"Emaya Forever Done Right"
Thank you, thank you, thank you for favoriting and following this story. This was my second fanfiction and probably the one most dear to my heart. I started out by trying to show how Maya could have been included in more episodes which led to what the police find in Emily's backyard. I am always looking for new ways to express their love. Sometimes they're happy with no conflict but other times they have to really dig down deep and decide if these misunderstandings and trust issues will keep them apart. This last conflict needed to be told and it also needed resolution. The question is are Emily and Maya safe. The answer is for now, absolutely 100% yes!
Rated M for Mature Content.
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And while the professionals begin Chelsea's rescue, Noel searches for any sign of Toby. And just as he's about to give up he sees it! It's the black mask he wore that was attached to his hoodie! It's caught on a tree branch jutting out from the side of the cliff! But with all the activity surrounding Chelsea's rescue, and the strong ocean breeze, it gets blown from the branch, fluttering slowly down towards the violently crashing waves…
Gone is any sign of Toby and gone is any sign that –A ever existed…
Chapter 38: Maya's Homecoming
Emily POV
It's been days since the harrowing cliffs incident. Chelsea is still in the hospital having broken her left leg and some ribs while badly bruising her wrist that Noel was hanging onto trying to save her. She also has cuts all over her body from falling against the rocks. She won't be released until after she has a psych evaluation. At first, I wanted her to be thrown into a place like Radley but if seeing a psychologist on a regular basis can help her then I want her to get the help that way. She put us through hell but she was going through her own hell that no one knew about. She kept Maya's secret for a long time and the burden of that secret made her think she had a right to Maya that she really didn't have. I think in the end she finally realized that and I hope she can move forward from this with the support of her family and friends. I wouldn't call myself a friend but if I can help her get well then I'm willing to do that.
Toby on the other hand is a whole other story. I never saw that coming. Toby is –A! Or Toby was –A. Whatever, I had no idea he hated us as much as he did. I feel like I should feel safe now but the police and rescue crews never found a body and we all know how that goes. I mean, Michael Myers kept showing up and showing up Halloween after Halloween and no matter how many bullets to his chest or knives to his gut he still managed to stay alive…
I dated Toby. I thought he was my friend. I thought he supported me and Maya. But all this time he wanted me and the girls to suffer like we made him suffer. I don't know what will happen to the little band of –As when they find out that their leader is no more, but hopefully it means this –A nonsense is finished for good, for all of us!
Noel stopped by the hospital to see Maya and I couldn't resist the opportunity to thank him for doing the right thing. We were all put in situations to make choices to keep our loved ones safe so I know it couldn't have been easy for him. I know it wasn't easy for me. He and Maya hug and I can see the bond the two of them share. One would think I would be jealous but I know it's not like that now. I know they could only ever be just friends. I hug him too and thank him and after we gush over Maya for a few more minutes, he leaves her room to be bombarded by our parents. They, too, want to thank him for risking his life to safe us and Chelsea. It really was heroic on his part and I'm sure once we get back to Rosewood everyone will have heard about it and Noel will be king for at least a semester.
The doctors want Maya to get some rest and I quite honestly don't have the energy to resist them. I leave Maya to get the care she needs until the doctors clear her for release…
Days later…
Maya gets out of the hospital today. They needed to replenish her with fluids and they needed her to eat a solid meal before they sent her home. She's already a slender girl and not eating solid food for a week took some pounds off her that she can't afford to keep off. I love my girl skinny, with booty, without booty, it doesn't matter. I love her no matter what she looks like because she's my boo. She's my heart. And I love her. I could never love anyone but her. I don't want to love anyone but her. I just want to love Maya…
The St. Germains go to the hospital to check Maya out while I stay back at Aunt Maren's with my parents to straighten out the house and her bedroom. She'll be sleeping in the room I was sleeping in even though we spend most nights together so technically we both slept there and stuff. My mom busies herself in the kitchen making muffins and coffee and whatever else she can think of to keep herself occupied while my dad tinkers around outside weed whacking or whatever it is dads do in the yard.
I make the bed and put fresh flowers on the dresser. It's perfect. I can't wait for her to see it and I can't wait to lie down with her in my arms. I just need to hold her. I need her to know that we all keep secrets thinking we're protecting the ones we love. And I need her to know that there will be no more secrets between us. I love her way to much to screw around with secrets again…
I hear the car pull into the driveway. I hear the car doors slam. I hear laughing and footsteps. I hear the front door open. Butterflies attack my stomach knowing she's just in the next room! My breathing quickens with excitement! I'm smiling so hard I don't think I'll ever stop smiling! But I'm not moving! Why am I not moving?
My parents are welcoming her back, "Maya, you look great!" My mom exuberates!
"You really do, Maya. You look like your old self again," my dad beams.
"Thank you both so much," she says with the utmost sincerity.
And I can tell they're hugging cuz they're making those sounds you make when you hug someone you care about and are glad that they're okay.
"It smells so good in here, are those muffins?" she asks rather politely with a hint of excitement.
"Yes. That's exactly what you smell," my mom confirms.
"And coffee too! Are you sure I'm not dreaming!" she laughs and so does everyone around her. That's my Maya! But, still, I can't move.
"Maya dear, I can see you looking around the room for Emily. She's in the bedroom. Why don't you let her know you're home," Aunt Maren gently nudges.
"Thanks. I think I will. If you'll excuse me for a minute, just, please save a muffin or two for me," she smiles. I can tell she's smiling. I can just tell.
"We'll save you both some muffins and coffee," her mom assures.
I can hear the adults talking as they make their way into the kitchen. And I can hear her footsteps as she lessens the gap between us with each stride she takes.
"Hey beautiful," she says behind me.
I'm all nervous and my palms are sweaty. What the hell is happening to me?
"I said, hey beautiful."
She steps closer to me. She gently presses her body against me. Her hands slip around my waist. Her chin rests on my shoulder. I can feel her sweet breath tickling my neck. I feel like that girl again, that girl who helped her with her last two boxes, that girl who so badly wanted to be corrupted! That girl who would look for her in the halls between classes! That girl who got all shy whenever she was around her because no girl ever made her feel the way she did! That girl who was kissed in a photo booth and loved it! That girl who was given a red scarf but didn't know how to handle herself when she got it! That girl who felt she needed to let her go only to realize how much she couldn't stay away! That girl who finally chose to be honest with herself and her! That girl who lost her to that wretched boot camp for three months! That girl who was reminded who she wanted to be with once she came back! That girl who felt the need to use Paige to make her jealous! That girl who fought with her only to make up with her in so many wonderful ways! That girl who almost let the love of her life walk out on her forever! That girl who told her she loves her only after she said it first and she's still kicking herself for that! That girl who saw her wrongly accused of having drugs on school premises! That girl who thought she was taken from her on the night of the Masquerade Ball! That girl who loved her and lost her and loved her and lost her and loved her and…
"Emily, baby, it's me, Maya, your Maya, the girl who loves you, the girl whose heart you own. Baby," she nuzzles into my neck and I start crying. No, I start sobbing! What is happening to me!
I turn around slumping into her arms holding onto her for dear life!
"I almost lost you again Maya! I can't do this anymore! I can't lose you again!" I choke through my tears.
"Oh baby. I don't know what happened, not all of it anyway but I do know that I love you and nothing's going to change that."
"I should be consoling you, not the other way around," I sniffle.
"No baby, I finally feel strong again. You've been strong for us for a while. It's my turn again and believe me, I don't mind. It feels good to be me," she smiles, she head tilts, she Mayas.
"It feels good to be held by you," I look up at her with tear stained cheeks. "It feels good to be kissed by you," I kiss her on the lips sweetly, longingly.
"Yeah, that feels good too," she says and we laugh and we can't stop laughing.
I need this so badly. We've had so much drama of late I thought I'd forgotten how to laugh!
"Maya, when I found out what happened to you after we had been fighting, it broke me."
"Baby, come on."
She leads me to the bed. She lies down. I lie down next to her with my head on her shoulder holding her.
"Maya, shouldn't I be holding you?" I give her a warm squeeze.
"No. I've been helpless far too long for me. I need to be the one to hold you. I need to give you comfort knowing what I put you through."
"What? You didn't put me through anything," I say leaning on my elbow so I can look at her with my other arm over her.
"Em, I kept things from you. I should've told you," she nudges me to lie down again.
I close my eyes breathing in her scent as she tells me why she kept her secret.
"I buried that part of my life so deeply that I let it stay buried. It was wrong of me I know that now, after having held you to such a high standard of accountability for your secrets."
I don't say anything but I'm thinking, 'you kind of did.'
"I was so vulnerable then and your secrets made me feel vulnerable again. I don't like that feeling. And I let my emotions lash out at you and I'm sorry for that," she caresses my arm up and down relaxing me, as I absorb her words and I begin to process their meaning.
I close my eyes melting into her, listening to her explanation and her voice that voice that soothes me every time…
"I should've trusted our love. I should've told you."
"Maya, none of that is important right now. You're back and you're safe and I'm lying here in your arms. It's time we both let go of the past. It's time we both concentrate on our future."
"Together?" she needs me to be clear with my intentions.
"Yes, together. I don't think we could ever not be together. We've been through too much together to ever be apart," I snuggle into her getting as close as our bodies will allow.
"I know Chelsea's not going to be a problem but what about Toby?" she asks the dreaded question.
I sigh into her, "He's gone Maya, body or no body, he's gone and I'm glad. I had no idea. To think how he played me when I should've been with you that whole time. Oh Maya, I'm so sorry I put you through all that."
She scoots down on the bed so we're eye to eye, "Em, I think everything that's happened to us," she pushes my hair off my face, "happened to test our resolve. We've been tested and tested and I'm done being tested. No one can break us Em, not even Toby's ghost."
I'm about to say something but she doesn't let me. Her lips brush against mine softly, they part slowly, pressing a bit more firmly. Our eyes close, our lips seal, our love ignites into our kiss, a kiss I don't want to end for I finally have Maya back in my arms and forever in my heart!
"Girls! Come have some muffins and coffee!" Mrs. St. Germain calls to us.
We giggle into our kiss.
"Ugghhh, I forgot we weren't alone!" I laugh.
"We will be, soon. And I don't know about you but I'm getting anxious to be with you, real anxious…"
And the butterflies are back dancing in my belly which makes me wonder why because we've been together a lot. I guess she'll always make me feel like this and why would I want that feeling to ever go away?
"Maya?"
"Yeah, baby?"
"I'm anxious too."
"Girls!"
"Coming!"
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To Be Continued…
I hope you still love this story because I still love writing it! ;)
