I heard whistling coming towards my bedroom as I folded the cloths on my bed.

"Can you open up for your mom sweetie?" My mom asked from outside. 

I nodded and walked towards the door to assist my mother inside. I suppose that her hands were full otherwise she is taking these new house expectations a bit too far.

"Thank you babe" my mom said dropping a large box onto the ground. "Oops" She mumbled.

"Mom, I have a name, its Maya Avano" I said.

"Sorry, sugar pie" my mom teased. I rolled my eyes and smiled. My mom was always such a clown. She'd make more money as a clown then her boring banking job.

"What's in the box" I said bending down and drying my sweaty hands on my pants.

"Well, I found the junk in the attic, the old owners must have left it here for some reason or whatever" my mom said diving her hand into the box and taking out a broken cassette player. "Thought you might want to take a look at it, perhaps find some treasure!" My mom said like a pirate as she tossed the music box back into the actual box.

"Um, thanks?" I said lifting the box up. My mom nodded and left the room but before she quickly added,

"Oh and don't forget to take out the trash"

I sighed and moved the box onto my bed to examine the things correctly. A breeze passed by and the thought of the box belonging to Jay flashed in my mind.

"Woah! Wow, look at all this" Jay began but paused as he got a good glimpse of the items. At first it seemed to be a joke but his face turned slightly serious.

"Hey Jay, now that your here, do you know if any of this stuff is yours?" I said motioning him to come closer. Jays mouth went wide as he pulled his hand deep into the box. Taking out an old teddy bear in overalls and a picture of a small and young family his face froze.

Jay stayed glued to the  objects and it was obvious the things were his.

The way his eyes blinked unbelieving what he was seeing

The way his teeth hid behind his lips when gasping.

I pulled my hair behind my ear and scooted closer towards Jay until our shoulders touched.

"Is that... Your family?" I asked softly Jay nodded mutely. They seem like good people I wanted to say.

"I bet you really miss them, right?" I asked. A sigh came out of Jays mouth as he placed the items back into the box.

"Of course I miss them, losing your dad is one thing, losing your entire family in front of your eyes is another" Jay said his voice so silent and soft as if he was avoiding his voice to crack.

"I feel so cold..." Jay said spookily his voice filled with pain. Jay was always an odd and jerky guy, so lovable and fun. I never saw this side of him before, though its only been a week I felt like I knew everything, but what I knew, was clearly not even the beginning.

. I wrapped my arm around him and rubbed his arm soothingly as an attempt to warm him up. He shivered at my touch causing me to flinch.

"I'm, so sorry" I mumbled.

"Don't, stop... None of this is your fault. What happened had nothing to do with you" he said grabing my shoulders.

"It's not that... I've been crying because I lost my dad, but you... Your entire family-"

"It's OK, that was in the past, I'm happy now, at least now with you" he said. My heart heated and I felt slight dizziness in my head. I felt my cheeks fluster and I let out a girly chuckle. I quickly put my face up to my hands to cover my mouth. Embarrassed I looked down not wanting to see Jay probably laughing at me. When suddenly a hand brushed against my cheek and stopped at my chin lifting my head up. I felt my legs go week and in a flash my hands were at Jays neck, the next that were cupping his Jaw as I leaned in...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" I shouted. Jumping up I looked around at the slight darkness around. My heart pounded as I turned on the lights shaking away the hard feeling inside of me.

"Oh my god..." I whispered jumping off my bed disgusted at my dream. I raised a hand and hovered it over my mouth. At this point I was shaking violently, scared to go back to sleep after all that had already happened this night.

I rubbed my hand over my face and decided to go for a walk.

Quickly without thought I grabbed my jacket and tied my hair into a fan bun.  Afterwards I put on shoes and walked outside in my pajamas. Then out of my house doors.

My parents didn't care that I went out, well my dad did. As I walked the glowing blue streets I tried to calm myself. I was still shaking.

Could it have been that bad kissing a ghost, I mean it's not like he's a zombie or whatever. Right? This makes no sense!

I stomped towards the corner store And grabbed a twinkie , afterwards I took out my 5 dollar bill from my pocket and placed it  on the counter.

"2.75" the Indian man said. I nodded and said, "it's all there"

"You alright?"

I nodded mutely.

"You shouldn't be out here young lady, its really early. Does your family know your here?" He said conserved as he gave me exactly 2.25 change. I snatched the change and the twinkie roughly. And left. Halfway through the door I looked back and answered.

"I'm 13 I can handle myself"

*  *  *

I sluggishly walked the school halls in a lazy outfit only wearing a dark grey sweater a tang top and some black joggers with my hair tied up.

"Wow you look so good" said Fijo sarcastically. the cruelest girl in the 7th grade. She circled my body and stopped behind me as she carefully pulled my hair, trying not to look as if she didn't out of rudeness.

"Please leave me alone Fijo, I don't need this today" I mumbled.

"I'm sorry what? I don't speak stupidity" she said her friends nearby laughed at her joke and I could almost taste there happiness.

Fighting the urger to punch her was the hardest thing ever, she was so rude and in some way people liked her.

"And I don't speak slut" I said out loud people around stopped and regret pulled at my spine. Fijo's friends stopped and made an "o" with their mouths in shock.

Fijo's face burned up and in a second she grabbed me by the arm and dragged me into the nearby girls bathroom.

"Your going to regret the day you were born" she mumbled. I tried to fight myself off her but she grabbed me by my weakest spot.

Shoving me into the bathroom her friends quickly guarded the door.

"W-what are you gonna do" I stuttered, trying my hardest not to show my fear. Fijo still had a furious face on and her.

"I'm going to make you so sorry, you'll wish that you were the one who died and not your father" Fijo said. My heart shattered and sadness balled up into my eyes.

I was already wishing I had switched places with him. But it was too late.

He was gone. Forever.

Tears fell out of my eyes.

I awaited for her to hit me. And when she did her friends slightly chucked and through blurry eyes I could the evil smirk on Fijo's face.

When they left me there in pain I struggled to get up quickly shaking off my pain, but it wasn't that easy.

The scars can heal but the pain won't.

*  *  *

during lunch Fijo came at me again, luckily it was only a bluff to show my fear for her. When I was forced to back up I saw the table my friends sat at and noticed how they were talking to behind my back to Fiji's friend.

My heart snapped. "Kendell? Cindy? Seriously?" I mumbled.

"Oh, god. I'm sorry Maya... Its not actually what it looks like!"

"If its not then why did you say sorry?" I said as the nails on my fingers dogged into the paper tray.

Cindy stood quietly. As for  Kendall he didn't feel sorry one bit, not even looking at me. He was so distracted by Clarissa's breasts he didn't even notice me. (Clarissa is one of Fijo's friends)

That day at lunch I ate alone. The next period I was all alone and even during gym I barely talked or worked out doing what I was supposed to.

I was paralyzed by the pain. The betrayal. Cindy knew how much I hated Fijo. She saw how much I got abused and this whole time it was just an act. I was so pathetic she didn't want me to know because she didn't want me to feel bad. When I arrived home I immediately went to my bathroom and filled the sink with water. I cried for a while until I had the strength to grab the shaver of my moms and took out the razor. I looked at the mirror and all my flaws and imperfects.

"The world has no room for imperfection" I cried harshly as the razor got closer to my skin. it was only a hair away suddenly I felt a cold hand grab me and when I looked up I saw Jay.

The only man in my life who was there. The only man in my life who cared.

For a few seconds he stared at my face with an are you serious face

He looked so angry it only made me want to cry more. He gently pulled my arm away and slipped the razor our of my hands putting it beside the sink next to me. He drained the water that was there.

I watched him do so painfully.

"I'm so sorry" I said when suddenly his arms wrapped around my small fragile body comforting me gently.

"Don't, its not your fault" he said. His words reminded me of my dream. Who knew I'd end up dreaming of the right guy.