Saving Maya

Chapter 12. Everybody has Scars

Hey guys! If you also read Girl Meets 20 Years Later and you're mad at me for not updating, I'm working on the next chapter, but the idea's for this book just keep coming so I have to write them before I forget.

I don't have a rant today.... Except that I rewatched Girl Meets Hurricane and that episode makes me happy on a whole new level. Like, if you don't like that episode, we have a problem.

Someone messaged me and asked why I mostly do Maya POV, so I'm gonna tell everybody. The main reason is that I am a fifteen year old girl so I feel really weird writing any pov other than Riley or Maya. There really hasn't been an opportunity to write Riley so I haven't, but it's coming at some point. The second reason is I relate more to Maya so it's easier to write her. The last reason is, this story is mainly about Maya so it makes sense to me that her pov would be most frequent.

Fun fact: navis means ship in Latin so...

I do not own gmw

Enjoy!

Maya POV

My grounding is finally over! Shawn only grounded me for a week, which I thought was kinda weird, because he was really mad before. I thought it would be at least three weeks, but I'm not complaining. Anyway, it's Wednesday morning and I'm getting ready for school. I get dressed, eat something, brush my teeth, and head across the hall to Riley's. I walk into an argument. Yay, entertainment!

"So what's happening this time?" I ask.

"He's treating me like a twelve year old." Riley says indignantly.

"I am not" Mr. Matthews says. "I just don't like the idea of you having a boyfriend"

"Really? Jeez Matthews, we're not in seventh grade anymore, I mean what are you afraid of anyway? It's Farkle." I say. This conversation happens frequently.

"He did kiss your hand in the eighth grade" Riley says.

"Yeah, that did happen. Can we forget that day forever please?" I say.

"Well anyway..." Mr. Matthews says as I look at the clock.

"It's seven, Riles, we better go" I say, ready to leave the conversation.

"This conversation isn't over" Mr. Matthews says

"Byeee" we both say at the same time. Riley and I head to the subway and get to school. When we get there, I see the thing that ruins my day. Lucas is writing something on a piece of paper, and giving it to Missy Bradford. I guess I knew this was gonna happen, I mean who wants someone who's so broken and scarred. I head to history. I sit down, and when Lucas comes in. He must notice something's wrong, because he gives me a confused look. When class is over, I get out of there as fast as possible. Lucas somehow catches up to me.

"Maya, what's wrong?" Lucas asks me.

"I have to get to class." I mumble and head off to english. I somehow avoid Lucas for the rest of the day, until I get a text from him right before my last class.

Lucas: Meet me at the park after school, I need to talk to you.

Great. I sit through math then head for the park. I head to the spot where we usually go, it's a little secret place that nobody knows about. Lucas is already there when I arrive.

"Maya, what's wrong, you haven't talked to me all day." Lucas asks me.

"I saw you give a piece of paper to Missy." I say.

"Maya, Missy is in my math class. There was a homework problem she didn't understand and I was showing her how to do it." Lucas explains. "I love you, Maya, don't ever doubt that."

"I just thought, well, who wants someone who's so broken and scarred." I say quietly.

"Everybody has scars, Maya." Lucas says.

"What do you mean?" I ask. Lucas turns around and lifts up the back of his shirt, revealing scars, whip marks, and bruises that never healed.

"Lucas" I say as he turns back around.

"My dad, he used to hit my mom, about two years before he left, I stood up to him, then he started to hit me. I didn't do anything, because I was afraid that if I did, he would try to hit Lily. It helped when I played baseball, whenever we won, I was safe. Whenever we lost, I was given the blame." Lucas says. That right there breaks my heart. This was going on when Lucas came here, and none of us noticed anything off.

"That's why you don't like to talk about your dad." I say

"The point is, Maya, don't ever be ashamed of your scars, or think someone won't want to be around you because you're broken. Because the sad truth is, we're all a little broken inside, and that's okay." I smile at what he says. He pulls me in and we kiss, for what feels like hours, but at the same time it feels like half a second.

AN

I don't know how else to end that chapter so it's gonna be like that. Sorry this chapter was a little short, but a lot of stuff happened. I'm running out of idea's for this story, so if you have any, I'd be happy to hear them. Maybe more Farkle? idk

Bye!