The Maia and Ross Diaries

C59 - Ruthless

"...My Grace Kelly did have talent. She got me straight A's and the perfect boyfriend. But it was my Grace Jones that had everyone wanting to dress like me, not because they admired my hard work, but because they were fascinated by my ferocity. "

Outside on the porch Laura and I sat watching the police and ambulance increase.
Rowan was in Laura's arms, as we were both trying to keep each other together. I couldn't help but hold back tears on Laura's shoulder.

We were both on the foot of my porch, where glass shreds were everywhere, and neighbors were staring. Very comfortable, if you ask me... In other words we were both shaking and still terrified even after it were clear we won.

But that didn't change that Ron killed Stormie... That's the only thing that came out of this.

Cuts and bruises, just about everywhere on our faces, but I couldn't help but give a smile as they rolled Ron out of the house. It was luck. It was a silver lining that Laura shot the right person. That she even came when she did. I could've been dead. "It took this long." Laura sneered, as Ron's body was pushed into the ambulance. "For justice..."

I heard her clear, even when my head was looking for Ross, I could hear her. I could understand in the lowness of her voice that it was all over.

I grabbed her hand, with a firm grip and turned my face to her in a smile. I never thought I'd be comforting up to Laura Marano without being forced. "Well, you did it," I admitted. It was true. She saved us both... she walked on her bad leg to that gun, and she shot the right person. Otherwise I would've been the one falling down those stairs.

"You're close," She rested her head at her bare toes. "We both did it. That bastard got the whooping of his life." She smiled, also trying to hold back tears.

I say this was a personal best. For all the fighters out there who even had to go through this stuff? Wow. I could worry about Ron getting away again, but on the other hand, I could tug Laura's hand in victory.

This time Laura didn't run. She stayed and fought. She has changed even if it wasn't a grave change.

The fact that I figured Ross sent her, was the hint that Laura wasn't forced to do this. It was her brave choice. "Thank you... Laura." I rested my head on her shoulder as she was still up right. A silent tear rolled down my eye as I sighed.

We beat our past . . .

I finally opened my eyes after a few solid moments of ambulance noise still protruding, and saw Ross. Nina stood next to him, blood covering her blue dress, and skin, and Hailey in Nina's tight arms barely keeping balance. I still blinked back tears trying to keep it all together, looking at them from the porch. The first tear fell as I stood up, Ross watching Ron being rode off.

Relief in my heart filled when I saw them all foreshadowed by the blue and red lights. I didn't think twice to limp towards them with my arms open.

"Oh my god," Nina sighed as I held Nina and Hailey in a tight hug, them hugging me back. "You're okay."

Ross caught my eye after the next few quiet and grateful moment...

Dear, Journal

My world makes sense again. It doesn't mean what Ron did was okay. But now instead of feeling that there will always be a bump, I realized it was just hatred and revenge, but at least I know a random stranger didn't kill her for the fun of it; but that doesn't help Ross. I don't have to cry at night, scared that someone's out to get me. I don't have to be afraid of Ron Williams.