Explicit [GirlxGirl - Complete]

Chapter 30

Chapter 30

Lianna drove me to the police station. She held my hand in the car as I stared at the building, waiting for the courage to walk up there myself to come. It didn't. There was a pit in my throat and every time I thought about going up there I choked up. My hands were trembling and I couldn't get my knee to stop bouncing. The car rocked with each bounce. I bit my lip, but the pain did nothing to stop the racing of my heart.

Lianna grabbed the offending knee. She squeezed it lightly.

"Do you want me to come in with you?"

The hand did nothing to stop my knee. It had a mind of its own. But it lessened my worrying. It was just that...

"The pictures," I say it as if they're something that'll jump out and attack me. "What will they think of the pictures?"

The look she gave me made me feel small. Like a child. It was one of those looks that a mother gave her kid when they were asking a silly question. I didn't want to feel like that with her. I didn't want her to think less of me because of the things that I couldn't do. Because I knew that what Lianna thought about me meant a lot more to be than anything else in the world.

That was scary. That was terrifying. Everything about what she did to me was frightening.

She threw open the door. She slammed it shut. I sat there in the passenger seat, frozen and not sure at all what was to come, but I wasn't going to move. I was waiting for all the things I loved right now to fall apart.

She opened the door. The cold air flew in and I could only stare up at her.

"Get out." She jerked her head toward the sidewalk. I looked at the police station, at her, back to the empty car, and then once again back to her.

The pieces were coming together. Her face, coach, Zoey, and all the things I had in these pictures on my phone. No matter what choice I made, I would be throwing a part of her away.

I licked my lips. They were dry and chapped. "Maybe I shouldn't."

She rolled her eyes. I think that was the first time in a while since she'd done it. I never thought I would miss it this much.

"We've talked this out. We both knew this is what you want to do. And Liza gave her permission."

I shook my head. The anger flared up in my gut. I stood up to her, grabbing the car door. Her brows rose as I came up close to her.

"But you never agreed. We still have to talk about this."

Her grip on the door fell. "What?"

I shook my head in disbelief. "Do you honestly think I could go in there and share everything when that would...would bring you into this?"

I took a shaky breath. "If they start looking, they're going to find out about you."

My voice died off. I'd said it. It was out there and I couldn't find the energy to say anything else.

She leaned down to my level. I didn't want to look in her eyes and see the contempt. I didn't want her to hate me. I didn't want to go back to the hate and the avoidance.

"Look at me, Maya."

The rain was getting both of us wet. I don't know I hadn't noticed. The droplets fell on my face and when I got the courage to look at her, I saw that they had gotten her too. She was covered in hundreds of them.

"I'm not afraid or scared or whatever. I don't care."

She stepped up to me and took my shaking hands into her own.