Chapter 3 – Call me Guilty
"This would end all, I suppose that I could leave
Knowing I can't leave, so it's either him or me
Cause he gone kill me if I stay, I know
Gone kill me, he can't change, I know
From the first time that he did it, Made a promise that he'd quit it"
Call Me Guilty by Jazmine Sullivan
The autopsy was over sooner than she knew it, her day ended earlier than usual and she didn't care that much, normally she would like to stay until all of her work was completed but her latest therapy session kept running and replaying in her head, stopping her from concentrating today. Was her therapist right about her? Maybe she enjoyed the pain considering she stayed with someone that she thought she knew everything about but was completely wrong for almost four months until she took action, and even then she didn't get help from people she knew.
She stepped into the lift with her coat and bag and turned her phone off silent and saw that she had several missed calls and a few voicemails from two people. Her phone was buzzing slightly from the alert.
"Message One" said the robotic voice on the other side of the phone
"Hi Maura, its Jane, I thought we were meeting up for lun-"
"Voicemail deleted" the voice complied with the delete button "Message two"
"Hey" the voice startled Maura slightly, could it be who she thought it was? She spaced out long enough for the voicemail to finish playing and had to go back to listen to it again.
"Hey Maura, I know that I'm the last person you want to hear from" he coughed awkwardly "But I thought I should let you know that I got the help I needed, I just want to hear from you, I can explain it all to you then. If you want to meet I'll be at The Dirty Robber tonight at 7. I understand completely if you don't turn up"
"End of message" the voice filled the silence in Maura's brain.
Had he really gotten help? How much help can you get in four months time and if he did get the help he needed, does that mean he changed? Maura wasn't sure if he was telling the truth or not though there was that small part of her that wished he was, god, if he was the same as he was when he first started dating then that would be a dream come true. But in reality, that could never happen, those events that led Charlie to abusing her changed him completely and that's something you can never turn back from.
Maura sighed in defeat, she was now arguing with herself and it was getting ridiculous. The elevator dinged and the doors of the elevator and was surprised to see Jane, her arms crossed and leg tapping with impatience whilst looking deep in thought.
Jane's eyes brightened as soon as she caught a glimpse of Maura.
"Hey" she smiled, keeping a slight distance between the two of them. It was weird how one day they could be attached at the hip and the next day they were miles away from each other.
"Hi" she said timidly, smiling politely back at her.
"What are you doing now, I just got off work and was wondering if you wanna get something to eat and watch a movie or something?" she asked, Maura noted the hopefulness in her tone.
"Oh" she stepped out the elevator, looking at her shoes, she noticed they had a small black streak mark on them "I just made plans with someone, sorry"
"Maura" she placed a hand on her shoulder, Maura involuntarily flinched back and saw a glimpse of hurt flash across her friend's face which went as soon as it came "We haven't hung out in months, is something wrong?" she said cautiously
"Nothing" she forced a smile on her face and moved ahead, towards the front doors.
Jane opened her mouth to respond but she politely pushed past her and started walking before she quickly turned around and said "Sorry, I am running late" and couldn't even bear to even see Jane's expression, knowing what it would be.
She was on her way to meet Charlie.
A/N: A little shorter than I would've liked it to be but there wasn't a lot that I could do with the original chapter and I just didn't have the energy to extend it any further than this.
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