea of carless couples and children.

"I can't believe you're wearing a graphic T-shirt on a triple date, Maya." Ava muttered- not for the first time-disapprovingly. Smirking, I held myself taller, knowing I looked good. Rocking Supernatural merch and nicely fitted ripped jeans. Ora screaming 'I don't give a damn' just as I liked it

Sticking my tongue out I ignored her. Too...too excited? No. Not excited. Just anxious. Yeah. Yeah, I was just anxious. We had agreed to be friends for the sake of the family. Though, i also suspected perhaps this mediated agreement was for the heart kept protected by layers upon layers of concrete and scrap metal. Hidden and shielded away, it still somehow made me do crazy thing. Willing to take whatever Josh was willing to give if not just to have him in my life at all.

As long he kept all this 'I always loved you' nonsense out of the equation their would be no more suffering on my part...For the most part anyway.

Maintaining courteous pleasantries, our family avoided a rift and my selfish heart got to have Josh in the only significant way that eluded destroying whatever was left. What could possibly go wrong?

Everyone made way in search for the oldest ride this death factory had to offer before I migrated towards the Funnel cake stand.

Now I'm excited.

And like the child I am I practically skipped towards all the sugar suley determined to induce type two diabetes. But I didn't care. If I was going to spend countless hours probably not enjoying myself I might as well be on a sugar high as I do it.

I felt him near well before he walk up. Warm eyes nervous yet hopeful. For what, I'm not sure.

I schooled my features into looking indifferent. Watching in well hidden amusement how nervous I made him. I loved how nervous I made him.

I knew I should still be angry. Should act cold and distant. Logically I knew he didn't deserve my tolerance or my forgiveness.

But he smiled at me. And I was a goner.

"I never would've thought you to be a fangirl,Hart" Towering over me Josh lead us towards the selection of carnival games.

The better part of an hour was dedicated to my completely justified obsession with the true love! Between Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes. As well as every current fan theory plaguing the impending season thirteen of Supernatural.

Surely, Josh had no idea what I was talking about. Probably thought I was insane. It reminded me of all the afternoons and school vacations Josh spent countless hours playing board games with Riley and I in grade school. Watching doubled over and gasping for air as we put on Topanga's heels performing concerts and makeshift talent shows.

"There is so much you've missed, Matthews. You think I was a badass before? You've got no idea what I'm cable of" I giggled… Wait. Giggled? Very Badass,Maya. Get a hold on yourself. This isn't a date this is a friendly get together. Better yet its an ambush, no one invited him!

"Yes because your admission of producing copious amounts of fan art is majorly badass."

"Damn straight!" Josh grinned down at me. Letting the silence blanket the air around us.

Standing there beaming effortlessly I couldn't remember the pain.

Although we were both clearly dodging the topic of Zay and the relationship that didn't exist between us, I distracted my turmoil with the constant brushing of Josh's hand against mine.

"C'mon let's get your ass kicked at basketball" Finally, almost as if a sigh ran through my body his big warm hand laced through mine. Pulling me towards a gangly looking teen with skin problems.

"Hey,buddy. For two please."Josh places a couple bills on the plastic counter. I tried not being disappointed by the sudden coldness in my hand.

"You don't-"

"I'm not paying because you're a woman. I'm well aware you're more than capable of paying but I plan on demolishing your ass so I might as well compensate for your embarrassment" Deep pink lips taunted me. Corners of my mouth tugging into a crooked smile I flipped him off.

"Fine!"

The teen pulled a lever releasing four poorly blown basketballs to both of our sections.

A glowing orange and white backboard lit up with what looks like Christmas players side protected by a thin layer of black matching scores blinking in red: |00|. |00|. mocked me.

"Ready?"

"This isn't fair y'know." Shifting my hands ro my hips. "Your like a thousand feet tall. How is little ole me supposed to do this." Without breaking eye contact he tosses the orange ball towards the basket.

Swish!

Ding!

03 Flashes brightly. The ball rolls back toward the pile while the black netting dances with his victory.

With a booming laugh he flashes his perfectly white teeth at me.

"Why are you glaring at me like that?"

"I'm hoping you'll spontaneously burst into flames" I joke. The kid behind the counter snickers loudly and I shine with joy. At least he thinks I'm funny.

"Haha! Not funny."

"I'm pretty sure the kid disagrees with you."

"Enough smack talk,woman. Let's play." Like lightning his arms grab and toss balls into the basket.

Swish! Ding! Swish! Ding! Swish Ding!

The machine shouts his triumph.

"Oh shit. Fuck. Shit." A filthy amount of absences slip past my lips without my permission. I fling the offending balls forward in reckless abandon.

"Nice mouth there,Hart"

"Bite me" I growl frustrated.

The black metal plate comes up. Signaling this is the last set of four balls dispensed.

"Damn!"

Now, I'm not proud of what I did next. But…

Staring at our individual scores |45|. |15|. Insult me. Oh fuck it I've already lost.

"Maya, don't you." Huh,maybe he saw me smirk. With a renewed sense of motivation. I start throwing my last four balls at his as soon as they leave his hands.

"Maya stop!"

"Never" laughter bubbles up my chest at his defeated grunts. My balls bumping his before they get the chance to score.

The teen is in hestarics beside us as he watches the mania unfold before him.

Eeeehhh! The buzzard blares loudly. Signaling the end of our rounds.

"Haha I won" I shrieked in success.

"Prph-wh-Won? You did no such thing,cheater" He splutters. But I can see the smile fighting its way through.

"Yes! Won. You need at least 51 pints to get a prize reward for winning. No prize equals you're a loser. You losing equals me happy!" I point to the sign proving me right. Dried bright blue drooping spray paint read 'NEED 51 TO WIN'

"Cry me a river, cry me a sea
You're a lousy nobody.
Bend it, crank it, shove it, yank it.
Kicked your ass! ...Come here ...I'll SPANK IT!" I chant, running behind him to smack his butt.

"Maya!" He moves before I can but he laughs anyway.

"Oh my God." The kid cries behind us but I'm on a roll. Chasing Josh in a circle I come around and smack his ass twice for good measure.

"Maya-"

"Ooooo, baby! Dooooo baby!
Who ya gonna sue baby?!
Kicked yer puppy. Choked yer cat
Guess you really ain't ALL THAT!" Screaming loudly I move my arms and legs like a cheerleader. Kicking and punching the air like a lunatic.

"She's insane!" The kid snickers "How do you live with her?"

I turn to let the kid know their ain't no dealing with Maya Hart when a large body lifts me up into the air. Before you know it, I'm slung over Joshua Matthews shoulders like a freaking rag doll.

"Joshua Gabriel Matthews. You put me down this instant!"

"Oh not so giddy now are you, Gorgeous!"

"Josh!" I feel his laughter vibrating through my ribcage.

Banging my fists against his back I squirm, trying to dislodge myself before I allow myself to fully register the electricity thrumming on every nerve in my body. Biting my lip I fight the groan clawing at my throat.

Josh turns towards the boy again making me clutch to him tighter.

"Don't you drop me, you jolly green giant"

Chuckling he ignores me.

"Listen kid, you don't live with a girl like this one." He jostles me up for emphasis and I cling harder.

"Hey I'm right here." Again he pays me no mind.

"You live for her, y'hear?" Without another word or another glance on my part. Body facing the opposite way he starts walking away. My face burns while I try to fight off a smile. Josh may have broken my heart on several occasions but there was always a reason I forgave him without a thought... He sure was the charmer.

Finally getting a look at the kid. I see he looks almost contemplative. Attempting to lighten the air before I do something crazy like kiss the fool who pushed me away I call out "Hey kid! There ain't no other girls like m- Hey!" Roaring out a laugh.

"Who said you could smack my ass!"

"You smacked mine first!"

"Put me down, Lug. Then and only then will I think of forgiving you" Knowing he's already forgive. Might as well make him work for it though.

Without a reply he tosses me up and catches me by my waist. The scream lodges itself in my throat as we realize how close we are. Feet still dangling in the air, I'm flush to the older mans strong chest.

The fading smile lingers on his lips. Up close I see hints of rising stubble. I wonder how it would feel against my cheek... Beneath me lips… Our breaths mingle together sesualy. Sending shivers down my spine.

"Josh" I whisper breaking the trance.

"Yes,Maya" He replies just as softly.

"Could you, umm. Maybe put me down now?"

"Oh.Oh! Yeah, yeah." Finally he sets me down gently laughing nervously, "Sorry"

"Its fine. That, err was fun. Really."

Our eyes stay glued to one another drinking in the effortlessly happy Ora we are expelling.

"God...You're beautiful" Josh says-almost to himself. Staring at my beat up converse I demand the butterflies in my stomach to calm the hell down. Surely he must hear my heart beating so fast.

"Umm. It'll probably be another hour until everyone is done exploring. Wanna play another games?...or something" Running shaky fingers through my hair I take a small- but noticeable step back.

"Sure"

Smiling I try to get a hold of myself.

Come on, Maya. Don't let yourself fall back into this man. Get a grip. This is strictly friendship.

"Go out with me"

"What!?" I shriek. My neck snaps painfully to crane up at Josh.

Friendship.

"Go out with me" He repeats.

Squaring my shoulders I prepare myself for a fight. "Excuse me but as far as your concerned I have a boyfriend, remember? What do you take me for?" Pushing loose strands from my face I try-again- to get a hold of my stupid heart. Picking my words carefully I disguise the excitement in the urgency within harsh tones.

"A-As. I mean as friends" The older man amends.

"Oh...Well, I'm not really Sure,Josh" Phew! Okay. Just friends. Good. I am most definitely not disappointed.

"Okay. Alright, how about I play you for it."

Fighting back a smile I raise an eyebrow contemplative.

"Play me?"

"Yes" Smirking he began, "I bet you one date you leave this carnival today with one of those Jamaican Banana things we've been seeing all night."

"O...Okay" I say. Surprising myself. Josh's eyes widen comically as well. Clearly I still have the power to shock him.

"However. There is one condition." I start, "You can't pick some easy game like basketball or skeeball. No, I get to choose"

"Deal!" The raven haired man eagerly agrees.

Turning my back to him I scan each game in my sight. Seeing a series of tactful amusements but nothing hard enough to beat him at. Nothing guarantees a loss on his part.

Then I see it…

"That one!" A shiny manicured finger points to my right, a cocky smirk playing at my lips. Get ready ladies and gentlemen.

"That one?"

"That one." Arms crossed I stomp over to the stand guarded by a tall burly guy with a beard and in camo.

"What the hell do you know about shooting?"

"Who said I know anything about shooting? However, no one had to tell me that you don't have the faintest idea about it"

Scoffing he smacks down a couple bills to the plastic counter.

"Whenever you're ready, bud." The bearded man grumbles in a deep bravado.

The conveyor roars to life pulling along the metal deer moving across the line in a moderate speed.

Clonk...speew...clonk...click… Clonk..

Ha! With a frustrated sigh, Josh pulls out more bills smacking them down.

"Hey what are you doing!?"

"You didn't limit how many times I could try" Biting my lip I raise my hand in surrender. Cheeky little shit. Fine let 'em spend his money. Hoping up on the counter beside the carni. I nod for him to continue.

By the ninth attempt I'm trying not to fall with laughter.

"Josh that's enough, your not gonna win!" Dave- the carni we had become well acquainted with after around attempt number 4-called out

"Okay I've seen enough" Uncrossing my legs I hop down giving Dave a nice pat.

"Let me show you boys how it's done"

Doubt evident in Josh's features just goads me on.

Wait and see, baby.

Resting the counterfeit rifle to my shoulder I take a deep breath. Listening for when Dave pushes the button bringing the conveyer to life then-

I pull the trigger… Again. And again. And seven more times.

Stepping back proud, I examine my results. A wide smile takes over my face reading the nine out of ten metallic deer knocked down.

Bouncing towards the two men, I direct my full attention to Dave.

"One banana please." I beam. Chuckling the other man turns to retrieve the giant plush toy.

"Close your mouth Joshy, boy. You'll catch flies" I stage whisper.

Returning with the large yellow pillow, Dave hands me my prize.

"Thank You,Dave" I say sweetly.

"No probably,sugar"

It's then that I realize Josh's surprise has morphed into...triumph?

"What are you smiling at? You just lost" A sharp hand on my hip as the other held my Banana. I should name him Benny or Beanie. Ooo Beanie! That'll annoy Josh.

"You just lost" The jackass sings.

"Excuse me?" I scoff, "I just kicked your ass, man! You're crazy! You must of paid like $30 and hit one deer."

"The agreement was one date if you left this place with a Jamaican Banana. You never specified I would have to be the one who won it."

...

Oh. .

"What was that cheer again, M? Oh yeah.

"m'Ooooo, baby! Dooooo baby!
Who ya gonna sue baby?!
Kicked yer puppy. Choked yer cat
Guess you really ain't ALL THAT!'"

Dave lost his shit! I just agreed to a date with Joshua Matthews. Holy shit!

"Close your mouth, Maya baby. You'll catch flies" Cheeky fucker!

"Excuse me, Dave. That purple kitten is looking really cute" I breath, grappling for a way out.

"Sorry sweets," The bearded man jabs a thumb to the sign behind him. Reading in big green letters NO RETURNS OR EXCHANGES WHATSOEVER.

Still forcing a smile I silently hand him my prize. "Excuse me, please as I make a scene " Clearing my throat I get ready to scream. But josh slams a hand against my lips before I can.

"Nuh-uh. We had a deal,Hart. No way you're getting out. You. Me. Fancy dinner. It's the deal"

I yell muffled curses against his hand, squirming below the arm firmly wrapped around my waist.

"Not letting go till you promise,sweet hear- Eww, Maya!" Hahahaha...I licked his hand, I mentally giggle.

"Help! Help me. This man is kidnappings mehfgfhgfh" He covers my mouth again.

"Damn, Rudy wasn't kidding" Dave suddenly says.

"Rudy?" Josh and I say in unison. Although mine comes out more as 'mrhuudeyy'

"Yeah. The kid manning the basketball stand. And Martha. And virtually every other stand the two of you have visited today was left impressed with your girl here"

"I'm sure they were" Josh agrees before directing his attention on me. "Are you gonna behave?" He asks.

Shaking my hands around our faces I make random noises under his hand just to annoy him.

"Maya"

"Fine" I say enunciating enough for him to hear.

As he lets go I push away the disappointment at the lack of his warmth.

I reach out for Beanie. Thanking Dave and making him promise to keep in touch.

We walked and talked for only God knows how long. Laughing and sharing memories of childhood.

It wasn't until the innocent discussion of where my fear of heights and rides originated that the night took that turn I mentioned before.

"W-well you were g-going astronomically fast!" I shouted, stuttering in my haste to say it all. Grinning I stared up at Josh as we walked. Breathing easier than I could ever remember before.

"S'good" he murmurs. "You've forgotten all the pain. Forgiven me for this second"

Snapping back to reality I physically shake myself stepping a little further away.

"Just for a second" Internally I pray Josh just lets it go.

Don't ruin the night, Josh.

"Where'd you learn to shoot like that?" Silently I thank him for changing the subject.

Looking at my shoes we walk aimlessly through the park. "Well through my cousin Sarah and her dad. Whenever my dad ever actually showed up for his turns to have me over breaks and stuff he'd just leave me with his brother and come back in time to bring me back to mom." Looking up I see his eyes intensely watching my every move.

"They live on a farm in the country and they just sorta taught me"

Josh stops walking making me stop as well. Pushing a strand of hair from my face, he whispers, "I'm sorry about your dad, Gorgeous."

"Yeah well. No one is obligated to want me if they don't." I say pointedly. Regretting it almost instantly.

Just let it go,Josh. Don't ruin it.

Silence sweeps through the air awkwardly before, "I want you."

"Josh-"

"No. listen to me, Maya. I want you. And there isn't a thing on earth that you can say to stop me from fighting for is not a man alive that will convince me they're worthy of you. We have belonged to each-other from the moment Corey brought you to play with Riley at my house."

"You were seven years old and even then you were the most amazing thing I had ever laid eyes on. Maya, you've been mine since then. Not you, not me, not even Dean Winchester himself could change that" I chuckle softly despite myself. Feeling an eternal battle brewing inside me.

I waited literal years- well over a decade for Josh to speak so lovingly and sure. Dreamt of the feeling that would rise in my throat, warmth blooming in my chest. A bouquet of fiery red roses growing on my skin. Yet here he was and all I could feel was terrified. Bone chilling fear. Petrified his words were untrue or under some form of guilt and obligation. A venomous taste drying my mouth made me freeze without words.

I also feared that what he spoke was true. I feared every wish I'd sent to the skies had not fallen on deaf ears. Knowing he lov-cared for me and still chose to hurt me surely meant he couldn't have cared enough.

Either way, I remain hurt and less. Either way I betray myself and Zay. Oh God. Zay. What would he think of me now? Once again falling at the feet of the man who had single handedly sent me on a destructive spiral of self doubt and pain. What would he say if he saw how little I cared about the past I suffered just to get a small taste at Joshua Matthews.

He'd say I was pathetic. He'd think I got what I deserved. Still…

I couldn't bring myself to care.

Maybe it was the sugar or the sweet simple evening we had shared. Perhaps it was the full moon drowning any logic I may have once possessed but when large calloused hands came to rest on either side of my face, I suppress a moan with a sharp bite to my lower lip.

Shivers ran down my spine as the pad of his thumb slowly caressed my cheek and jaw. Not letting us break eye contact for a second.

"I missed you so fucking much, Gorgeous" Josh whispered. Forehead lowering to mine. My hands rose to rest in his wrist. Silently I begged him to stay. If just for a second I can pretend this is how it's meant to be.

"I'd make sure I deserve you. I'll work every moment of every day at getting you to trust me again." Dragging his lips across my cheeks.

Tears threatened to fall before I forcefully blinked them back.

You shouldn't try to impress me, cause you can't.

you're just a kid, Maya

I want a woman who's strong, and beautiful.

I am stronger than this! What am I doing!?

"You stayed in my life for longer than I deserved, Josh" Pulling at his wrists I removed his hands from my flushed face. He wouldn't let go of my hands though. I ignored the thrill that racked through my body.

His eyes at first sad quickly turn fierce as he sees something past my head. Or rather someone.

About fifty feet away Zay stareed. I shifted uncomfortably realizing he's witnessing my very irresponsible lapse in judgment.

"He'll never love you the way I do" He all but growls.

"Excuse me?" I exclaim offended.

Okay, anger. Good. Anger is good. I know how to deal with anger. It's the openly vulnerable and sad area where I struggle. Running shaky fingers through my hair I try to slow my heartbeat down.

"Are you saying you're the only one capable of loving me, because hate to break it to you but you haven't done such a banged up job of it yourself, pal.

"Wait-what? no. Of course not. That's not what I meant at all, all I'm saying is No one is going to love you except for me"

"What!?"

"No! Oh God, I meant no one will love you to the degree that I do."

"In that case I'll never be loved at all,like you say. Considering just how much you care for me." Behind me I feel Zay becoming restless. Probably tempted to interrupt this verbal brawl. However, I know he believes I need to do this. Knows I have to be able to fight and coexist in Josh's world in order to keep my family. He won't get in the way of that. Always proving to be the better choice.

"Stop putting words in my mouth,Maya . You know that's not what I'm saying"

"Oh, well. It's what I'm hearing." I shouted.

"it's amazing to me that when I was literally throwing myself at you. You didn't want me. And suddenly now that i'm over it-over you and how you treated me, you want me?"

"Yes. Yes, that's exactly what I want. You." His hands return to my face keeping my gaze prisoner to his. I absolutely do not repress a groan of pleasure at the heat his body sweeps through my body.

"Ugh!" I shout, "You drive me insane, Josh"

Laughing darkly, he starts, "That's exactly why were perfect together. I want your anger and you love. Your crazy obsessions and cold glare. I want your kisses, your flames." Brushing my hair from my face I listen. Helpless in the unshakable way I want to hear his speech.

Whispering now he pulls my hands to his chest. "I want you to set me on fire with that flame in your lungs. I want your body and your soul. I . ." Josh growls sharply. Clutching me close. It's everything I've ever wanted Josh to say to me. Every word I knew he wouldn't. But now, for whatever reason he was saying beautiful things that should bring me to my knees. And despite everything inside me I wanted to believe him. But I couldn't.

Maybe he's telling the truth.

Him telling the truth would amount to nearly everything ten year old Maya had dreamt of. Would have killed for.

Still,there was something I must have buried deep in my mind that wanted him to understand what he did. Experience the constant insecurities he pushed on me. The everpresent pang of unworthy. Suffer at the hands of my rejection for a change. Why shouldn't he feel it too? Why should he flash a smile and earn my forgiveness. Deserve my affections, after everything he put me through.

Guilt soon follows such sinister thoughts before I have time to understand them. I shouldn't hate him for not returning my feelings. Shouldn't want him to suffer for something he had a right to feel. Ashamed I can't look him in the eye.

"No matter what you turn into an argument I'm gonna want you. Long after I have You, I'm still gonna want you."

"It doesn't work that way,Josh." I say. Dealing with his confession. Wanting to cry but refusing to make anymore of scene then we already are.

"Maybe you do want me now. But that doesn't change the fact that you threw me away then. I'm not a toy,baby" The pet name-an attempt of bringing some passay sarcasm to the conversation to pacify the very thing I didn't want to experience tonight- came out much to soft. Betraying the seriousness of the argument. "You can't just get rid of me then decide you want me when you see someone else has me.

"Why does he get to have you!"

"Because he does!" I lie. Turning my back to him, ready to walk towards Zay. Maybe he'd be willing to leave early.

A warm hand yanks suddenly at my forearm. Effectively turning me back. Josh looks frantic.

"Yes. What I did before you left for College was wrong,Maya. Appalling. Horrendous. Worst mistake I ever made. But I did it for your own goo-"

"I suggest you don't even think about finishing that sentence." I snarl. Fury dances in my veins. Flirting with the fuel thats swimming with my blood. I pray Josh doesn't light the final match. Because I will Blow. The. Fuck. Up.

He pulls on my arm again, this time I start swinging. A dull thud rings around the strike I sent to his right arm.

"Stop it Josh. You are not my father. Now let me go. I will not tell you again"

"Maya, please-"

"SHE SAID STOP!"

.. So much for not ruining the night.

The worst I'd thought the night could get was some ill advised coaster riding and light food or sugar poisoning(it's a thing!) Perhaps a large mythical creature inhabiting the body of my first love determined to kill me. But I had been wrong... It was so so much worse.


Phew! That was longer than usual.

Thanks for reading, Lovelies. please please let me know what you think!

See you next Tuesday :D.

~Geni