Sink In (LUCAYA)

Mistakes, Mistakes (8)

"When you tell a girl you love them, you shouldn't go off kissing another girl."

Oh no. Had he seen me kissing Riley?

"Did you see-"

"I know what you did Lucas."

"Riley is the one who kissed me! I didn't want too!"

"I'm not the one you need to be explaining that too."

"What-"

Oh no.

"Did Maya see?" I asked, a look of exhaustion on my face.

"She saw alright. "

"You don't understand, i-"

"You told Maya you loved her. And then, you betrayed her. Hasn't she had enough of that already?"

Farkle was almost yelling now.

"Calm do-"

"And now, your responsible for her pain. Your responsible for the scars on her arm."

I froze.

Maya had cut, because of me?

I facepalmed.

Farkle was right. I am stupid. And now, I need to fix that.

"Farkle, I...I can't live with that. I can't live with the fact that I hurt a person I love."

"So you do love her?"

I knew.

"Yes. More then Riley, more then anyone. And she deserves to know that. She deserves to know I'm sorry. That I never meant to hurt he-"

"Then go. Go tell her that."

Farkle smiled. I was happy for that.

"Riley's POV"

"NO! FARKLE YOUR WRONG! HE KISSED ME! HE MUST LOVE ME! HE CANT LOVE MAYA!"

"You kissed him Riley. I'm sorry. But, He loves Maya."

"BUT WHY! WHY HER! IM CLEARLY THE BETTER ONE!"

Farkle stood up.

"Do you even here yourself?! Your actually going to get Lucas in the way of your love for Maya? Because if you are, your not half the person I thought you were."

I was going to respond, but I couldn't.

I sighed.

He was right, I should have never let it get this far.

"Your right...I'm sorry."

"I know you are."

Farkle smiled at me, and I smiled back.

"But about Maya...."

*Maya POV*

I was scared.

But I had too.

I smiled as tears streamed down my cheeks.

Then, I walked slowly to the bathroom.

*Lucas POV*

I walked down Mayas street.

I stared at the sun lit trees. Maya would love to paint these.

I smiled.

I loved her paintings, her art was beautiful. Just like her.

As I knocked on Mayas door, I was scared.

I was scared too see her hurt. I didn't know if I could handle her being like that.

But the worst part was, it was my fault.

I saw notes on the door.

"Maya:

Working till 12 tonight.

I'll see you soon Baby Girl.

-Katie."

Good. Her mom wasn't home. That would make this easier.

I took a deep breath.

I knocked on the door.

I stared nervously, expecting a beautiful blonde haired girl.

I waited, but there was no response.

That's weird.

I knocked again.

10 more seconds, no response.

Again. Nothing.

She was either out, or-

Suddenly a huge wave of fear came over me.

I banged on the door.

Nothing.

I kicked the door open.

"Maya?"

Nothing.

I ran through her house.

Nothing in the living room, kitchen, Moms room.

I ran up to her bedroom.

Nothing, again.

I turned and saw a light from the bathroom.

I nervously approached it.

I could be walking in on her doing her business or something, but it was worth the risk.

I slowly opened the door.

It didn't seem like there was anyone in there.

I looked at the toilet, sink, shower curtain.

But then, I looked at the floor.

I froze.

It was Maya, she was in a pale pink tee shirt with her beautiful long hair around her on the floor.

I saw the red lines on her arms, and the pill bottle in her hands.

Tears in her cheeks.

Tears welled in my eyes.

"Maya! M-maya! No, no! Please wake up! This is all my fault. Please..."

Suddenly, Riley and Farkle burst in the room.

"Maya! No, no!" Riley cried out, dropping to her friends side.

"Oh no, we were too late..." Farkle said, tears coming down his cheeks.

"Maybe not..." Riley sprinted to the phone.

"Police, hello? There's been a-a suicide."