Maya the giantess

Someone's home

Maya POV
I start pushing the dollhouse across my room and into my closet, which is relatively easy on my carpeted floor. My thumb hurts like hell, but I can't be mad at Zoey, she was only trying to get me to let go. I feel sick thinking that I almost suffocated her without realizing it. I need to be more aware of my strength and not be so rough with her. I walk back over to my nightstand to get Zoey. I gently lay my palm down next to her and patiently watch her step onto my hand and sit crisscrossed in the center of my palm. I feel very happy when she finally steps on my hand, she still trusts me! After that, I wouldn't even trust me. It's very weird lifting her up, because she's so light, I feel like I'm holding nothing . I walk over to the dollhouse, slowly and steadily. It feels like I'm carrying a precious artifact. I reach the dollhouse and gently lower her to the front door. She hops off, looking up at me and giving a thumbs up. I guess that's the signal I can leave. I plug in the Christmas lights so that she can see inside my dark closet. Finally I shut the closet  and leave my room, making sure to lock the door. Olivia is waiting for me in the hallway.
"Why'd you lock your door?" She asks, suspicious.
"None of your business!" I yell back. "You're already on thin ice with me, I'd watch it."
She squints curiously at me, but decides it's not worth losing a ride and moves on.
"Alright, can we go?"
"Yeah"

Zoey POV
I sit in my dimly lit room, waiting for Maya to get back. After about 5 minutes of blankly staring at the ceiling, I decide to do a little exploring while Maya is out. I walk downstairs and out my front door. Outside it is even darker, I can barely see a thing, except through the crack at the bottom of the closet. I walk towards it and lay on my side to peek out. Outside I can see the bottom of Maya's massive bed. Underneath is a maze of giant clutter. Towards the back, a book catches my attention. Is it.. Maya's diary? Trying to look at it would make me the ultimate creep, but my curiosity gets the best of me. This could be an opportunity to get to know her more personally than what she'd reveal to me. Plus it's not that far away, so I could just take a quick peek and run right back. I lay on my stomach and slide out from under the closet door. I stand up, take a deep breathe, and start jogging over to the book. When I reach the bed, I am greeted by giant soda bottles and various candy wrappers. It's kind of weird, I never thought of Maya as a slob. It's fairly dark, but I can make my way through the mess and to the book. When I finally get there, I conclude that it's definitely a journal or diary of some sort. It's got a spiral edge, but it's too small to be a notebook. Then something occurs to me, how am I going read it in this darkness? I'll have to drag it out from under the bed. I grab the cover's corner and start pulling. Unfortunately, no matter how much I struggle, the book won't budge. Wow, can I really not move a single book. Suddenly I realize what I am doing. I am invading Maya's privacy, I'm obviously not meant to read her diary if I can't even move it. Also, what would I do if she got home? Tell her I was reading her diary? I shiver, thinking of what this small act of betrayal could unleash. I wouldn't want Maya to be mad at me for various reasons not to mention she could easily hurt me. I frown and give up my mission, it just isn't worth it. As I'm walking back to the closet, I feel the ground slightly vibrate. Maya's dog goes ballistic and I cover my ears. I freeze, and hear the thunderous footsteps of someone approaching. Shit shit shit, someone's coming. I panic, and frantically run back to the closet. When I'm about a quarter of the way there, a loud knock comes from the door. "Hey, I decided to come home for my lunch break" a voice booms from outside of the door. Shit it's Maya's mom, I feel myself weaken with fear. The door knob jiggles vigorously as she tries to open the door. "Maya, why the hell did you lock your door?" Then comes another set of loud knocks. I sigh in relief, thank god Maya locked the door or I would be in serious trouble.
"Maya, I'm giving you ten seconds to unlock this door or I'm coming in!" I feel the blood drain from my face, what does she mean coming in? I never thought that someone else might have the key. I panic and try to run the rest of the way to the closet, but my legs feel like Jell-O. I use all my energy trying to fight through this feeling and just get to the closet, I feel like I'm running in a nightmare.  All the while, Maya's mom is counting down from ten.
"5..4..3..2..1! I'm coming in"
I hear the door unlock and Maya's mom abruptly swings the door open, causing it to hit the wall loudly. I lose all feeling in my limbs when I see her very large figure standing in the doorway. She angrily looks around the room with her eyebrows furrowed. She looks like an older version of Maya, but she is quite a bit taller. Her expression fades into a more confused look as she continues to scan the room without seeing Maya.
"Maya?" She says, taking a step into the room.