Forgive me, please.
Maura extracted herself from Jane. "I can't." She blurted out.
"What?" Jane looked so confused.
"I can't do this, Jane. I need some space. It's a lot to process. You've broken my trust, Jane. I don't know if I can trust you anymore. After this whenever you are late from work, my brain would imagine you in some faceless woman's arms. It's a torture, Jane. I can't do this anymore." Maura wiped her tear away angrily.
"But…" Maura put up her hand before Jane says anything.
"No! I did not expect this from you Jane Clementine Rizzoli! I thought I could handle this, but clearly I couldn't. This is killing me, Jane. You betrayed my trust." Her outburst made Jane's knees to go weaker.
Jane nodded. She could not blame Maura for talking to her like this. When two people exchange their vows and say 'do' on their wedding day, it means that for the rest of the life they have each other to have their back, but Jane clearly lost it.
"If you want me to go…"
"No. You stay here. I am going to New York to my parents' house for a while." Maura's voice was shaking with anger and she did not want to have any conversation with Jane which she could regret later. She wanted to make decision. She could be 'queen of dead' but she did not understand how human relationships work.
"I'll make the decision once I get back from New York. Until then don't disturb me." She said coldly and started to make breakfast.
"How…" Jane's voice broke in the middle. She cleared her throat, "How long are you going to be there?"
Maura turned around and frowned at the brunette's thin frame. "Why is that detective? She asked sharply. "If you know how long I'll be gone, will that be helpful for you to bring some whore to fuck in this house?" The good ME did not like to swear but nowadays she was doing it a lot.
Jane did not expect this kind of question from Maura. In Jane's point of view, she made a mistake once and that did not mean she wanted to do that every day. It was a lesson for her. On the other hand, in Maura's mind Jane always will be a cheater. She could not trust her anymore.
Each and every word coming from Maura stabbed Jane in the center of her heart. After all these years being together, how could she not know me? Am I a womanizer? Is that what she thinks about me? She stormed out of the kitchen immediately, leaving the ME behind her. She went to the guest room and slammed the door shut. After ten minutes, she came out, opened the front door of the house and closed it behind her.
Jane was not angry at Maura. She just could not take the pain anymore. She hopped into her car and drove aimlessly. She did not have a place to go. Tears were flowing on her both cheeks.
"Jane, that was an old friend from my school days. Why did you act like that in front of her?" Maura was arguing with Jane on the door step, before entering into the house, while Jane was trying to open the door.
"For fuck sake, can you just hold your damn questions until we get into the house?" Jane sounded irritated.
"Language, Jane." Maura said it sternly.
"Whatever." Jane muttered under her breath and entered the house without waiting for Maura.
Maura followed Jane and before the brunette could disappear into the room, she called after the detective. "Jane Clementine Rizzoli Isles! Don't walk away from me." Maura was angry at Jane's certain behavior at the party.
Jane's jaw dropped when she heard Maura uttering her full name. She had pissed off the ME.
"Jesus, Maur! Why are you shouting now?" Jane hissed.
"Why am I shouting?" Maura laughed dramatically. "You know, why detective."
"What? Is it because I did not let you to go with the woman who was all over you the whole night?" Jane asked bitterly.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"You know what it means, Maur." Jane slipped into their bedroom while Maura was still processing what she had heard just now. Jane changed into T-shirt and sweat pant and passed by Maura to retrieve a beer from the refrigerator.
"Jane, put that away for a while and answer me."
Jane placed her beer on the kitchen counter and walked over to her wife. Her eyes were flared up with anger.
"You flirted with her." She pointed a finger at the honey blonde and said it in a tone that was only reserved for the suspects she was interrogating.
"No. I did not." Maura protested.
"Hell No! She was all over you Maur and you were smiling and laughing with her. Do you think I am blind?" Jane was throwing her arm into air and shouting at her wife desperately.
"Jane you know that I can't lie. I didn't flirt with her. Trust me. She was just a friend Jane. I haven't seen her in many years. I admit that I was talking and laughing with her but that didn't mean I flirted with her." The honey blonde tried to explain her actions to her wife.
"That's enough, Maura." Jane walked to their bedroom and shut the door behind her.
Few minutes later, Maura entered the room to take off her dress she was wearing for the party while Jane was on the bed looking at a case file. Maura had her back to Jane, slowly unzipped her dress while Jane stopped looking at the file and let her eyes roam over the white, smooth flesh of the blonde's back.
Jane threw the file on the night stand, settled under the cover and closed her eyes because she did not want to give in to the blonde's strip tease.
Maura turned around and looked at the detective. She was frustrated now. She threw the cover on the floor and straddled Jane half naked. Jane's eyes were snapped open.
"What ar…" Jane was cut off by Maura's lips on hers.
After a long heated kiss, Maura pulled back and looked into the brown orbs which were getting darker in lust.
She leaned down and stopped few millimeters apart from Jane's face. "Are you still mad at me?" She whispered into Jane's mouth.
Jane nodded.
"Do you want to punish me?" The husky voice of the blonde, sent shivers into Jane's spinal cords.
Jane nodded again with a devilish smile on her face. She knew what Maura meant.
Maura leaned further and whispered into Jane's ear. "Go ahead, detective. I am all yours."
With that Jane rolled over Maura and pinned her on the bed. Now Jane was on top of the blonde.
"Tell me." Jane demanded.
Maura always loved to have Jane on top. "What do you want me to tell you?"
"Tell me, you are mine." Jane said it in her bed room voice and sucked on Maura's neck.
Maura gasped at the sudden contact. "I am… yours."
Jane moved down "Always?"
"Always." Her breath hitched.