#maya hart fanfic

[lanternlightseer]

Halloween AU: The Strange Girls

Some girls are mean, some girls are nice, and others go both ways.

The Serpent’s Knowledge (Part 1): Fi's search is locked on Riley when she conjured her doppelgänger. Chaos ensures and Farkle emails Fi, she gladly takes the distraction when college overwhelms her. Technomagick can't solve Fi's problems, neither can Riley's insecurities. What has he overlooked? How can Clu be of help? Sometimes softness is stronger than darkness. Even the serpent needs a friend. [Read More on FFN & Ao3]

Lilith Released (Part 2): Maya summoned Lilith but Lucas can't contain Maya, let alone a demon, and asks Annie for help. Annie has her own problems: an unexpected pregnancy during her tour. Her spirit panther becomes real, growing more protective of her. Music can't help Annie here and Maya must use her intelligence to banish Lilith. Who will survive when their worlds crossover? [Read More on FFN & Ao3]

I was inspired to do a gif set because of @ladyxboheme. Thanks to @soweirdondisney , @soweird-gifs , @fi-phillips , and @thats-so-weird for occasionally talking to me about what we thought of the show and characters.

[onlyalittlecrazy]

hey...

any slowburn fans out there who also like girl meets world? then you should check out my fic, good person lessons! it's my personal character fix it for lucas and maya, and i think it's really good and you would enjoy it!

[naughtygeek49]

Me omw to write the most out of character, mushy, feel good fanfiction about a woman who could and in certain cases would kill me and her sweet, slightly pathetic boyfriend

[onceiblinked]

 Decisions, decisions…

[oceangirl24]

Find the Word- We're back!

Thanks so much for the tag and for doing this @axolotlsupremacyowo!

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The Return: The Christmas List

"Like, would you date someone Jon's age?"

"It would depend on the person." She could not be direct any more than he could be.

Shawn scratched his fingernail across the tile of the kitchen island, unable to look her in the eyes. "What if the person is Jon?"

The Return: Cult Fiction Revisited

The way Jon laid in the hospital bed was same the way he laid after the motorcycle accident. There were wires stuck to his chest coming up through the neck of his hospital gown. An oxygen cannula aided his breathing. The only the casts and bandages were missing.

Jon was as still and lifeless as he was back then.

Saudade: Fishing for Answers

It took Riley a long time before she could give voice to her fears. "That they'll start fighting and being unhappy with each other. I'm afraid they'll end up divorced."

Letting out a slow breath, Maya watched her breath dissipate in the cold air around them. She didn't want to admit that Riley's fear was attaching itself to her, but it was. If the foundations of two of the most solid relationships in existence could be shaken and cracked, what hope did her mom and Shawn have?

The Return: Questions and Answers Part II

"Yeah, I know the job's been bad," Cory admitted. He had been holding back his own concerns for the past several months, not wanting to alarm those close to him if he was wrong. "Listen, I'm only tellin' you this- Topanga would kill me if she knew- but sometimes I create problems at school that force Jon to come down and deal with."

Shawn didn't know whether to laugh or be upset. "Seriously?"

Cory gripped his knees with hands. "Yeah, I mean, nothing major that would cause real problems for anyone. I just make a fuss knowing he won't ignore me."

"You are kinda of hard to ignore when you make a fuss."

Saudade: Preparations

Shawn forced his attention away from the bike; they had to leave for the hospital now. He stood and pulled the key out of his pocket that Audrey had left him. The key was still on the same Pentagon keyring Jon had way back then. He checked the bike over once more to make sure everything was ready to run. That's when he noticed something was missing.

He smiled as he recalled the time he tried to take the bike to Audrey's but couldn't get it started because he overlooked a small but important detail-the key.

The Return: The Keys

"Cor, look around." Shawn gestured to the crowded place they were in. "Who don't you see here?"

Cory looked around suspiciously, then looked back at Shawn, and shrugged. "That blonde lady from the park," he said, repeating how Riley had referred to Miss Tompkins. He drew curious looks from both of the men at the table.

Shawn sniffed. "You're welcome."

Autumn in Philadelphia: Cory and Shawn's Miracle Soap: Tuesday

(the closest I have to infinite is eternal)

An ear-splitting scream shook the Matthews' house early Tuesday morning. Amy grimaced at the eternal shriek as she set a plate full of hot cakes down in the center of the kitchen table.

Birthday Wishes and Valentine Kisses: Accidental Discoveries

Shawn spun around ready to fight. This was an instinctual reaction to being approached from behind. Growing up in the Pink Flamingo Trailer Park taught him that being ready to fight was the only way to avoid being pummeled.

It was good thing he repressed the urge to blindly swing, however. If he had, he would have connected with Brad's stomach.

And he would have been in a lot of trouble.

No clay. Hmm...

Flashbacks: Better Days

While he favored the bikinis worn by the girls on MTV's Beach House, he knew Audrey would not be comfortable in one in public and they were also going to a family theme park for young kids, not the Jersey Shore. Begrudgingly he put the suit back and resumed searching.

At one point he thought he found the one- a pearlescent two-piece. He had to struggle to reach it as it was shoved in the back behind a bunch of one-piece suits with weird ruching and ruffled skirts. He was terribly disappointed when he finally got it into the light.

It wasn't even a bikini; it was an off-white one-piece.

No doubt Audrey would make this boring garment look like haute couture, but Jon couldn't stomach the idea of putting her into something so plain. He shoved it back where he found it and continued to look for something that matched her personality.

[partiallypearl]

where did they get that shirt they wear in that one scene? + riley matthews for her shirt in girl meets ski lodge prt 1

she finds it at the goodwill on 7 west 14th street. it’s the one her and maya have been frequenting for weeks, in between their trips to demolition and the forever 21 at the oculus centre.

“look at this!” maya says, all excited and riley turns to look at her. she’s holding a red shirt, a cotton tunic with small white flowers on it. it’s absolutely stunning. “you should get it.” she tells maya, and her best friend shakes her head.

“not for me.” the blonde says with a toothy grin. “for you. it’d be perfect with those cargos you thrifted a couple of weeks ago.”

and it’s true. it would be. but riley is pretty sure the shirt is too small, and with how her shoulders seems to be rounding out more and more every day, she’s not sure how it would look on her.

as if she can read her mind (and maybe she can), maya shakes her head, walking over to riley and pressing the shirt against her chest. “try it on. for me?”

the blonde’s puppy dog eyes are activated and riley bites down on her lip as she adds the shirt to her cart, her fingers stroking the soft cotton.

“okay. i will.”

it’s a testament to how much she loves maya. to wear something she isn’t fully comfortable wearing. that’s everything their friendship is made of, testaments to their love for one another.

[breannacasey]

Girl Meets the Woods

Riley and Maya are on a trip in the woods

Riley Matthews & Maya Hart, Girl Meets World. Gen, 477 words.

Written for @flufftober Day 2: "Left. Other left!"

Read on ao3

[nerd-hotnissa]

If you like girl meets world and shipped Lucaya I have a story called Lovers Lie on archive of our own (ao3) and would love for more people to read it. My username is nerdhotnissa on there. Let me know what you think!

[hartsquad]

Hello lovelies! We have great news, good news and bad news.

Great news! Bought a new charger so laptop is back up and running!

Good news! Chapter 7 is posted!

Bad news, everything after chapter 7 is missing 🙃

I have no idea where the rest are, I didn’t get far so it was like almost to 11 but to me that felt like a lot lol but yea it’s missing.

Looked in the recycle bin, double checked all the folders, even had my tech wiz uncle help and nada, zero, zilch.

So updates will still be about the same but since I know where I was at it should be a smidge bit faster.

But atleast on the plus side you know this is going to be multi chapter, I’m estimating around 20 chapters but we’ll see.

All mistakes are mine but I hope you guys enjoy and thank you for staying with me and this story!! Love you lots!

Posted 01/18/24

[r-rk-fics]

Third Wheel Ferris Wheel - R_RK - Girl Meets World [Archive of Our Own]

[baywindowproductions]

Do you guys do anything with fanfiction for GMW?

it's something i've definitely aspired to accomplish (being a fellow rilaya shipper, i was pissed when the show was cancelled without rilaya being made canon, so i wanted to make fan films so that i could give them the payoff they deserved); but it's really hard to get people together to make fan films for it, 1) because of legal issues, and 2) other people having their own lives/things they're procrastinating on themselves

i still really wanna make rilaya fan films, but i feel like my only other option would be changing the names/some of the elements of the show and making it a novel that someone else with the means could make a film adaptation of - but that would just kinda feel like a knockoff to me and not like a true payoff

idk, do you have any thoughts on that? like, would it still feel like a payoff to you if i went that route? or would you still want the names and other elements kept the same?

[fanfiction-writer11]

Lucaya FanFiction

Do not post my work as your own - I do not own Girl Meets World or any characters from the show, this is strictly a fan writing about a ship she likes!

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Writing Prompt posted on Pinterest, Link: https://pin.it/4KNouss

Warning ⚠️: Mention of Death

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"Maya, come home," her mother, Katy, had said only an hour before her whole world shattered.

She's gone. She is really gone.

After Katy broke the news, Maya went to her room and cried until she had no more tears. Now, Maya is slumped against her bed, staring absent mindedly across her room.

She is my Canada, my closest ally, and she... she's gone.

In the mist of her turmoil, she had ignored the insist ringing from her cell phone. This caused a particular cowboy to wonder if she had made it home okay, and wish he would have fought hard to walk her home. The only reason he stopped pushing the issue was because she promised she would message him the minute she got to her apartment. However, it's been over an hour since Maya left the group at Topanga's.

"Have any of y'all heard anything out of Maya since she left?" Everyone shakes their head, "It's been over an hour. I'm am gonna head over to her place to make sure she got there okay." He grabs his cellphone and wallet off the table, "Have fun, y'all."

Who would celebrate every milestone with her?

A knock on the door draws Katy's attention away from the cold cup of coffee in her hands. Katy sits down her coffee as she makes her way to the door. "Who is it?" She calls from the living room.

"It's Lucas, ma'am." As Katy opens the door, Lucas notices the somber look she holds. "Is everything okay, Mrs. Hunter?"

Katy gives a soft smile, inviting him inside, "Maya didn't tell you?"

"No ma'am," Lucas responds, "I haven't spoken to Maya since she left Topanga's. I came over to make sure she made it home okay."

"Oh," Katy realizes, "Maya is in her room. If she feels like talking, she will tell you what happen."

Lucas, confused, says, "yes ma'am. Thank you."

Who will listen to all her stories? Hold all her secrets?

Suddenly, Maya hears a rhythm on her door. *knock, pause, knock, knock, knock, mini pause, knock, knock*

"Lucas," She croaks.

"Yea, Short-stack, it's me," He pauses, "Can I come in?"

"Please." Lucas feels his heart swell when he sees the state she is in. Due to her tear stained face, running mascara, and bloodshot eyes, he knew she had been crying. Lucas walks towards the bed, crouching down to her when he close enough.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" Lucas questions. When he doesn't receive a response, he seats down on the floor beside her. "Come here," He says as he opens his arms to hug her. Immediately, Maya leans into him; holding onto him as though he was the only thing keeping her grounded on earth. Lucas wraps his arms securely around her fragile frame as she begins to cry. "Baby..." Lucas trails off, rubbing her back, "can I do anything to help?" Maya shake her head, her breathing becoming labored. "Try to take deep breaths, baby... Like this." Lucas begins to take deep breaths while whispering terms of endearment.

After a while, Maya's breathing evened out and she looks up at Lucas. "She's gone, Luke," Maya mutters.

"Who's gone, baby?"

"Grammy."

"Oh sweetheart... what happen?"

"Heart attack." Maya leans back into Lucas. "It was unexpected."

Lucas starts to rub her back, "I'm so sorry. What can I do?"

"Talk." Maya says, definitely.

"What?"

"I don't care what you talk about, can you just keep talking?"

With a small, sad smile, Lucas pulls Maya close, "Did I ever tell you about the time I gave birth to a horse?"

Maya gives a sad giggle, "no, I don't think so."

[rilayaotp]

Chapter 22- Journeying Together

The girls are back together, check out Rilaya Meets Goodbye to read the 2 new chapters!

****not my gif****

[starlightsweetheart]

Another amazing chapter from @sy5starplaty

I ❤️ this fic soooo much!

Read it people!!

[disasterink-fic]

Fast Times // Girl Meets World - Disaster Ink - Wattpad The Storm-- Chapter 11/32 Rating: Mature

Maya was sleeping soundly on Jonathan’s bare chest, his arm wrapped around her. Her head rising and falling with his sleeping breaths. The sun peeked through the windows casting streams of warm light across the bare skin of her back, her naked body barely covered by the bed sheet. It was a perfect, peaceful morning. “Maya Penelope Hunter!” A voice boomed as the door to the bedroom swung open violently. Maya woke startled, Jon sat up still holding her protectively until the reality of who was standing at the door hit him.

[juliawrites-fiction]

~Chapter 8 Devil doesn't Bargin~

Thoughts of yesterday flooded my mind since the moment I woke up. My second thought was how much my head hurt. And it was reasonable to believe I still had a slight bit of liquor in me. I was completely right about being grounded for months on end. However I didn't mind. I deserved it and I deserved the yelling and the disappointment. I was kinda content with the outcome, that might be hungover me talking but I was okay with being homebound. It benefited me last time. Ellie hadn't met me at my locker this morning. That did bother me. She wasn't within the crowd of high schoolers or at the locker with her brunette friend. She was just gone. I assume maybe she just needed the day but it still worried me.

"I can't believe that my dad is making us write so much on our essay it's the beginning of the school year," Riley continued to rant. And she will continue to rant until we were heading home. I showed mild interest as I grabbed my books from my locker, because my mind wasn't on the long hours I would need to spend on the many pages of an essay I cared little about. No, my mind was back in front of raven when my lips were locked with someone I hardly knew. Surprising only because Riley was around and normally my mind would travel to the fury and rage on the ending of that chapter. I'm thankful to be lost in raven's lips. And especially thankful to be lost in her words. The flavors of women was something I never considered. When I thought about relationships I only thought of one. But Raven had shown me that couldn't possibly be true with the many, many possibilities out there. I followed Riley into first period. Sat in my seat, took out my books. Where was Ellie... I wanted to be lost in the happenings of yesterday but it was hard when I felt as though a very crucial piece of my day was missing. I clenched my jaw and gazed over today's subject written in sloppy handwriting on the whiteboard. She had actually just disappeared as if she was nothing but an imaginary friend. And when I faced detention today (thank you mom) I was going to be in a seat by myself, just me and Matthews. I glanced over to him preparing his computer for his lesson. Maybe he knew where the brunette had disappeared to. I came to the conclusion I'd be questioning him this afternoon. Maybe Ellie was here but avoiding me. That was something that hadn't crossed my mind until now. With Mr. Matthews's back turned I dared a glance at my phone. Not a single text. I couldn't think of a reason she would be upset with me.

I started to bounce my foot as each racing though competed for the front. Did she know I went to the party? Did she know I was grounded for possibly life? Did she know about Raven? No Raven wouldn't have upset her, in fact if anything Ellie of all people would have been happy I was with someone other than Riley.

Riley, she hadn't heard about the party. I made Matthews swear to keep my adventure strictly between me, him, and my parents. Although I wish I could gloat about the wonderful exchange I had. I wanted to see the shock and angry expression form on her face. Maybe it was wrong of me, but sometimes I thought she did the things she did with Lucas merely to rub it in my face. And it worked every single time. Maybe I should tell her..

"Maya?" A poke at my shoulder brought me back, "the bell?" Matthews pointed to the door.

I furrowed my brows and glanced at the clock so lost in my thoughts the 40 minutes had passed and I was sitting in a cleared class room. I folded my book apologizing.

"Are you doing okay?" He asked

"I'm fine," I responded. I scurried to get my bag from the floor, I stood throwing it across my shoulder.

"Are you sure?" Maybe it was the pulsating headache, and maybe it was simply because the question had been asked far too many times. I turned, "Why do you keep asking that?" I snapped.

He twisted his face in shock at a loss for words.

"I'm alright, just because I chose to finally stop living in the footsteps of you daughter, doesn't mean I'm having some sort of midlife crisis,"

"I-I wasn't -"

"I'm fine," I interrupted, and I continued out the door. Now I admit maybe I was slightly too harsh. But for some reason it had been too much. I hit my locker and angrily twisted in the combination. I pulled it and threw the door open. Then I dared to look over my shoulder. Ellie was in the midst of shutting her locker and walking to her next class. I clenched my jaw so hard It stung my aching brain. I ground my teeth then snapped my locker closed again not bothering to lock it and not bothering to grab the things I needed for the next class. If she wanted to be angry or upset with me fine. I had grown used to being left until I was a convenience. I certainly didn't need her nor did I need Riley, in fact I had grown tired of her mimicking her father's questions, and she was the one who knew the problem. I dipped into the bathroom ignoring the last bell. I pulled a medium sized bottle I stuffed in my bag. When my mom had fully searched my room for any contraband I needed somewhere to tuck my stolen liquor bottle. This one was a souvenir from last night's adventure provided by none other than Raven herself. I had grown a liking to Crown Royal and she thought I deserved it knowing the full punishment I would receive when she drove me home.

"Thank you Raven," I murmured blessing the bottle against my forehead before twisting the cap and gulping what I could handle of the vanilla flavored fire. Almost immediately my head cleared and almost immediately my cheeks were flaring. I sat in that stall until the bottle was at its halfway point, and that is when the third period bell rang. I think it was the third period bell. When I stood I braced myself against the walls of the stall suddenly feeling everything all at once far more than my seat on the toilet. My legs were numb from loss of circulation. I inhaled and exhaled I tucked the bottle safely back into my bag and dug for my heart shaped shades in the front pocket.

"Aha" I exclaimed settling them on my face. Carefully I positioned my backpack then I was ready for chemistry. It took a slightly longer time to hit the slide of the stall. When I stumbled out I was standing behind two blonde cheerleaders who were gawking at me in sheer disappointment. I smiled brightly before making my way out of the bathroom.

My body now felt like a furnace, and on an empty stomach my guts felt like flipping. Did I care? Suddenly my mind was empty, no racing thoughts.

I took my seat in confidence hardly noticing Ellie tapping her pencil behind me. My backpack hit the ground far harder than expected.

"Sorry," I whispered to no one in particular as I slid onto my stool. I folded my hands over the tabletop squinting at the words on the board. I could only make out test prep. The rest were swirling.

"Are you alright Maya?" The words rolled off better than they had earlier. In fact I ignored them altogether.

"Yeah" I laughed to myself, possibly to myself. My face was numb to the core as were my fingers they could hardly dig through my bag for what I needed. I pulled out a notebook and my pencil flipped to the middle. And wrote. I had no clue what I was doing nor why I was doing it however it captured my attention and it was at least semi close to what we were supposed to be doing. The presence beside me didn't break my focus.

"Maya?"

"What?" I responded bubbly but possibly laced with frustration. How could she have ignored me as if we had never met.

"You're drunk" she responded, I smiled at her lowering my shades. I pressed a finger to my lips to shoosh her before someone heard.

"What are you doing..." She glanced around almost scared looking.

"Why do you care" Share I had accidentally said share not care "Care" I repeated repositioning my shades.

"Because this is a new one for you" I narrowed my brows

" You don't know me" I replied returning to my notebook.

"Actually I do, I know that maya-" she snatched my notebook making me look back to her, "Would never get shit faced by third period,"

"Well this Maya-" I snatched back my notebook, "No longer gives a shit what you think," she looked hurt. She closes her eyes like she was bracing for a punch but it never came.

"Are you upset with me?" She questioned searching for a reason.

"Yes I am," I retorted writing in my notebook once again.

"Do I get to know why?" She stared curious and was genuinely confused. That angered me she knew about the change in the routine she knew she was supposed to meet me at my locker.

"Sure," I closed my notebook, and took off my shades, "Because you've decided I'm no longer worth your time," I was over reacting but for some reason I was so furious I couldn't place a legitimate reason.

She perked a brow "Yeah?"

"Yeah" I answered with fire.

"What made you draw that conclusion?" I stood the stool hitting the floor loudly, I'm so tired. I was tired and angry and now an overwhelming sense of sadness was controlling the bridge of my nose.

"You're just like her," I declared watching her eyes as if they were brown. Like the brown I hated so badly.

"Miss hart," Mr. Williams warned.

"You are just like Riley,"

"You can be mad," she responded, "You can let it out"

"You use and-and steal my time and you made me grow so attached, that I have no clue what to do without you," I was crying possibly crying my face was so numb I couldn't tell if I was making sense.

"Maya..." What made me do it.. I want to believe it's the liquor flaming my body. I wasn't actually angry at Ellie I knew I just wanted to be angry. My fist slammed against her jaw, and while her head hardly flinched my hand was shocked with pain.

"Miss Hart! Principles office! Now"

"I hate you!" I screamed again not towards Ellie but it was words streaming from my chest, "I hate you!"

She stared at me so hurt, in a way Riley hadn't which is when I remembered Riley wasn't in front of me. I wiped my tears with my aching hand and gripped my backpack.

~

My leg was bouncing uncontrollably I started at the clock above the whiteboard avoiding any eye contact with Matthews, and most certainly not looking behind me to Ellie. When I had stepped into detention Ellie was already seated with ice against her now deeply bruised jaw.

Matthews was looking between us, silent, he hadn't said a single word.

I clicked my tongue simply to make sure it was still there the whiskey had eased its hold and still my brain was foggy and I wanted more than anything to lay down. It was amazing the principal hadn't smelled it on my breath. When I had left the office I wanted to give myself a round of applause for playing sober so well. I walked right into a three day suspension. the only reason I wasn't home was because both my mom and Shawn were far too busy to pick me up and told the principal they would deal with me the second I returned home.

"Maya do you care to explain what all of this is about?" Matthews spoke finally.

"No" I responded brashly.

"It's about your daughter," Ellie chimed in. I snapped behind me with pursed lips, with no words I expressed her dire need to shut up.

"What does Riley have to do with this?" He asked, I kept my eyes on Ellie.

"Everything," she responded despite my stare.

"Isn't detention supposed to be quiet," I reminded harshly turning back in my seat.

"I was only answering the question," I inhaled sharply and continued bouncing my leg. I really need a nap.

"You really should teach your daughter some class," Ellie continued.

"Shut up," I snapped.

"Or what? you're gonna take it out on me again?" She retorted.

"What is she talking about Maya?" I shook my head in response and glanced at the clock, we still had fifteen damn more minutes. I shook my leg with more intensity. I shrugged and locked eyes with him.

"He doesn't know?" Ellie continued.

My cheeks were flaring with anger I could hardly breathe. I had promised to keep it from him I promised Riley I would keep it just between us. However in this moment I wanted him to know how much pain I was in. How deeply I was suffering and how it never seemed to end because I had to keep seeing them. I heaved a deep breath before speaking.

"No Matthews is unaware his daughter is a cheating whore," I wished now for sobriety. I needed a filter and though the words felt nice rolling off my lips the shock in Matthews face made me wish to take it back. Ellie was silent now. Probably sensing the amount of tension that now sat right between me and Matthews.

"What are you talking about.." he asked looking for an answer.

God why was time moving so slow. I started to bounce both legs alternating between the two as I spoke my next words very carefully.

"Riley-.. cheated on me, that's why we broke up," I spoke slowly, it had been a long time since I spoke those words. And it was almost like the realization of it just settled. Closure like telling Matthews. I didn't look this time at his reaction. No, I was trying to fight any tears that were threatening to come through.

"She said you guys were better friends-" he stuttered in disbelief. I grabbed my bag off the floor dismissing myself uncaring of the consequences. I knew Riley had to have sold some serious bullshit to get Matthews off her back but saying we were better friends was so far from the truth it hurt.

"Well surprise, Matthews, she lied," I finished, I swiped a hand over his desk before heading to the door I was expecting some sort of interjection. But I got nothing. I wanted to keep going in fact I might have if I didn't have to focus so hard walking straight. I gave a one hand salute before taking off out the door.

~

I now leaned out the window with a cigarette between my fingers. Grey clouds had settled across the sky of Manhattan. The air was crisp and soothed my throbbing hand. I could hardly close it into a fist. Bruised to hell, although it looked far better than Ellie's jaw. I inhaled a large breath of smoke. And with the exhaled I apologized. I hadn't meant to take my wrath out on Ellie like that. She definitely didn't deserve it. I put the butt of my cig out on the fire escape and closed the window. I took my spot on the bed. I could still hear mom on the phone. She was talking with Matthews, the speaker actually where Shawn could hear it. They were talking about today's conversation. I should have kept my mouth closed, and to be fair so should have Ellie. For months this had been my secret. As much as it was destroying me, it was mine and Riley's secret. And Riley was gonna kill me... Or possibly never talk to me again. No maybe it wasn't so bad but I just punched my friend in the face so I really had no one left. My mom glanced through the doorframe right at me with a saddened expression on her face. Her cheeks were flooded with tears and Shawn leaned over the counter with his head down and clenched fist. I bit my cheek before laying down on the bed. With no phone I curled into a ball. I had been waiting for this moment to close my eyes all day. And when rest pulled at me I closed my eyes.

I lurched up panting heavily looking to my window at the sound. I debated on moving but fear kept me in place as I examined my surroundings. My light was off and the door was shut. I took huge inhales trying to calm my racing heart.

"Maya it's raining please let me in" it was muffled and still I knew that voice it was the last one I expected to hear outside the pane. I tossed the blanket that was over me to the side. And tip toed to the window. I threw open the curtains to Ellie drenched in rain. Her jaw was so swollen I winced slightly.

"What are you doing here?" I whispered exasperated as I opened the window for her. She pushed inside as if she had done it a million times. And landed on the floor slightly louder than I was anticipating.

"I came to get an apology- wow it's dark in here," she pulled off her hood and started stripping off her jacket. Her lips quivered slightly. I shut the window and hurried to my dresser.

"Well I'm sorry about your jaw," I answered digging for a tee she could replace with her soaked one.

"Well I accept your apology," she answered looking around taking in the sight of the mess and the clutter.

"Now what are you doing here?" I asked again

She took the tee and mouthed a thank you as she tucked it into a chest. I twisted on a lamp and turned my back so she could change.

"You got a few days off from school?" I scoffed in response.

"I didn't get them on purpose," I crossed my arms waiting a few seconds.

"Well regardless you have the rest of the week off, can I add getting suspended on a Wednesday was genius,"

I rolled my eyes and twisted on my heel right as the shirt settled above her hips. I bowed sarcastically sitting back on my lumpy mattress.

"Your point?"

"Dad needs help on the farm," she added.

"My parents are not gonna let me leave this house," Ellie considered this before she caught sight of my hand. She kneeled taking it into her incredibly gentle hands and examined the damage as if it hadn't been the same hand that made contact earlier today.

"Have you put ice on this?" She twisted it softly looking over each knuckle with care. I had to take a deep breath. My stomach was twisting uneasy and the palpitations in my chest didn't help.

"My mom isn't gonna let me go Ellie, I'm in deep shit," Ellie stood and crept towards the door peeking beyond it quietly before pulling it open and disappearing into the dark. Another deep breath. If my parents caught her I'd be in worse shit. I heard shifting in the kitchen I looked to the clock and felt a lot better. Nine pm, my mom has her double at the diner, and Shawn was either deep asleep, at the diner, or with Matthews, yes we should still proceed with caution but at least I didn't need to work about them storming in here. Ellie reappeared shutting the door carrying a bag of ice. She kneeled back before me and just as tenderly as before placed the bag over my aching hand. I winced a little at the sudden pressure then held the bag myself as the pain subsided into the cold.

"Thank you" I whispered.

"I think your mom will reconsider," Ellie spoke back on topic now sitting cross legged on the hardwood floor.

"And why's that?" I asked locking eyes. Green, not brown, but a bright green, the color of spring grass.

"Well because dad always says the best discipline is work and we will indeed be working,"

I smiled slightly, no the idea of working on a farm didn't sound very fun at all, however spending the time necessary away from here and with Ellie eased a lot of pressure on my shoulders. Not to mention it would get me as far away from Riley as possible. I would lose the chance of her knocking on my door and screaming at me for saying what I did.

"Well if work is the best discipline then work I must," I responded. Ellie smiled too, even though she winced she her eyes still sparkled in the lamp light.

"I better take off before they wake up-"

"They won't-" I interjected quickly. A little too quickly, I believe it caught her off guard too, "I mean it's raining and you just changed, they will be in a hurry in the morning so they won't even notice," I defended, trying to hide my suggestion of her staying here. But she caught on and nodded in understanding, "I really am sorry about your face,"

"Better me then Riley, she would have cried like a bitch" she replied. I laughed slightly adjusting my spot on the bed so my feet were no longer touching the ground.

"Wait how did did you get the rest of the week off?" I asked suddenly remembering she too would have to disappear from school. Ellie scratched the back of her neck. And laughed, "Yeah while you were in the detention for lunch I kinda instigated a perfectly planed food fight," she replied in full honestly, "Dad wasn't so thrilled, which is why-"

"Work is the best discipline," we responded in sync, then laughed.

A couple minutes in silence I yawned and looked to her spot on the floor. My ice bag was all melted so I sat it on my bedside table and stood. I should have warned her before I slid my jeans off, however she adverted her gaze. I reached under the bed for a few blankets I had hidden for the snow to come and created a snuggly pallet on the floor. With a pillow on top I climbed into bed. I listened as Ellie shuffled to turn off the lamp and crawl into her makeshift bed.

"Good night Williams," I whispered into the dark.

"Good night Hart," she whispered back.