Chapter 8

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Maya pov

I tried to stay calm, I really did, but it didn't work. As soon as I stepped into the apartment with my mom and Shawn I started to panic. I felt trapped. Before thinking twice I ran. I ran faster and faster with every look at me, every gaze, every turned head. I ran to Riles, climbed through her window and felt safe. Riley comforted me, making me calm down while sobbing.

I was pretty calm when Cory walked in. Then I froze.

"Maya, are you okay?" He asked, walking closer. I tried so hard to not run but when he lifted his hand towards me I ran, I couldn't do this. I wasn't strong enough. I basically flew down the ladder, Riley being close behind me. I ran and ran. Riley kept up, grabbing my waist to keep me from running.

"I'm sorry peaches." She cried while hugging me tightly. Hearing her cry mad me cry too. I couldn't go back home. I couldn't go to the Matthews. I was broken and I didn't know where to go. I started to panic with those thoughts. Riley must have thought of something because she took my hand and walked with me down the street, trying to talk with me to keep me occupied. I didn't have any idea where we were going but if I couldn't trust Riley, who could I trust?

We walked into the dorms of NYU. Thinking of Josh made me calm. I knew I could trust Josh but not even Josh could keep me from thinking about all the boys turning their heads towards me and Riley. My heart started to beat faster, Riley stopped to give me a hug. Not working. She told me not to look. Not working. By the time we got to Josh's dorm I was shaking and crying. I was an embarrassment.

When Josh opened the door and hugged me. That was the first time I really felt safe. His scent, his heartbeat, everything about him made me calm down. I needed him.

"It's okay Maya, it's okay. It's not your fault. You can stay here." Josh whispered while holding me tightly. We got into his dorm, Riley followed. Josh sat down with me on his bed. He made me lay down and tucked me into the blankets that smelled like him. I felt safe and warm and then he told me a story, once again it was Sleeping Beauty, pretty ironic. I slowly fell asleep and for the first time in a very long time I felt safe.


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