"Forget that. It's you and me. It always has been, don't deny it, I know how you felt. You can't hide things from me Peaches."

For a few moments, only silence remained. Riley sighed, at hearing this, Maya quickly locked the door, and stood with her back still turned. Riley froze, waiting to see what Maya was going to do. More moments passed, Maya not moving, Riley not moving.

"May-"

Maya briskly walked over to Riley got on top of Riley, lowering her down onto her bed.

She looked her straight in the eye,

"Is this what you want?" Maya said, searching those brown eyes for reassurance.

"I already told you. It's you and me, forever. Thunder-"

Thunder boomed outside and shook the house, startling both of them.

Maya moved closer to Riley, saying as she teasingly slow leaned into her,

"Lightning."

The moment their lips met, a huge flash shot through the bay window. From there, it was a sweet, slow back and fourth. Neither could believe this was happening. Maya started kissing Riley's neck. Riley, who was out of breath, ran her hands down Maya's arms. She rested one hand holding Maya's face and the other on Maya's neck, pulling her down into their kiss. Maya slipped her tongue into Riley's mouth, and Riley was high as a kite on the feeling. Riley flipped Maya over, and Maya allowed herself to be moved. Riley started kissing Maya neck, Maya doing the same to Riley's other shoulder, running her hands along her chest and stomach. Riley set her hands on Maya's shoulder, pushing her back slightly and gripped at her white tank top with black and red print on it. Maya, getting teary eyed, looked up at Riley.

Maya set her hands on Riley's waist and kissed her stomach gently, Riley just looking up running her hands to hold Maya's. Maya turned her face away and wrapped her arms around Riley.

"Riley, I love you, don't go."

"..." Riley opened her mouth to respond, but nothing came out.

Riley bitter sweetly shed a tear, and brought her body against Maya, pushing Maya down onto her back, and rested her cheek on Maya's shoulder. Maya turned over and the two moved so they were facing each other. The two took a few moments to breathe and rested their foreheads together, hands in front of them in a tangled mess. Riley took a second to grasp the feeling of their palms touching; something so simple but powerful. Maya couldn't stop staring into Riley's eyes, tears threatening to surface. Riley's eye were dead set on Maya's lips, her face, her everything.

Riley pulled Maya up from the bed, and brushed a big blonde lock back and tucked it behind her ear. Whispering into her ear-

"Dance with me." Riley said, walking away to go get her phone.

Maya took off her boots, tossing them haphazardly. She remembered all the adventures she had with Riley in those shoes; no place she would go wearing them would ever be exhilarating without her girl in tow. Sitting on the bed, she gripped herself tightly noticing the speckles of rain hit her beloved bay window. Maya covered her mouth as a moment of disbelief jolted through her, surprising herself with what she did with those lips. She did the same, bringing her hand down and examined both sides. She could feel the faint beginnings of a migraine coming on as her brain exhaustively tried to permanently remember every detail of this encounter. She breathed through her mouth and grabbed a tissue, blowing her nose. She wadded it into a ball and threw it to the floor. She stared at it, realizing that would be her without Riley. A meaningless crumbled mess whose been used and discarded. Maya sat, watching the shadow of rain that covered the tissue, the motion of rain falling becoming empty and systematic.

Riley picked up the phone and sighed looking at the reminder her mom set about the flight departure time. Out of frustration she angrily put it face down on the dresser. She took a breath, and mustered the courage to pick it back up and ignored the reminder. Upon unlocking it, she stood staring for a bit at her back round. A picture of the two of course. She had taken the picture when Maya came back from her "vacation" from Riley. Maya was hugging her from behind, with her head rested on Riley's left shoulder, looking up at the camera. She could see that humorous, wild and unpredictable free spirit Maya had that few got to see in those ocean blue eyes. Riley glanced away for a moment over to Maya who was fidgeting her fingers and nervously running hands through her hair. Maya was far from that care-free spirit captured in the photo, Maya was different now, the opposite. Riley fought the voice in her head saying it's her fault, she couldn't handle the pain and guilt that belief promised.

"Riley..." Maya weakly muttered.

Focus, music.

Going to her library, Riley knew just what to play.