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The sun was a cliché that morning, but that didn't make it any less beautiful. It cascaded through Maura's bedroom, which looked a lot smaller to Jane last night. Last night, that's all that Jane could think of. Maura's soft skin against hers, bringing so much pleasure and yet, the whole night was completely innocent. Jane stretched her arms out, expecting to feel Maura close to her. She wanted to pull that woman in again, maybe this time touch a little more of that skin.
Jane huffed out a frustrated breath when she saw that Maura wasn't in the bed with her. Her eyes opened slowly, almost painfully. She looked to where Maura's body was last night. In her place was a small note. Jane picked it up off of Maura's mattress. It was folded twice.
I didn't want to wake you up. I'll be back around 12:30. Make yourself at home.
Oh, and you talk in your sleep. :)
M.I.
Jane giggled slightly at that last comment and sat up. Running a hand through her mess of hair, she glanced over at the alarm clock. It was 10:30. She pushed off the white comforter and slipped out of Maura's bed.
Jane's shirt crept up her taught stomach as she raised her arms to stretch. She decided that she would follow Maura's orders and make herself at home. Her feet padded through the house, comfortably making their way to Maura's kitchen. She didn't know where anything was in Maura's cupboards, but she figured that it couldn't be that hard.
A little rummaging later and Jane found the coffee. She also found the coffee mugs. Convenient, she thought.
It was 11 o'clock and Jane was sipping coffee on Maura's couch, flipping through the channels on her television. She settled on a morning talk show.
It was 11:13 when the door bell rang. Actually, it was more of a ping sound. Jane's ears perked up. She didn't know what she was supposed to do. She set her coffee on the table which shared it's name.
Jane nervously approached the large double doors. There was a peep hole in both doors. She used the one to the left.
A brunette stood behind the took a good look at this woman, well as good as she could through the tiny fish eye lens. She's pretty... Jane thought for a moment. She cautiously opened the door.
The brown haired woman gave Jane an odd look when they met eachother's gaze.
"Hi," Jane choked out. The woman stood about three inches taller than her and she was absolutely gorgeous.
"Hello," The woman said with a slightly upward inflection. "Who are you?"
Jane's heart was beating a little faster. She was now a little embarrassed to be wearing Maura's huge shirt and her own boy boxers. The woman before her had an expensive handbag rested on her forearm and a tight dress that was most likely meant for a more formal event than knocking on someone's door at 11:13 in the morning.
When Jane didn't respond immediately, the woman entered the house with a huff. "Let me guess, you are a friend of Maura's?"
Jane, still hanging off the door, almost gawked at the woman's forwardness. "Uh, yes, I am." Very articulate, Jay.
"Where is she?" The woman asked, adjusting the sunglasses on the top of her head.
Jane pushed her shoulders back in an attempt to gain some dignity in this conversation. "Who are you?"
The brunette rolled her eyes. "My name is Charlie."
"Jane," She responded with a slight nod of her head. "Maura's not here right now."
"Do you know when she'll be back?" Charlie asked.
"No," Jane lied.
Charlie stood there, looking even more miffed than she was when she got there. "Okay, well, when she gets back, tell her I was here." Charlie said smoothly as she pulled her sunglasses down to eye level.
Jane, still standing by the door, watched as Charlie strutted by. The taller woman stopped before she was completely out the door and looked Jane up and down. "You be careful." With that, the woman was gone and Jane was left to stand in the open doorway.
A Little Over an Hour Later:
Jane was sitting on Maura's couch, nibbling her nails nervously. What the hell did that woman mean? 'You be careful'. What the fuck? Am I even more stupid than I thought? God, she's going to be here any minute. What am I supposed to do? Should I even tell her Char-
Her thoughts were cut short by the sound of Maura coming through the door. Jane took one last inhale before standing up. She had changed back into her own clothes.
Maura's eyes lit up when she saw Jane. That in and of itself made Jane melt again. You can't be so weak. The younger girl ordered herself.
"Hey," Maura said as she placed her purse on the small glass table by the opening of the walkway. Jane bit her lip anxiously. "What's wrong?" Maura frowned as she approached Jane.
"You had a visitor today," Jane's words dripped with hesitation.
"Oh?" Maura said, crossing her arms over her chest. "Who?"
Jane had walked into the living room. "A woman," Her eyes met Maura's concerned face. "Charlie."
Maura downcast her eyes for a few seconds. "What did she want?" She said when she looked back up at Jane.
"She wanted to see you," Jane replied. "She seemed kind of," She chose her words carefully. "... discontented."
Maura nodded. "Did she say anything specific?"
Just that I should be careful. "No."
Maura eyed her younger companion suspiciously. "What's wrong, Jane?" She asked for the second time.
"Nothing," Jane replied a little too quickly.
"What did Charlie say to you?" Maura's tone was becoming slightly more sharp- not because of any annoyance with Jane, but because of her growing anger towards the woman who so obviously upset her.
Jane's voice was stuck in her throat, nothing was coming out. She sat down on the couch to calm herself.
Maura immediately sat next to her. Jane looked at the woman who was so close to her. She's so beautiful. Jane thought. She's my angel. Could she really hurt me?
"Did you and Charlie, have a fight?" Jane tried.
Maura inhaled and exhaled deep breaths. She was livid that Charlie had shown up at her place. She probably waltzed right in, completely disregarding Jane. "Yes," She answered honestly. "We dated a few months ago."
"Oh," Jane guessed that Maura and Charlie had been in a relationship immediately after Charlie had given her that look of disdain. 'Let me guess, you are a friend of Maura's?' Jane could hear that velvet voice slither through her ear as if Charlie's lips were right next to her lobe.
"We fought about stupid things, Jane. I just couldn't be with someone that immature." Maura suddenly wanted to take back her words, suck them back into her mouth, steal them from the atmosphere that now felt so thick.
Jane looked down, feeling the weight of those words. If Charlie was immature, what does that make her? Maybe this is what Charlie meant? "I'm seventeen." Jane finally said.
Maura chuckled goodhearted, "I know."
"If you don't want someone immature, why did you pick me?" The area in the back of Jane's eyes began to sting. Shit, Jay, don't cry, they both thought almost simultaneously.
"You're not like her, Jay." Maura took Jane's hands in her own. "That's the only reason why I can justify what we're doing. I want to be with you Jane, because you're more than some silly teenage girl. You have a mind, a heart."
Jane stood up and began to pace. Maura watched her as she walked back and forth in front of the fireplace. "But that's just it, Maura. I am a silly teenage girl. You have to know that. And I'm afraid of what I'm getting myself into." Jane stopped immediately. Now she was the one who wanted to suck the words back.
Maura's finger nails dug into her white pants, turning the tips a reddish hue. She couldn't look at Jane as she talked. "I admit that I was more forward than I should I have been. I mean, I'm your teacher for god sakes. You're uncomfortable," Maura relaxed her hands and looked up at Jane who looked as upset as she felt. "I'll back off. We can go back to the way it was before. Me being your teacher, nothing else."
Jane shook her head, no. "No, that's not what I meant Maura. I love you. I still do."
"But you're afraid!" Maura recalled, her eyes getting misty as well.
"Because of what Charlie said!" Jane blurted out.
Maura's ears perked up. "What did she say?"
"She told me to be careful." Jane replied, calmly and quietly.
Maura stood up and reached out for the younger girl in front of her. She took both of Jane's hands in her own. "I'm not going to hurt you Jane."
"I don't want to have to compete with other girls," Jane said. "I'm afraid to."
Maura had to chuckle at that one. "How many ex's do you think I have?"
"I don't want to imagine it." Jane's insecurities were scaring her. She didn't want to be the needy girl that she was slowly becoming.
"Please don't worry," Maura cooed into Jane's ear. "Because there's no competition."