Hey, this is my first GMW fanfic! Enjoy and please review. Also, I apologize for my poor English and grammar.
Maya POV
They say time heals all wounds.
They say we are special and important.
They say we matter and can make a difference.
They are wrong.
The thing is, no one cares. I stopped caring a long time ago.
I feel like a disappointment. I can't make the grades let alone make friends.
Each day is a struggle because I know deep down, no one will care if I'm there.
Each day is a reminder that I am a screw up, an unwanted child, another mouth to feed, and a lousy friend.
I haven't always disregarded myself.
I believe I became a product of my environment, like a puppy that soon turns into a menacing scoundrel that has to fight for its food and shelter in order to survive.
Grades don't fit into my survival nor does school anymore.
There's nothing for me out here, there, or anywhere.
I am a lost soul wandering the cold streets of Manhattan in the night air.
The winter breeze nips at my exposed face, leaving me colder than my thoughts.
It is strange how such a cold bites at the bones. How it makes me feel so alive even if I am slowly dying on the inside.
I pass the diner my mom works in and gaze through the foggy window. I watch my mother serve an elderly gentleman in the corner. I bite my lip, chewing at the inside of my mouth. Its ironic how much she cares for her patrons in the diner when she can't even take care of her own daughter. What a mom. Sometimes she disgusts me, I know that she avoids me. Probably because I am a reminder of him. He obviously didn't care about her or me. We win the best family of the year award. Some nights when my mom gets home from her shift, she thinks Im asleep and cries. I hear it, the sobs, the sadness.
When I bring it up, she either shuts me away or has already left for work before I am awake.
She pours him a steaming cup of coffee and they exchange big smiles. I scoff and walk away.
I tuck my hands in my pockets, trying to give them warmth in the midnight cold that has descended upon the street.
I wander aimlessly, weaving a pattern through each block, as I make my way into a nicer part of town.
These nights are the best nights.
Its just me against the world.
I get to think and finally clear my head after being stressed with if we can afford staying in our apartment or getting food on the table for myself when my mom 'forgets' or drinks.
It's normally not a problem, she just gets a little aggressive sometimes, so I normally go to the Matthews. When I get home, she's passed out and harmless. Theres an occasional broken glass or bottle and maybe some screaming but you get used to it, ya know?
It is these nights that are the best nights.
Because in between the walk from two different universes, there is time to ponder about each one.
In one universe, theres me, Maya. The other, yeah, thats Riley's.
On the fringes of each universe there is a shared boundary, a wormhole of sorts, that leads to infinitesimal possibilities of locations. Either it could lead to another part of my universe or it could possibly be a portal, so to speak, to a different or possibly parallel universe.
It so happens that both time and space are relative to the two constants in every universe:
Me and Riley. Riley and me.
No matter what world or what universe we are in, space or time, we will always be together to take on the world; the world that was created by two separate and extremely different universes, the world destined to be catastrophe, was the world that we made our own.
~What did you think?
In case you are wondering about the whole universe thing... I feel as if Maya is actually a deep thinker. She might not be book smart but I think she might be on a different plane of existence (not like the Buddha obviously). Just the way she sees the world (through her art and experiences) is so different than anyone else. I think she could go deep into thought about the universes, even if she doesn't understand the physics involved, and create a connection between two unlike worlds (hers and rileys) and since they seem like they wouldn't be friends by how different they are...
I shouldn't try to explain myself... :)
I am thinking of making this into multiple one shots of Maya's Thoughts.
If you have any RAYA/RILAYA recommendations... LET ME KNOW. friendship or relationship...