≪ THE ONLY GOOD THING ≫
warning: very very very sadThe only good thing Maya Hart had in her life was her boyfriend, the love of her life, Farkle Minkus.
Everything else in her life was terrible— literally, terrible. That was the only word she could possibly think of to describe what was going on in her life. The text messages she got telling her to end her life, the way she had to take care of her drunken mother every night, the abuse she took from the men her mother brought home.
Nothing worked out for Maya. She was on the verge of committing suicide when Farkle had sauntered into her life, knocking her books out of her hands on accident when he was in a hurry to get to class. Sure, it resulted in him getting screamed at, but that wasn't all— it ended up with them having a heated make out session in the janitor's closet. Maya couldn't even remember how it got started, but she didn't care, because she was finally happy.
She was on her way to meet him now. He'd texted her, saying he wanted to meet at his place at seven, but she decided to go to Topanga's at five so she could get some homework done before she went to Farkle's. Anywhere was a better environment than home, and at the bakery, she could ask Topanga for help if she got confused about one of the questions.
Sighing, Maya brushed her bangs back with her fingers, thinking about what she was going to ask Farkle— she wanted to talk to him about their first time.
It was no secret that Maya and Farkle were in love; it was also no secret that Maya and Farkle had never slept together. Maya finally felt like she was ready, because she was in a relationship with someone who she was in love with and someone who she trusted— she wanted to know if Farkle felt the same.
Maya took a deep breath as she approached the bakery, slinging her jacket over her arm so she could open the door. She stopped, however, when her hand only barely grazed the handle and she caught sight of something horrific through the glass door.
Riley and Farkle.
She decided to give it a moment to play out— there was no way that they'd do that to her. Riley was her best friend, and Farkle was her boyfriend. The both of them loved her too much to do something like this, right?
Maya felt her heart break into a million pieces as she watched Riley and Farkle hug, the brunette then proceeding to press her lips against Maya's boyfriend's cheek. The blonde beauty's world came crashing down right in front of her, the only good thing in her life slipping from her finger tips.
"I'm such an idiot," she muttered, letting out a humorless laugh as she slapped her hand against her forehead, hating the feeling of tears stinging her eyes. She felt weak.
She turned on her heel, running down the street and away from Topanga's as quickly as humanly possible. In the process, she was wiping her cheeks with the back of her hand, sniffling and earning dirty looks from civilians. She didn't care, though, because it didn't matter.
This was the last she'd be seeing of anyone, anyways.
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Farkle bid Riley a due as he slipped out of Topanga's, a smile on his face. He couldn't wait to see Maya at his house— his parents were out of town, and everything was going to be perfect.
He'd just met up with Riley at her mother's bakery to ask for help with Maya's surprise— he wanted to plan something special for their first time, and he needed Riley's help, considering she was Maya's best friend and knew a lot about her. He couldn't wait to see the look on his beautiful girlfriend's face.
Farkle Minkus was in love with Maya Hart.
As he was walking back to his house, hands in his pockets and a smile on his face, he passed the television store. They had the display TVs in the window, set on the news stations. In the periphery of his vision, something unnerving caught his eye.
A picture of Maya.
With furrowed eyebrows, he jogged towards the store's entrance, wanting to hear the entire story that was apparently relating to his girlfriend. Farkle gulped down his nervousness as he stood in front of one of the televisions, biting down on his quivering lip to calm it.
"A tragic suicide consumes the life of seventeen year old Greenwich resident, Maya Hart," the news anchor said, causing Farkle's eyes to widen.
His breath hitched in his throat, tears stinging his eyes as he tried to calm his nerves in order to hear the whole story.
"Hart threw herself off of the bridge downtown, landing on the freeway. The NYPD says the fall caused her to break her neck."
He didn't know if he could do this— he was already balling his eyes out, hands fisted in his hair as he dropped down to his knees, panting heavily. The customers and employees were giving him looks of confusion, some of them scowling, but he didn't care. He only wanted to know why the love of his life decided to end her life.
"A suicide note is yet to be discovered, but witnesses say they heard Hart's last words," the reporter continued, causing Farkle's eyes to widen even more, his breath leaving.
It was all he could do not to break down when she said:
"'I still love you, Farkle Minkus.'"
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wow I hate myself. this was sad and it was terrible I suck.
sorry for being such a meanie with these sad one shots!
- j
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