(MAYA)

"I...I should know what to say. My boyfriend killed himself last year. But...I don't know what to do. I have nothing to say! I didn't say anything last night and this morning he was gone." Maya was sitting indian style on her couch talking to her newfound friend Chewy. Chewy was at a loss for words. Maya had to assume he'd known Miles' dad his whole life. Maya had never met the man and she was heartbroken. "I...I just...I'm sick of death. My grams died, Cam, Adam, now...Damn it I didn't even know the guy!"

Chewy just stared at the wall with his mouth slightly open. It took a minute or two before he finally spoke. "Why do you think he did it?"

Maya wondered if Miles had told Chewy about all the abuse. All the yelling and the punching and Miles standing up for himself. Obviously not, if Chewy was honestly wondering. But...maybe there was something else. Deeper... Like Cam. A mental issue. He must've been sick.

Maya and Chewy sat there, silently eating pretzels and talking every once in a while. About Miles. About Cam. A long time was spent about Cam. Maya told him everything. More things than she'd ever told anyone. Secret things. Funny stories, like when Maya took her shirt off to try to get Cam's attention, and sad stories, like when they got in fights.

It made Maya cry a lot to reminisce, and it made Maya feel so sorry about Miles losing his dad. Miles lost a person who raised him. Maya lost a boy she kissed 8 times. It was much worse for Miles. No matter how much Maya didn't want to admit, Cam's death seemed so insignificant.

They smiled about Zoe's puffed up face. They ranted about the bitchy things Zoe did. They even took magazines that Katie had with Zoe in them and drew mustaches on Zoe's face. It was dumb but it passed the time and distracted them from the sadness.

They waited for a call from Miles. Chewy talked about how pretty the girl he danced with last night was. How she smelled like cinnamon. They talked about love. How happy Maya was with Miles. They just talked all day. Maya's mom left them alone to talk and didn't try to comfort them.

Miles came home at about 6 in the evening with a bag full of chinese food. His face had tear streaks and he reeked of cigarettes. He didn't say anything about the smell of his clothes or the redness of his eyes. Neither Maya nor Chewy said anything either. There was no point. They just ate chinese food in silence. After they ate, Chewy got up to leave. Maya gave him a hug and said she'd text him if anything happened. Miles and Chewy hugged each other tightly and Miles choked out a cry. A small one, and Chewy pretended not to notice. "Stay strong, bro. I love you." Miles nodded, and Chewy left.

Maya and Miles cleaned up dinner and then, Miles went to take a shower. Maya's parents had gone out for the night, so Maya had nothing to do. She played some music and thought about Cam. A lot. She realized how much she hated Cam. She hated him and loved him and cared and didn't care. All at the same time. And Miles' dad. She didn't even know the guy but cried more than she did at Cam. It was sick. She felt sick. She threw up and washed her mouth of the sickness. She changed into clean clothes to try to rid the dirty feeling from her skin but it didn't go away. She wanted to shower but Miles was in there.

Miles turned off the shower and Maya was standing at the door. He opened the door in nothing but a towel. Maya pulled Miles closer and kissed him passionately. He felt so...okay. He felt cleaner. After she pulled away, Miles had a blank expression.

"I...I need to shower." Maya said quietly. She felt embarrassed that she'd kissed him when he was in such a delicate state. But Miles wasn't repulsed. He pulled her into the bathroom and grabbed her waist. His towel almost fell but he caught it and pulled it tighter. He put her on the counter and kissed her more. The room was steaming from hot water and lust. "I love you, gorgeous. God, you're so perfect..." Miles said in a husky voice.

"I love you too...What are you doing?" Maya was wondering if he wanted to have sex. Honestly, she was thinking about it too. She loved him...

"What am I doing? You said you wanted to shower... Would you mind if I joined?"

This was so unlike Miles and weird... Maya felt uncomfortable.

"Um, I...I think you're not feeling well. Why don't you go to your room and I'll shower then meet you in there. I promise I won't pressure you to talk or anything. Maybe we can do...A little of this." Maya trailed her finger down Miles' bare chest awkwardly.

"I love you." Maya whispered, giving Miles a kiss with such passion that would put The Notebook to shame, and then let him out of the steamy room. It took her a minute to get undressed, because for some reason she felt violated. Maybe the idea of shower sex just scared her. Or sex in general... She got undressed and took a quick shower, then went to her room and put on a pair of black tights and a tank top that showed some skin.

She walked into the guest room that Miles had made his own and saw Miles asleep. She felt a little bit of relief. She loved Miles but her sexy proposition was a little too soon. He needed to be in a good state of mind before they even considered taking their relationship to that step. Maya climbed in bed with Miles and gave him a kiss on the forehead before falling asleep, not even caring that her parents would see in the morning. They'd understand once she told them about Miles' dad...

These chapters are sucking more and more lately. I'm sorry. R&R and give me ideas please. I need them!