AUTHOR NOTE: i hope yall liked the first chapter, for some stupid reason i couldn't read any of the reviews, except from guest user. But anyways, i hope you like this chapter too. please let me know and review or pm, idk.
disclaimer: i don't own girl meets world but if i did it wouldn't be this stressful.
The concept of reality vanished for Maya, because in these moments she couldn't tell what was real and what was in her head. at certain points she felt herself here and at other moments she felt herself out there, coming back and forth between herself not being able to make up her mind. For now she was at peace, but didn't know where peace could find her.
A long brightly light narrow hallway was where Maya found herself. from what she could tell the walls were light blue but it was hard to say because of all the beautiful paintings covering the walls. she looked around and noticed that she was sitting on one of the many double sided benches that created a line straight down the center of the hall, which then lead to other hallways with other paintings and sculptures.
Maya could just sit there all day and just admire one of these brilliant art pieces, the emotion that went into every brush stroke. what the artist wants you to see, what their trying to convey, what their trying to say or hide. Maya just sat there in awe at a portrait of a naked women with short brown hair covered slightly by a red cloth, slouching heavily in a blue wooden chair with the back drape with more cloth, staring straight down into a book.
but the more maya stared, the more the picture crumbled away revealing large beeping sounds and a rumbling noise. she could see where the portrait once was, a blurry viewing a small steel ceiling with tubes hanging on for dear life as they jostled around. she could also make out tall male figures dressed in navy blue hands reaching across and towards her, stating things incoherently to and about her. Maya got a sense of wanting to stay in this small space with the steel ceiling, she tried desperately to stay but she felt her mind being forced back to somewhere else.
A dirt road now lay beneath Maya's feet and it stretch beyond. when she looked down she found herself walking, to where she had no idea but the dead grass that outlined the road on either side seemed to guide her. she new the view to behold was to be seen by looking up. the sharp blue sky was fighting, but it seemed to be accepting its surrender to the orange that was invading the sky. the clouds seemed to be swirling with joy to this new found unison between the blue and orange. there were dark mountains that laid ahead, as if trying to stretch into the sky and separate the orange and blue. they seemed close because of their big in size but Maya could tell there was still some distance between her and the dry mountains. the sun was hanging shly to her left not wanting to be in her full her view but just enough to dangle in the corner of it.
the stretch where the road and the mountains touched seemed to glisten and a seam of light appeared between the two and wretched open a gap that once again revealed to Maya a view of something else. Maya just felt like she had to go into that opening, that that's where she needed to go. This time around though it was a bright florescent light that blinded her even if she could still see figures, but now they were covered in white and wearing masks, the beeping sound still hung around in the background growing more rapidly. Maya wanted to stay again, she tried hard pushing her will but nothing seemed to be working as she found herself drifting back into nothing, the beeping slowing down and fading.
now Maya found herself in place she new all too well, The art room at John Quincy Adams Middle School. The tables were neatly placed in a half octagon shape facing the middle, the tables themselves though were not neat at all. Dried paint had been slashed and thrown all over them, forgotten unfinished pieces of art laid upon several tables. the walls were filled with paintings and drawings by other students, though Maya did notice a familiar painting by the door that reminded her where her mom used to work. the back of the room was filled with cabinets, tarps, and spare canvas too big to store. There was also a tall metal shelf in the corner against the wall that held various paints, paintbrushes, colorings, and miscellaneous boxes were stored at the very top and under a tarp you could see a stash of purple paint hidden for its safety. a sense of comfort and safety washed over Maya as she took in her new surroundings.
The room was empty except for Maya but now as the door opened a baby faced genius entered, hair was covering his eyes like always but something was off about him. To start he wasn't dressed like the new Farkle, no, he was dressed like the old Farkle with the zany colors and the turtlenecks, oh how maya missed those turtlenecks.
"Farkle what's going on?" Maya took some steps towards him, but it didn't seem to phase or register with farkle.
"I'm so sorry this happened to you, Maya" startled by that weird response, she looked into the Farkles eyes and for the first time she actually saw him crying. for as long as she had known him, farkle had never truly cried like this. his face was of pure sadness and emotional pain. it hurt her heart to see him like this.
"Farkle? whats wrong? what happened?" Maya went to touch his arm to console him but her arm went through him, and everything started to become fuzzy. and Farkle started to disappear into the air but not before she heard him whisper to her.
"don't worry i won't let this happen again. you didn't deserve this Maya." and with that Farkle and the art room i so deeply cherished were gone in a blink.
Darkness, that's what surrounded her, that's all maya could see for miles. she kept turning and walking, and walking and turning but it didn't seem to take her anywhere. Maya was about to start panicking for she was afraid of this blackness but before she could breakdown she saw in the distance a door with light coming from it.
Maya started to walk towards it with warm and safety glowing inside her, when she noticed overhead in the distance, The aurora borealis. acting as a beacon to her, knowing full well that she was safe and in a good place.
when Maya reached the door she saw a logo on it that read "Topanga's". she went in knowing full well that she was safe, but an itching feeling still held itself in the back of her mind.
It was all there, the chairs, the tables, the counters, the food, the spare bay window, and the cluster of seats near the wall where she and her friends would sit and be together. The place was empty of College kids, but there was a short, long brown haired women behind the counter with her back on Maya.
But Maya knew instantly who it was, not only because they were the same height (short) but also because she would recognize her second mother anywhere, Topanga Matthews.
"Mrs. Matthews what's going on, why do i keep moving from places to to places?" if anyone knew anything it would be Topanga. but when Maya approached her hoping to finally get some answers, Maya heard a faint sob coming from the fierce amazonian warrior. when Topanga turned around Maya was startled to say the least.
For Topanga was crying, just like Farkle was but the only difference was that Maya didn't even think it was possible for this fierce women to cry. the strongest women she has ever known was crying in front of her.
"Maya, you're safe now, you're surrounded by people who love you." she choked out. This didn't make any sense to Maya whatsoever, Topanga was talking weird just like Farkle.
"what do you mean safe now? why am i here? whats going on?" maya was starting to become a little frustrated with all of this, going to these strange beautiful places, seeing people she cared for talk out of context.
though there was a counter in between the two, Maya went to reach for the crying Topanga's hand which was lying gracefully on the counter but again her hand went through Topanga and the counter itself. again the room became fuzzy and started to disappear along with Topanga.
"Wait no!" Maya shouted out in panic. Darkness covered her again for "Topanga's" was no longer anywhere to be seen.
This time Maya seemed to stay in darkness because no light, door, or aurora borealis came to rescue her this time. when she started to think she would be lost forever in the dark, she was hit.
but not by anything psychical, she was hit by a smell. A wonderful smell Maya only got to be near for a short two days. she closed her eyes to the scent of fresh clean country air as it filled her lungs and Maya felt at peace. This was special air, nothing like new york air, it was freer. before, when Maya was out in that desert she couldn't smell anything, she didn't feel right e. but here was a familiar and right.
she opened her eyes slowly to find herself in the woods with the starry sky above her. Off in the distance Maya could see the outline of Pappy joe's house and that told her one thing. when she turned around and saw the "Campfire", the fire was still burning exactly like that night back in Texas, the rocks and tree trunks used as seating were still there as if time never touched this place.
Maya didn't feel alone because she new any minute who would show up, and as if on cue she felt his presence behind her.
the familiar piercing green eyes and a brightening country smile entered from the dark causing all safety and comfort to be washed away only to be replaced with caution and excitement. those green eyes told Maya that she had to be on her guard because this cowboy was known for wanting her walls to come down.
Sundance came further towards the fire, slowly approaching Maya, not uttering a single word. he only came to a stop when he was standing so close to her that to see into those piercing eyes Maya had to crane her neck back far. they stood behind the fire, it warming the both of them. they just stared into each other for a moment, She couldn't read anything off of him which was strange given that he usually only express the same emotions but from time to time she saw something different in those piercing eyes.
"what do you want Huckleberry?" her tone was full of strength and sass as if she had forgotten what had been happening to her. Maya's sense of what was real and what wasn't began to falter a little as she stood her ground against him.
in response to her words Maya saw emotion shoot through Lucas's face as the campfire light highlighted his strong texan features. It was emotion that maya had only seen once from him, when her father was back in town and she read her letter to him to the class.
Lucas just kept staring into her, sadness coursing through him and his expression. Maya was confused, she thought they were gonna continue their game but his expression towards her shifted the whole place. the campfire light was duller now, not bright and burning like it used to.
"Maya, i need you back, i need my short little stack of pancakes." Lucas's words were soft but they cut deep into Maya, she was utterly stunned. he had never spoken like this to her and Maya didn't know what to say other than simple words.
"W-what?" she looked into his eyes deeper now and saw once again tears. why was everyone crying and where was she because she knew she wasn't really in texas and that HeeHaw wouldn't actually say these things to her.
"Maya i need you to be strong and wake up soon, okay." Maya could only stare wide eyed at him, which was hard to, seeing that they were still standing really close to each other causing Maya neck pains from looking up.
"Ranger Rick?" was all she could muster, but it came out as a weak sigh which confused maya seeing that she was just fine and had been talking normal.
his tears began to decrease as a look of hopeful joy took over his well defined face.
"come on short stack." he whispered quietly to her reaching for her hands, a shiver spread through herself and she felt her heart beat quicken for the first time since the light florence's room with the people dressed in white. she closed her eyes and relished in their closeness, his touch, and his want for her but when she did, something felt off.
she opened her eye and he was gone. The campfire was gone, Pappy Joes's house was gone, the country air was gone, texas had disappeared.
Maya was somewhere else now, and she knew exactly where that was. The place that kept her calm, her sanctuary, her calm away from the storm. she was in her spot next to the entrance, the spot she only ever used. her eyes took in the familiar sights and colors. she knew she was in her favorite place in the whole world because it held her favorite person in the world.
The Bay Window and Riley.
"Peaches."
"Riles."
She was warm, she was comfortable, she was safe. Nothing bad could ever hurt Maya here, no matter who or what hurt her she knew these two could always make it all go away. But something still bothered Maya in the back of her mind. She was scared, she didn't feel like herself, she still had no idea what was happening or where she really was, even her favorite place seemed off to her. She began to stare at her hands nervousness overwhelming her. It was weird feeling this way because of the bay window.
"Riley, I don't know what's happening, I'm afraid." Her voice was soft but full seeing that she was staring down, refusing to look at riley thinking it might be too good to be true that she is here.
Swiftly Maya felt a hand lift her chin up and held it forcing her look at Riley. Those sweet brown eyes staring into her, exposing Maya more than she felt she could.
" Maya, i need you to come back. I need my peaches." It was soft and full of heartbreak, Maya felt her insides crumble at this. riley, her riley was crying. It hurt Maya's soul deeply to see this perfect optimistic creature so shattered, Riley didn't deserve this pain of whatever was causing it. Maya wished she knew what it was so she could make it stop.
"Riley" somehow again it came out as a weak pain filled moan, that didn't match at all.
"Peaches, i believe in you" tears were know coming down Riley's face hard, and for the first time maya felt her eyes get wet. The bay window started to get blurry, as did the room and riley, but it wasn't because tears were covering Maya's eyes. She felt the room shifting and moving away.
Maya wasn't ready to leave riley, she wanted to stay here, to stay safe with her. She didn't want to see any one else. Maya didn't want to go back into darkness, she wanted this to stop, to all be over.
But she didn't get what she wanted because once again she was shoved into the dark. Though this time she felt very different, she felt herself come back to her like it's been missing for so long. Maya suddenly felt heavy, as if some control return to her as if it was stolen. Maya felt her eyes become heavy and droopy as they opened to reveal the fluorescent lights, the soft white room, the beeping, and her riley. This time, The real Riley.
AN: if you're confused i'm sorry