A/N – Hey Rizzles lovers, sorry for all the delays. I have a different laptop now and am still trying to get used to it. I hope you are all enjoying the story. I am thinking about bringing it to a close soon enough but before I do I want to have a small competition first. I'll explain after this chapter. Enjoy the readings. Jane's View.
I messed up, big time on this. This is going to take a little more than a stupid little treasure hunt to make it up to her. But what can I do. A simple apology won't be enough. I need to think big and romantic, but without being overbearing.
"Jane, dear!" Ma pulled me out of my thought with a call from downstairs.
"What Ma?" It sounded harsher then I had intended, but she knows I never mean it in such a way. I hope.
"Dinners ready. Hurry downstairs and wash up with your brothers."
"I'll be there in a minute Ma." Great the last thing I want to do on a Friday night is have a family dinner, especially when my love life is crumbling around me, and the love of my life might be in serious danger from a stalker. I guess Maura is going to have to wait though. If I don't go down, Ma will definitely come up and get me herself. I rolled off my bed and slumped downstairs. As soon as I walked into the kitchen though, I made sure I had a happy face on. The less Ma knew, the better things would be for both herself and me.
"Are you alright Jane?" Damn, how does she always know?
"Yeah Ma. Why do you ask?"
"Well, I don't know. You just haven't seemed like yourself for a couple a days. It's like something is distracting you. Everything okay at school?" Maybe she's stronger than I give her credit for. I sometimes wonder if she could handle my life choices.
"Ma, what do you think about people…in same sex relationships?" I wanted to know, and there wasn't really anyway of tip toeing around the subject. But as soon as I asked the question my heart clenched when she stopped cutting the vegetables. She put the knife down and turned to me.
"Why do you want to know sweet heart?"
"Well, I have this friend who is a girl and she is really into this other girl, but my friend kind of went and screwed things up with the other girl, and I wanted to ask your opinion about how to help her, but I didn't know if you would be alright with the topic." I finally took a breath and I am almost certain that Ma saw straight through my lie. But she answered the question all the same.
"Well Jane, I think that so long as a person is with who they truly love, it shouldn't matter what kind of relationship it is. And as for your friend, tell her that if she really thinks this girl is worth it, she should never stop fighting for her." My heart sang from my chest, and I couldn't help but give her the biggest hug in the world. "Remember Jane, all I ever want is for you to be happy. Go after her, and make things right." God, my Ma was good. I pulled back and stared straight her.
"Thanks Ma."
"You're welcome Janie. Now, go set up the table before your brothers come in here charging, and barging, because you know they will." I smile stretched across my face. I really should give my Ma more credit than I do know. She always knows exactly what to say, and when to say it.
For the remainder of the night, Ma and I just kept sharing knowing glances at each other, and Frankie, Tommy and Pa were looking at us in complete confusion. It was rather funny from my point of view, but the boys knew better then to ask what Ma and I knew. They had learnt the hard way that, that is always a bad idea.
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The weekend went by in a flash, but Ma and I spent most of it talking about what I was going through. I didn't tell her all the details. I don't think she would appreciate hearing that I was sexually active just yet. So I left a few details out, but ma knew about almost everything else. And as I pulled up into the school car park, I felt like I was going to be sick. I wanted to see Maura, but I still hadn't figured out what to say to her. I might be able to see her at the baseball game this afternoon. She promised she would be there, and she never brakes a promise, no matter how pissed off she may be.
4th lesson started and Hoyt Hell began. Although he seemed almost smug today. Everyone noticed it. There was something cocky about Hoyt today. But whatever was up with him, he didn't bother me. He handed out his feedback on our last assignments. He hand writes them all, but everyone tells he should just type them, it is so much easier.
After 4th it was break, and I had to grab my gym clothes from my locker. It was a nice day so everyone was outside for break, making the hallways almost creepy empty. I opened my locker and a note fell out. I picked it up and looked around to find no one. The note was folded and the front said,
From your Secret Admirer.
I opened the note and began reading aloud.
"Roses are red, violets are blue.
Oh Jane Rizzoli, I've always loved you.
I've watched you from a far, and seen you face to face.
I love you Jane Rizzoli, and that's the case.
This may sound cheesy, but I'm your number one fan.
And if I can't have you, then no one can.
That handwriting, it's the same one from Maura's note. I know this handwriting. I rummaged through my bag and pulled out my English feedback sheet. They match.
"Hoyt is the…" I felt a sharp, electrical sensation on my neck then blacked out before I could scream.
Oh god please someone find me.
