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Maya Aseal

Two Weeks Later

"So, are you liking this therapist thing so far?" Solana asked as she looked around my new center and office.

I stare at her blankly.

It's been two weeks since Killian almost killed me, and I haven't been the same. The spirit in me died when I truly realized what he did. He wanted me dead. So, I left it as is. Nothing cheers my heart up anymore.

"I guess." I shrug. Even my tone is dead!

"Maya.." She starts.

I hold my hand up. "Don't start with the whole 'Maya' thing." I sternly spoke as I got up from my office chair and started to set up for my next patient — which was in the next hour or so.

A nice walk wouldn't hurt to clear my mind.

Mentally note that.

"Okay, I won't start with it, but I heard Killian has a new nurse." Bless her soul.

"Great. Hope she makes it out alive." I grumble under my breath as I grab a tissue from the high tops of a cabinet. They are usually for the patients but in the end. I'm always the one crying.

"I mean true. Let's hope she makes it out alive." Solana agrees, standing up from her chair and rounding over to me. "Her name is Lisa Rodriguez."

"She must be nice," I mumble.

"You wouldn't think it, but yeah..she is." Solana mimics my mumble and places one of the notebooks out on the chair.

It fell silent between us before I walked out abruptly. I needed to clear my mind and my heart.

"Maya!" Solana called out for me, but I was already outside.

I take in the sun that hits my skin as the wind intertwines around me. This is what I needed. My feet started to move as my thoughts began to ramble on. Lost in thought, I didn't know I was crying. I shoved my hands in my pockets and kept my head down, not paying attention.

An 'oof' soon slips from my mouth as I bump into something hard. Or should I say someone? I immediately apologize.

"I'm sorry I-" I'm short off when I look up to see Killian.

He looks down and frowns softly. "No, no, it's fine," He spoke gently, stepping back from my space. "I-I wasn't looking either."

He looks better than how he was a couple of weeks ago.

We don't say anything for a while until he clears his throat.

"Mia Bella, I'm sorry." He whispered. "Please know it was never my intention to hurt you or at least try to kill you. Maya, I'm sorry." His eyes begged for me.

I look away. "Just leave me alone, Killian." I went to walk around him, but he grabbed my wrist and pinned me towards him. My hands landed on his forearms for support. He leans into me, and I don't pull away. "Killian, let me go." I break.

"No, Maya, listen to me, please. I-I never wanted to hurt you. It wasn't me back there, and I know you know it. Just don't give up what we created." He whispered some more, placing a soft kiss on my cheek. I closed my eyes but then shook my head. My body was giving in, not me.

I rip away from him and look him dead in the eyes.

"You almost killed me!" I grit, shoving a finger into his chest — which he takes into his hands.

"You know I would never do that to you! Maya, please. I was under something that ended me to be something I'm not!" He pulls me into him once again. "Maya, I love you."

Did he say –

"Don't. Stop while you're ahead." I warn, pulling myself out from him again. "Don't, Killian."

He shakes his head. "I love you, Maya–"

"Killian."

"Elizabeth." He steps closer.

"Quit while you're ahead."

"Aseal." He cups my face and smashes our lips together.

The feeling of his lips against my lips makes me go in a spiral. I tried to push away but to no use. My body failed me, and kissed him back. I closed my eyes when he bit my lip in the process.

Maya, stop this.

Should I?

Maya, you're hurting. Make him suffer.

Should I really?

Snapping my eyes open, I finally pull away from his grip and go to keep a safe distance. No, he can't just do this to me and act as if everything was fine.

"Mia Bell-" I cut him off.

"Don't start with that 'Mia Bella' crap! You almost killed me, and here I am kissing you!" I exclaim. "You don't get to act like you didn't do shit! When you did!" I felt a stinging pain in the back of my eyes. I went to blink the tears away, but they couldn't help themselves and began to fall before him.

"You don't think I know that! Maya, you're the only girl – the only fucking girl – person to see me as a person when everyone sees me as a monster!" He defends. "So, if you don't wanna hear it – fine! But I'm not just going to stand here and not say how I feel. Maya, I love you!"

"Stop saying that!" I pushed. "Just stop!"

He takes in a deep breath before releasing a shaky breath. Was he going to cry?

That's something new.

"Maya, please. You are the only girl that makes me feel like there is nothing wrong with me and that I'm not the only one in this by myself. You are the first and the last girl to make me feel like this. Yes, I hurt you! But that doesn't mean each night I don't feel guilt when I do. You're my girl and only my girl. Maya Elizabeth Aseal. My Mia Bella. My queen." He breaks, pouring his whole heart in front of me.

And you know what I do.

I stomp on his heart.

"You mean nothing to me."

A/N

Poor Maya and Killian. *Insert sad tear 😢* 
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