Hey guys and gals! So here is chapter 2 of How It's Always Been. Note, I named this story after the song How It's Always Been by my all-time favorite band Before You Exit! I love them! Okay, moving on from my outburst. I've decided to make this story a bit longer, though it'll probably be no longer than four chapters :) Alright, sorry this is long, but I hope you like it.
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*One month later*
"Tori, it's fine." Maya said, watching her friend twirl around in front of the huge mirror in the bridal store. Tori had moved the wedding up to March 21st.
"Maya! It has to be the One! Is this the One Tristan?" Tori asked her other bridesmaid. Yes, Tristan was the maid of honor and Maya was a bridesmaid.
"Honey, get the strapless one. Show off what your mama gave you!" Tristan said, downing his glass of champagne. Maya just watched, drinking her water and keeping up her poker face. The truth was that she hated Tori for ruining Zig's life. She hated Tori for taking her best friend away from her. She hated Tori for taking the man she loved. But she couldn't show it. No, she had to keep up her act for Zig's sake.
"I like the one you're wearing." Maya commented, motioning toward the halter top mermaid dress that Tori was modeling.
"Mmm…Maya, come here." Tori said, pulling a dress off a hanger. "Put this on." She demanded, handing the elegant wedding gown to Maya.
"Why?" Maya asked, a bit frustrated.
"Because I want to see it on you. I'll be loosing a few pounds before the wedding and will be your weight, so I must see how it looks on you." Tori replied. Maya reluctantly took the dress and went into the back to slip it on. She did, and came back out to stand before Tori.
"Maya!" Tristan and Tori gasped. "You look stunning!"
"Really?" She asked. Tori turned her so she was looking in the mirror. And she'd been right. Maya did look stunning…it was her dream dress. It was the dress that's she'd been dreaming about since she'd met Zig…Maya had pictured this dress whenever she thought about the idea of marrying Zig after Yale.
"It's totally the one!" Tori exclaimed, jumping up and down.
"Agreed." Tristan said. Tori unzipped Maya.
"Take it off and help me carry it to the front." Tori instructed, pulling back on her mini skirt and tank top.
"Why?" Maya asked. Tori laughed.
"Because I'm buying it, stupid."
"Oh." Maya said, sliding out of the dress. She pulled her skinny jeans and shirt on, hanging the dress on the hanger and zipping it into its bag. "It's really beautiful." Maya said longingly. Tori grinned and placed it in Tristan's arms.
"Tris, be a love and carry that to the front for me. Maya, I'll give you a minute to gather my belongings. Meet me in the front." Tori said. Maya rolled her eyes and stepped back up onto the platform in front of the mirror. She curiously selected a veil off the rack and placed it onto her own head. She adjusted the crown and the long, white material fell down past her shoulders. She smiled and twirled, laughing at herself.
"I now pronounce you Mrs. Zig Novak!" She said, twirling around dramatically. "Mrs. Maya Novak! Zig and Maya Novak. The Novaks! Maya and Zig Novak! Mr and Mrs Zig Novak!" She sang, feeling freer with every name she said.
Looking at her face in the mirror, she sighed.
"Forget it, Maya." She said, placing the veil back on the rack and smoothing her hair. "He doesn't love you. It's time to let go."
Maya was unaware that Zig had been watching through the window. He'd been on his way to the Dot, when he'd heard his name. He'd looked through the window to find none other than Maya twirling and looking beautiful. And she was very unaware that he'd heard all the "Mrs. Zig Novak's" she'd just said.
Maya gathered Tori's things and walked out of the dressing room and into the main showroom. Tori was looking through her thick leather wallet.
"Mmm…Maya? Should I go with Visa, Capitol One or Amex?" She asked, waving her wallet in the air.
"Whichever one you want." Maya said, dumping Tori's things onto a chair. "I've got to go." She said, opening the door and exiting the small bridal shop before Tori could respond.
The crisp February air was cool on her face as she walked along the streets of Downtown. Headed toward the Dot, Maya was unaware of the man stalking her down the somewhat busy street. Yes, Zig was following Maya.
"Why the hell are you following me?" Maya asked, turning around once she was right in front of the Dot. Zig was shocked and held his hands up in surrender.
"Zig?" Maya asked, looking at him.
"I was coming to get a coffee." He said, gesturing toward the Dot. She sighed.
"Me too. Care to join me, Mr. Novak?" She asked. He smiled.
"I would Mrs. Novak." He said without thinking. Maya's face went blank.
"What?" She asked. She hadn't quite heard him…
"I said Ms. Matlin." He saved himself, biting his lip. She smiled and held the door for him. "Maya, I got it." He said, rolling his eyes and holding the door for her.
Once inside, they sat down at their favorite table in the corner and each ordered their choice of coffee. Maya pulled out her ipad, claiming she had to check her bid on an anteic cello and Zig pulled out a spiral notebook. Their coffee soon came.
"So," Maya asked, eyeing what Zig was working on. "is that a sketch?" She asked.
"I wish." He scoffed. "No, I'm attempting writing my vows." He said in a more serious tone. Maya kept her poker face perfect; she wasn't cracking now.
"Oh cool." She said, very blandly. She'd always wanted to write her own vows.
"You know Tori better than I do…help me." he asked, more like pleaded really. She didn't know if she could handle this…it might be too much.
"Sure, I'd love to help." She lied. He grinned.
"Thanks My."
"So what do you have so far?" She asked.
"Dearest Tori." He read. She raised an eyebrow.
"Good start." She said. "What else."
"Uh…nothing." He said. Maya laughed.
"Oh Ziggy, that's horrible!" She giggled. He rolled his eyes.
"C'mon Maya, help me Yale girl." He asked. Her laughter broke and she nodded.
"What do you want to say?"
"I don't know…maybe some song lyrics?" he asked.
"Zig, this isn't a joke. She'll kill you." Maya said, dead serious. He sighed.
"I guess about how much I love her." He lied.
"Tell her," Maya said, thinking hard. She decided to go off of the only real love she'd ever had: her love for Zig. "tell her that you can't imagine life without her. Tell her that it's the simple things, like having her over for dinner. And how one of her smiles can make you get butterflies inside your stomach. Tell her that they way she flips her hair out of her eyes drives you crazy, but its grown on you. Tell her that her eyes are a window into her soul and they define her and who she is. Tell her that you love those eyes. Tell her that she's unlike anyone you've ever met, so calm and cool and unique. And that she takes your breath away every time she smiles, because her smile gets you through. Tell her that she knows you better than anyone else in the world and that you want her more than anything. Tell her that the moment you laid eyes on her, you knew that she was the one you'd been searching for. Tell her about how she makes you laugh and smile like an idiot. Most of all, tell her that you've loved her forever, and probably always will." Maya said, staring deeply into Zig's eyes. Something told him that all that stuff wasn't about Tori and him.
"Maya…that was beautiful." He said. She shrugged.
"Thanks."
"No really Maya, it's wonderful. I loved it." He said, taking her hand and giving her his best grin.
"No problem, happy to help." She said. "I got the save-the-date." She told him, taking it out of her purse. "I'm coming." She said, trying to joke around. He was just staring at her, his face blank.
"Great." He said, trying to smile.
"So I've got to get going…I'll see you later." She said, placing a ten dollar bill on the table. "Bye Zig!" she called, walking out of the Dot.
"Bye Mrs. Novak." He whispered to himself. Did Maya really feel that way about him?
*At Maya's house, one month later*
*Maya POV*
I sucked in my stomach, but I still looked too fat.
"Damn it!" I yelled, flopping down onto my bed. I'd gained seven pounds! Seven! I was a hundred and fourteen pounds!
"Relax Maya, you look great." Katie said as she lounged on my bed, flipping through a magazine.
"Katie, this is my best friend's wedding. I have to look good." I said. She rolled her eyes.
"I can't believe he's marrying that little bitch." Katie said.
"Katie, please!" I scolded. She sighed heavily and looked at me.
"Maya, he belongs with you!"
"You think I don't know that?" I asked. "Katie, I've been there for four years, seeing him through everything! He's protected me and stood up for me all these years! We're perfect together, but he doesn't see it. He just doesn't see it." I said. Katie took my dress out of the closet and fingered the soft, silky material. The dress was strapless, aqua blue and had a ruffled skirt falling from the waist to the knees. It looked great on me, but I hated what I had to wear it for.
"Speak now." She said, looking at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Speak now or forever hold your peace!" She said, jumping up.
"What about it?" I asked.
"Maya! Tell him how you feel! Speak at the ceremony!"
"You mean ruin her wedding?" I asked.
"That too!" she said, smiling. "Look, I know you Maya. And I know Zig pretty well too. And I know that you two will be way happier together." Katie said.
"It's not that easy." I said. "Please leave me alone, I need to sleep." She sighed.
"Fine, I'm going. But let me leave you with this." She said, putting my dress away and looking at me straight in the face. "If it were the other way around and you were marrying someone else, Zig wouldn't think twice about barging into that church and sweeping you off your feet." Katie said. And then she left, leaving me alone in my room to think.
And as I tried to fall asleep, all I could think about was Zig. I tossed and turned, but couldn't get to sleep. Finally, I got up and looked at my clock to see it was only ten thirty at night.
My phone rang, startling me.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Maya! It's Zig. I need a favor," he started.
*No one POV*
Maya walked to her front door, her phone still in her hand. She pulled open the door to find Zig standing outside with a sleeping bag and a suitcase.
"Zig?" She asked, opening the screen door to allow him entrance.
"Maya," he said, coming into the foyer. Maya locked the front door again and turned to him. "Can I stay over? Tori won't let me stay at the apartment. Something about bad luck and traditions."
"Sure." She said without thinking. She had had Zig sleep over many times before and realized this would be the last. "Be quiet though, you'll wake my mom and dad." Maya warned. He nodded and they crept up the stairs, and into her room. She closed the door.
"I'm really nervous." He said, pacing. She flopped down onto her bed.
"So am I." She admitted.
"Why?" he asked, changing into his sweatpants and t-shirt.
"I'm worried about the future." She said, trying to be vague.
"How so?" he asked, lying down on the floor. She eyed him.
"Oh get up here; I know you're dying to." She said. He smiled and climbed into her queen sized bed, snuggling down under the covers. She tried to stay away from him, but it was hard. Really hard.
"You're being so nice to me." he joked. She laughed and rolled over after she turned off the light.
"I'm sad because I'm gonna miss you." she replied, tears filling her eyes.
"Maya, your opinion matters even more to me than mine does. Do you think I should marry Tori?" he asked. She cuddled up with her best friend. Zig wrapped his arms around her and they laid there in the dark, hugging each other. She laid her head on his chest and listened to his heart beat.
"I think that if you love her and you're happy, you need to do whatever's right." She said.
"I just…I'll miss you." he said, his voice cracking. He hugged her closer.
"Hey now, I'll see you at Christmas." Maya said. He sighed.
"Oh Maya, I don't know what I'm gonna do without you." he said.
"You'll have your wife." I said. "I'm replaced."
"Maya, you could never be replaced." He assured her.
"I hope not." She said. And that was the last thing she'd heard before she'd fallen asleep in her best friend's arms.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Maya's alarm broke her sweet dream, which was a shame really. It had been such a nice dream…
"Speak now or forever hold your peace!" The preast yelled. Tori grinned smugly at the people seated at her wedding. Zig stood there nervously, eyeing Maya. She stood up with her guitar and started singing.
"I am not the kind of girl,
who should go rudely bardging in on a white veil occasion.
But you are not the kind of boy,
who should be marrying the wrong girl.
I sneak in and see your friends.
And her snotty little family
All dressed in pastel
And she is yelling at a bridesmaid
Somewhere back inside a room wearing a gown shaped like a pastry
This is surely not what you thought it would be
And I loose myself in a daydream
Where I stand and say:
Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the back door
Don't wait, or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
And they said speak now
Fun gestures are exchanged.
And the organ starts to play a song that sounds like a death march
And I am hiding in the curtains
It seems that I was uninvited by your lovely bride to be
She floats down the aisle like a pageant queen
But I know that you wish it was me
Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the backdoor
Don't wait, or say a single vow
You need to hear me out
And they said speak now
Don't say yes, run away now
I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the backdoor
Don't wait, or say a single vow
Your time is running out
And they said speak now
I hear the preacher say speak now or forever hold your peace
There's the silence, there's my last chance
I stand up with shaking hands
All eyes on me
Horrified looks from everyone in the room but I'm only looking at you.
I am not the kind of girl, who should be rudely bardging in on a white veil occasion
But you are not the kind of boy,
Who should be marrying the wrong girl.
So don't say yes, run away now.
I'll meet you when you're out of the church at the back door
Don't wait, or say a single vow
You need to hear me out, I said Speak Now
And you say, let's run away now
I'll meet you when I'm out of my tux at the back door
Baby, I didn't say my vows
So glad you were around when they said speak now." Maya sang. Everyone was staring, Tori was fuming.
"Zig, please don't marry her. I love you." Maya said, placing her guitar down and walking up to Zig.
"Maya, I love you too." He said. And he kissed her. And they held hands and ran out of the church together, never looking back.
Beep. Beep. Beep. Maya's alarm went off again, awakening her from her wonderful dream. She opened her eyes and noticed that she was sleeping in someone's arms. She looked up to see her best friend just waking up.
"Maya!" he smiled. "This is a nice surprise. I could get used to this." He joked.
"Zig, you're getting married today." Maya said, sitting up and breaking his grip on her. He frowned.
"Oh yeah," he said, frowning. He didn't want this!
"Better get ready, otherwise Tori will kill you." Maya warned, getting out of bed.
"Couldn't have that, now could we?" he muttered sarcastically.
Maya went to shower as did Zig. Maya walked into her bathroom and closed the door. She looked into the mirror and saw her own reflection. At that moment she knew she'd never be the same girl again. Sure, she still had light, blond waves that fell past her shoulders and bright, aqua blue eyes and pink lips and fare skin. Sure, she was still five foot seven six and skinny and 114 pounds. But she was so different. Maya had lost who she was. All her life, she'd been Katie's sister and nothing more. People knew her as "Little Katie". No one knew Maya. But then she got to Degrassi and met Zig, and he defined her. He helped her be herself and realize who she was. Zig defined her in the same way the sky was blue and birds could fly; they just fit and worked together. For the first time in her life, she'd been someone more than Katie's sister. She'd been Maya Matlin. And now that that was being ripped away from her, she was back to being no one again.
Zig walked into the bathroom Maya had told him to use and closed the door. He stood in front of the sink and looked at himself in the mirror. He was still good old Zig…right? He wasn't making a mistake…he would work things out…this was what he wanted…right? Wrong. Zig Novak used to be that cool guy. In middle school, he was the cool guy who all the girls liked. He was the mysterious skateboarder who everyone loved. But Zig didn't love himself. No, he hated himself. His father was the only one who appreciated him (next to his little brother) and his father had died. Now his mother was an alcoholic and he was abusing himself. Cutting, burning, drug abuse…he tried it all, but nothing filled the hole in his heart. Then, he ran into that lost, confused girl in the hallway, and she filled that hole. Maya Matlin filled the holes in his heart and healed his broken soul. She saved him from the suffering and the pain and the drugs and his lukewarm heart. She'd walked in when the rest of the world had walked out. And now he was pushing her out against his will.
"Maya, hurry up! I need to get ready for this wedding too!" Katie yelled, banging on the door. Maya zipped up her dress and looked in the mirror. She'd decided to wear her hair in simple waves, as usual. She rolled her eyes and opened the bathroom door, allowing her sister entrance.
"So I saw you and Zig this morning before you woke up." Katie said. Maya almost fell over.
"What?" She asked.
"Maya, you two were all snuggled up all cozy under the covers." Katie informed her. Maya already knew this.
"You don't say?" Maya asked sarcastically. Katie rolled her eyes and started the water in the shower.
"He's in your room." She said. "Out." Katie pointed toward the open door and Maya left, it slamming shut behind her.
She entered her room to find Zig looking through her scrapbook.
"Zig?" Maya asked. Zig stood up and smiled when he saw Maya. Maya grinned at Zig.
"You look incredible." They said in unison, followed by laughter.
"Maya, you're stunning! Truly marvelous." He told her. She blushed.
"And what about you? You're so handsome in your tux." She said. he smiled coyly.
"Oh please, Tori took me to get this thing fitted." He said. "I hate this monkey suit."
"Well you look handsome." She said. He held up his bowtie.
"Will you do the honors?" He joked. She rolled her eyes. This-being with Zig-was so easy, she never wanted this to end.
"Of course." She replied, tying it around his neck. "So what were you looking at before I came in?" She asked, glancing at the scrapbooks her mother had made. Every year, her mother went through all of Maya's pictures and made a scrapbook for her. She loved craft projects.
"Your many scrapbooks." He replied. "There are a lot of pictures of us."
"We've done a lot together." She returned.
"I liked the one of us by the statue of liberty." He reminisced, sitting down on the bed to put his shoes on. "I was hugging you because you were cold."
"I remember that!" Maya laughed. "I'd forgotten my jacket."
"And the ones of us at Columbia and NYU." He told her. "You were wearing my clothes."
"Yes, my luggage had gotten lost." She giggled, remembering their summer trip to New York. They had gone, just the two of them, to look at schools.
"And you wore my skinny jeans."
"And your sweatshirt!" Maya remembered, laughing. It had been truly a trip to remember.
"I think the best trip we've ever been on was the trip to Massachusetts." Zig informed Maya.
"I remember we walked into Yale, took one look at each other, and knew that was the school we wanted."
"And I'd worked so hard, trying to come up with the money." Zig whispered. He looked into Maya's eyes, her electric aqua blue meeting his emerald green. For a second, he traveled back into time. His hair seemed to grow a little longer and her face seemed to become nieve and young again. Her stunning dress turned to a hideous yellow polo as did his tux. He watched her turn, her felt himself bump into her, he heard those words, "Quick pretend to be my girlfriend!" "I called you five times last night! You were with Bethany weren't you? You scoundrel!" Maya had said. He felt himself go on a journey, moving on to their meeting at the Dot, her talking to him about Tori…every memory they'd ever shared flashed before his eyes, he relived it all. All of the laughter, the hugs, the smiles. And all of the heartache they'd helped each other through. He flashed back to last summer, the time when all the pressure of his mother's addiction caught up with him and he'd started cutting again. Maya had walked in on him cutting his shoulder and snatched the knife away. She'd held him while he cried and he told her everything that went with his mother's addictions and his father's death. And she listened and promised that she'd help him make it all okay. And she did. He felt his soul begin to feel as light as it did in New York City, walking the crowded streets with Maya. He remembered the first day of their senior year, when Maya had slept over to help get Toby ready in the morning. He remembered studying for exams and how she'd helped him pass trig, tutoring him for hours and hours every week until he passed the class. He remembered the time when his mother was so drunk, she lit the house on fire and how Maya was there even before the firemen. Most of all, he remembered all the times he'd seen her smile, laugh uncontrollably. He looked back on everything they'd shared, everything they'd helped the other overcome, everything they'd grown into with the help of the other. He remembered how stunning she'd looked on the night of his art gallery and how she'd picked up on his overwhelmed mood when no one else did. He remembered the look of true despair, true heartbreak when he'd told her he was marrying Tori. And the best of all, he remembered the feeling of joy when he'd woken up that morning, holding Maya in his arms. That was how he wanted to wake up every morning.
"Zig?" Maya asked, breaking his thought. He stared into her eyes, and for a moment, he felt his heart stop. It was now or never, literally. He was overwhelmed, his head was spinning, his heart, though it felt still, was racing in his chest. He couldn't speak; he'd momentarily forgotten how to form sentences. Her eyes were questioning, concerned, yet loving…His lips found hers. He pulled her into his arms and took that risk he'd been trying to get the courage to take for four long years. For a moment, she didn't kiss him back. Her lips were stiff, yet incredibly soft, and he was worried that he'd been extremely wrong and that she hadn't liked him. Her arms stayed in the air, hovering around his sides. He was just about to pull away in defeat when her hands were tangled in his dark locks, her lips moving in perfect sync with his. Encouraged by her action, he kept kissing her, pulling her into his lap. She wrapped her leg around his, and moved one hand to the small of his back. He was kissing Maya! He was making out with his best friend on her bed the day of his wedding…he was cheating. And yet, it didn't phase him. He laid down, rolling over so she was lying in his arms. Every nerve in his body was a live wire. And yet, she pulled away.
"Zig…Tori…oh god…" she whispered, pulling away and sitting up. He stared up at her, adrenalin still pumping through his body.
"Maya, let me apologize…" he started, but she stood up, her bare feet moving slowly backward on the pink carpet.
"No, I can't do this to Tori…" She said.
"Maya, please!" He started. She shook her head and ran out of the room, slamming the door behind her. She sunk down against it as the tears started to make their way down her face. What had she just done? Had she really just kissed Zig? She'd dreamed about kissing him so many times, she'd been in love with him forever…she shouldn't feel so bad about going for what she wanted. What was she thinking? Of course she should feel bad! She just kissed Tori's husband-to-be! She could've ruined their wedding and her friendship with Zig! The thought of loosing Zig caught up with her at that moment. She'd feared it in the back of her mind for months now, ever since he and Tori gotten engaged. And now it finally dawned on her that Zig belonged to Tori now. He was no longer the only person she truly trusted, cared about, loved…she was stealing him from her.
On the other side of that door, Zig was slumped against it too. He wasn't crying though. No, he'd taken a small nail file out of Maya's makeup case, and was holding it in his shaking hand. His grip on it was too stiff, his knuckles were white. He was having those dark thoughts again…the voice had reentered his head…C'mon Zig, it'll help. You need it. C'mon Zig, you're weak, it'll make you stronger…the voice taunted. He turned it over, examining the sharp edge. He couldn't go down that dark path again, he wouldn't let himself. But he needed it so bad. He couldn't think; his conscious had been overtaken by that dark, manipulating voice. He rolled up his suit jacket and shirt, pressing the blade to his skin. He pushed down on it, and it made a sharp cut, ripping his flesh. He dragged it, tears coming to his eyes. With every millimeter, stress and anxiety released from his body. He pulled it out after the slice was a few inches long. He took a deep breath and realized how bad his hands were shaking. See Zig, isn't that better? The voice asked. He threw the blade across the room and grabbed his arm, wiping away the blood so that it wouldn't drip on his tux.
"You don't own me, not anymore." he whispered to the voice. He stopped the bleeding with a tissue from a box on the nightstand. He couldn't let himself go down that dark path again, he had to stay strong. He couldn't break, not now. But how was he supposed to stay strong when his life was being ripped away from him against his will?
A few minutes later, Maya came inside her room, leaving the door open. Zig was studying his arm, sitting on her bed. She didn't think much of it, but something caught her eye. She saw a bloody tissue on the floor at his feet.
"Zig?" She whispered, trying to see his arm. He rolled his sleeve down quickly and scooped up the tissue.
"Nosebleed." He said. She could tell he was lying, but didn't want to get into it with him.
"Okay." She said. Maya didn't pry into his mood for once, and it bothered him more than you'd think. It actually hurt his feelings.
"Maya, I'm sorry." He said. She sat down at her vanity and slipped into her white heels.
"It wasn't just you, Zig. It was me too. I encouraged it." She said, buckling her heels and standing up. He didn't respond because Katie came into the room sporting a light purple, strapless dress that fit her curves beautifully, and interrupted.
"Zig, Tori just called. She wants me to tell you two to get to the church."
"The wedding starts in an hour." Maya gasped, looking at her clock. Zig just stared down at his shoes.
"Maya, Zig, let's go." Drew said, walking into the room. Katie threw her arms around him. He picked her up and spun her around.
"Drew! You're here!" She said. Drew didn't go to T of U, he went to Ohio state in the U.S.
"Of course I am. Baby, I've missed you." he whispered in her ear. She kissed him deeply and Zig and Maya became uncomfortable. Zig took the opportunity to slip the nail file into his pocket, just in case.
"We've got to get going." Maya said, pulling her iphone off the charger and slipping it into her clutch. Zig agreed and the four of them walked downstairs.
"Oh honey, you look great!" Mrs. Matlin said, rolling into the foyer. "It's like prom."
"No, because Zig was my prom date." Maya said. She made no move to hide the pain in her voice. They'd gone to prom as friends because Tori took Tristan.
"Well, Katie you look great too." Mrs. Matlin said.
"Maya looks better." Katie countered. She sighed.
"Oh girls, let me get a picture." She said.
"No thanks mom, I don't want to remember this day." Maya said, walking outside. Drew and Katie exchanged a look and Zig followed them outside.
"Zig?" Mrs. Matlin called after him. He turned to her.
"Yes?"
"You've been like a son to me, so I feel I need to say this." She said. "I want you to be happy, but I don't know if you are with this Tori girl…are you sure about this?" She asked. "I've seen the way you look at my daughter."
"Mrs. Matlin, you've come to be a mom to me also. And you're right, I do love your daughter. But some loves are better left alone. It would kill Tori." Zig said.
"It's funny…I guess you don't see Maya dying inside then." She said. "I'll see you at the ceremony." And then she rolled away down the hall. He took one last look at the Matlin house, the place where he'd spent most of his free time, and felt a pang of regret. But all he did was close the front door and walk down the front porch, and to the car that was idling in the driveway. He took a seat next to Maya in the back; however he didn't look at his best friend. He just kept his eyes focused on the snowy world outside, watching as a light flurry spun around him. He was so lost now, he didn't even know what he wanted.
A/N: I know, this was a bit dark. However, I feel that I needed to make it deep and very emotional to really understand how much this marriage was hurting both Zig and Maya. Anyway, please review. I love to hear from you! :) Continue being awesome! Thanks for reading!
