He held a strong grip on Maya. She was getting bruises around her biceps and was starting to lose feeling in her arms.
"Stay here, don't worry about your mother. She'll be alright." He shoved her in the closet and locked her in there.
Maya wasn't going to panic. She was used to it. It's terrible that she was used to this horrendous torcher. She shouldn't be, but she is.
Cries of pain.
Whimpers.
Screams of agony.
suffering,
Anguish,
All was just,
Agony.
Katy's voice was shrieking with pain. Maya couldn't take it anymore. Her mom was being abused and she was stuck in this damned dark room. this dark closet. The pained noises finally ended. Maya started to worry about what happened to her mom.The closet door was nearly ripped open when he walked in.
"You're next."
Her heart beat faster. Is this the end?. She hated that she had to surrender like this. She never accepted defeat. But what could she do now!?. What if he killed her mother? Maya couldn't even tell who the man was because he'd always be sure to cover his face. Who is this guy?
"Well look who's finally up." May greeted Maya with a kiss on her forehead before going back to helping the next customer.
"Morning, Aunt May" Maya yawned. Who the hell wakes up this early on a Saturday? Oh, Right. Aunt May does.
"How's your hand?" She said as she worked the register. Maya looked at the now dirtied bandage.
"Could be better." She shrugged.
"Well I need you to help me today. It's Saturday and you know how busy this place gets on the weekends. If you can change your bandage and clean your hand that'd be great. Also your breakfast is over there by the back table. When you finish, put the plate in the sink and get that apron on."
Maya stretched out some of the kinks in her body and headed upstairs to do as her Aunt said. When she was done she walked to the back table to eat her breakfast.
"Aunt May when is my doctors appointment?" She said as she ate her eggs and sipped her orange juice.
"Uh 2:30 on the dot so please do not be late. Hurry up with your breakfast I need your help." May replied.
"I'm telling you, there's this food place in town that's probably even better than Topanga's" Farkle talked on and on to Riley and Lucas about this bakery he found in a small catalogue in the newspaper.
"Ok. Farkle, that's a little offensive. My mom works hard for her bakery. Besides I thought you guys all loved Topanga's" Riley defended
"Ehhhh. I mean the food is great but I think it'd be nice to go somewhere else for a change." Lucas responded. Riley pouted.
"But don't worry, we'll always go to Topanga's every now and then." He reassured, She smiled goofily as she was happy again.
"So what is this place called, Farkle?" Riley questioned.
"I think it's called... May's Homestyle Bakery." Unsurely Farkle said looking through the little advertisement.
"Which happens to be right... here" Lucas chimed in, stopping Infront of the bakery, pointing to the sign.
"Ohhh looks pretty, let's go inside." Riley pushed open the door and headed inside. Wind chimes sung when the door opened bringing them a heaven like entrance.
"Mmmm it's warm, and it smells nice, like... like honey." Riley closed her eyes, breathing in the smell of the bakery.
"It feels so homey. I can definitely come here to relax for a while." Lucas said.
"Good morning" A middle aged tall brunette greeted the three.
"Welcome to May's Homestyle Bakery. Your table will be over there at table number 9. Someone should be there to take your order." She smiled genuinely.
They thanked her and walked over to table 9. The place was pretty organized almost as if it were some fancy restaurant. There was some booths by the window, tables filling in the middle. The bakery was painted a beautiful cream and orange color. The booths cushion colored with orange and red plaid, 95.9 PLJ played in the back. It was really a beautiful setting.
"Wow the food looks really good." Farkle licked his lips as he looked through the menu.
"I'm sure that it's nothing compared to Topanga's." Riley stated confidently.
"I don't know Riley, we haven't even ate yet and this place is already beating Topanga's." Farkle nodded frantically at Lucas' words.
"I'm already sold." he said.
In the kitchen was where Maya was, unaware that her three closest friends had come to try out the new in town bakery.
"Maya, Honey, go take table 9 over there." May said while cooking the sausages. Maya nodded and walked over, wiping down her apron, checking to make sure she's got her pencil sand notepad.
Her breath hitched as she got closer to the table, realizing who was sitting there. She shook the shock off her face. "Oh god, please don't make it weird" she sighed as she approached the table with a tight smile.
"Good morning. I'm Maya and I'll be your waitress for today. How may I help y-"
"Maya?!" Riley shouted incredulously. The two boys looked up in shocked confusion. Others in the bakery looked around wondering what the big commotion was.
"Shhhh. You're loud, Riles." Maya tried to quiet her down. Though Riley couldn't help it, she was so confused.
"Wha? You work here?" Maya nodded her head.
"How?, When?... What!"
"Yes I work here, now what would you like to eat." She said bringing back up her notepad.
"Oh, I would like to try two of the egg, cheese and sausage biscuit. With orange juice. Oh! And some hash browns." Lucas said reading off the menu. He was honestly too hungry to make a big deal of Maya working here.
"Oh oh can I have the egg salad, with some bread rolls on the side and some orange juice as well" Farkle said rubbing his hands together.
"Yeah and I'll have the- Hey! No changing the subject Maya, since when have you started working here?" Maya sighed.
"Those questions are questions you can ask when I'm NOT working, Riley." She deadpanned.
Riley pouted. "Fine, I want the tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwich." Maya nodded, writing down all their orders
"No drink, Honey?" Maya asked.
"Oh you know what I want." Riley snapped back.
"Yowch, crabby." Maya sneered at her before heading off to the kitchen.
"Maya Working here? Can you believe that?" Riley spoke once the blonde was out of earshot. Farkle thought for a minute, resting his finger in his chin.
"Well she has been very distant. Maybe this is why"
"Well that just doesn't make any senses Why would Maya hide something as small as this from us for two months?" Lucas said reasonably.
"So you're saying that there's something else we don't know about her?" Riley questioned. Lucas nodded.
"That's what I'm thinking. Having a job shouldn't be a reason to make her quiet"
"Lucas has a point plus many teens have a job around this age anyway. It's not like it's too out of the ordinary for Maya to have one." Farkle said.
Riley sighed in frustration, "But I'm her best friends she would tell me if she got a job! Hell she'd be excited about it too"
Lucas shrugged, "Maybe she didn't want to tell you then?"
"But whyyyyyyy, Ugh I'm so confused!" Riley groaned, laying her head against the table.
"Confused about what?" Maya suddenly reappeared, food in hand.
"About... the assignment Mr. Jefferson assigned for the psych class that Farkle and I take together." The brunette responded, nearly falling out of the booth when quickly raising her head off the timing.
"Right," Maya looked at the three suspiciously"
"Well Here ya go, 2 orange juices, 2 eggs, cheese and sausage biscuits and an egg salad with rolls on the side." She placed the plates down on the table.
"Tomato soup with grilled cheese and chocolate shake for the princess" Riley stuck her tongue out at being called a princess, Maya returning the favor.
"Wow, that was fast" Farkle commented.
"Yeah well Aunt May does spend a lot of time cooking so she always has extras." Maya replied. They nodded understandingly.
"Wait. Did you say... Aunt May?" Lucas questioned.
Oh Fuck, Maya's face faltered a little. Should I lie and say that everyone calls her Aunt May? But what's the point. This is a secret that isn't worth hiding from them.
"Like as in May's Homestyle Bakery?" Maya nodded.
"Yup, May's my aunt."
"Wow that's cool, so is Katy working here too?" Farkle said with a stuffed mouth. Maya bit her lower lip nervously.
"Uhm... No, I think she's still working at Topanga's."
"Oh, ok" Farkle replied absentmindedly and went back to eating his food.
"This is really good!" Farkle said with yet again a full mouth.
"Farkle, please. Close your mouth when you're eating. Have you no manners!" Riley watched Farkle with a cringed look. Maya chuckled.
"This really is good though, Maya can you cook as well?" Lucas asked with furrowed eyebrows.
"Yeah, May taught me to cook when I mov- when I come to visit her." Maya quickly covered her slip up. Riley and Farkle were busy with their food but she's sure Lucas caught it, he looked at her questioningly but went back to his biscuit.
"So are you going to introduce us to your Aunt May, Maya?" asked Riley. It was kind of more of a beg than a question.
"Soon Riley, I will soon" Maya assured her.
"I'm never going back to Topanga's ever again" Farkle said laying back into the seat with his hands on his belly. "This is good stuff"
Maya chuckled softly. "I'm glad you like it, Farks."
Lucas ate his food contentedly until he noticed the bandage on Maya's hand. Has that always been there? He questioned before speaking up.
"Maya, what happened to your hand?" He asked with an arched eyebrow. Riley and Farkle stopped eating to check out her hand too. Both looking concerned. Maya's eyes widened.
"Oh, What, this?" She waved it off. "One of our clumsy waiters dropped some plates on the ground and I cut my hand on some glass shards cleaning up." She lied easily.
"Ouch." Farkle said.
"Does it feel better Peaches?" Riley asked worried.
"It's totally fine. Besides I have an appointment at 2:30 to get stitches. My hand will be good as new." She reassured as Riley smiled happy with that answer before going back to eat her food. Lucas was watching her as if he was trying to find something out.
"Well anyway I have to go help the next customer so you guys enjoy the food, I'll check back if you need anything." She smiled before walking off.
"She's lying." He simply stated. Riley and Farkle looked at him confused.
"About the doctors appointment?" Farkle questioned. Lucas rolled his eyes.
"No she's lying about how she hurt her hand." He said.
"Lucas come on. A waitress dropping plates sounds totally reasonable." Riley rolled her eyes at his ridiculousness. Farkle nodded his head in agreement.
"Sure it does. But I just don't think it's the truth. Y'all don't have to believe me but something is telling me she's lying." He said before going back to his food. Riley and Farkle decided to leave it at that.
"Also Riley, that assignment was due two days ago." Farkle commented. Riley choked on her bite of grilled cheese and spit it out on a nearby napkin.
"Ewww-" Lucas' face scrunched up in disgust.
"IT WAS DUE TWO DAYS AGO?!" She shouted"
"Oh wait a minute I lied, I just handed it in early." Farkle smiled innocently while Riley glared at him.