Ch. 55

                                    

                                          
Maya's pov
                          
The past few months for me have been crucial. I've managed to get back to walking like normal as well as regaining all my strength and feeling. As the doctors thought, I will have migraines and light sensitivity. From where I started though, I'll take it. I'd rather have this than be paralyzed or dead for that matter. Something I didn't think I'd have say, but I do want to live.
                          
Things are perfect in my life right now. I've got Bailey and I'm getting what I need from my parents as well. We've been in the best place we've been in a long time. It's weird how quickly things can change, but I'm grateful they have. 
                          
I haven't really been this close with my dad really ever. It's always been my mom I've been the closest with. For once though, I'm close with the both of them. I actually have inside jokes with the both of them. I laugh with the both of them and it's nice. It's really nice.
                          
Also completed? High School. How, I don't know. I really don't know how I managed to graduate this year, but I did. I didn't go the college route I wanted to, but I'm sure UCLA is a college I can get through 2 years at. I mean after all, Ava and Bailey got accepted there as well.
                          
"You two ready?" I hear.
                          
I turn my head to my mom who's standing at my door frame and shake my head, "Not really." I say.
                          
She steps into my room and looks down at the bathing suits on my bed, "She likes the bikini more but isn't comfortable showing her body because she thinks she looks fat. She doesn't like the one piece but it hides her stomach more. She likes the shirt with the bikini bottoms but doesn't like her thighs." Bailey says.
                          
"You're not fat Maya, you've got a bit of muscle but that's it. You're still not even at the weight the doctors want you to be at hun. I know you feel more insecure than normal, but you look beautiful. You don't look at your sister and think she looks fat do you? Or me?" She asks.
                          
I've grown a strong disliking to these beach days. I don't like having to wear a bathing suit and go through the stress of trying to find one each time. I've missed a lot and I'm trying to push myself to actually go today, but I'm seeing why I don't ever go now.
                          
"No, but it's different. Both of you look fine, I just can't see myself that way." I say.
                          
"You're a beautiful girl Maya, I wish you could see what everyone else sees. How you see yourself isn't how anyone else sees you." Mom says.
                          
Bailey sets a long sleeved crop top on my bed and high waisted shorts, "Comfortable and in your comfort zone. You wore this out just last month." 
                          
I stare at the black crop top and black shorts and check the size of the shorts, "Last month I was still a double zero. I'm not anymore." 
                          
"Which is why you need to throw them away, or give them away. I mean no use looking at them and beating yourself up and hating yourself for making progress in the right direction. Plus, you getting healthy means you have an excuse to get more clothes." Bailey says.
                          
I walk to my closet and grab a pair of ripped blue shorts and a t shirt deciding I'm over bathing suits at this point. I grab the bikini top off my bed before going to my bathroom and changing. I put the bikini top on and the t shirt. I then put my shorts on and grab a pony tail holder off my sink. 
                          
I walk into my bedroom and grab my vans before putting some socks on and putting them on. Bailey helps me up and I walk downstairs with her and see everyone else waiting by the front door.
                          
"Aw, I love the fit, but I thought you were going to wear a bathing suit today." Ava frowns.
                          
"She will when she's ready. She's wearing what she's comfortable wearing for now." Dad says.
                          
"I know, I know. I was just excited to know she was that confident again. I get it though, it's not an overnight thing." Ava says.
                          
"Who's riding with who?" Dad asks.
                          
"I got the girls." Mom decides.
                          
"Ok then I've got the boys."
                          
With that decided we all walk out the front door and go to the car we were told to. Ava sits in the front and I sit in the back between Bailey and Bella, "MayMay, helpy."
                          
I turn my head to Bella who's struggling to do her seatbelt. I take it from her hands and put the two pieces together and loosen it seeing how tight it is on her now.
                          
"Thank you." She says.
                          
"Mhm."
                          
She reaches for my hand and I give it to her to hold, "How long do you think it'll be before paps get there?" Ava asks.
                          
"Not too long, it never is. Just do your best to ignore them." Mom says.
                          
Another reason I don't want to come to the beach literally ever, beach photos. I don't really consent to paparazzi taking photos of me on the beach, but they do. How is it legal? If a random stranger took photos of an underage girl it would be illegal. Since my mom famous, it's not? It's not really fair.
                          
I've always hated paparazzi and I always will, all they do is invade your space and tell the entire world what you are doing. It's not at all fair and I hate it. I don't like having everything I do told to the world. Or have everything I say and do twisted then told to the world. It's just not fair.
                          
"Avie hurt them." Bella says.
                          
"Bruh if they offend me or Maya I'm beating their ass. I don't even care." Ava says.
                          
"Oh can I join?" Bailey asks.
                          
"Please do, there's always more than one." 
                          
"If you really want to upset them, throw their camera into the water and if they decide to get the police involved just say they were taking photos of underage girls. I mean police are going to side with you, it's not legal to take photos of underage girls." I say.
                          
"And this is why Maya is the brains of every operation." Ava says.
                          
"Or you could throw food at them and let the seagulls have their fun too." I say.
                          
"Maya stop giving your sister ideas, I don't want to cause any trouble at the beach today." Mom sighs.
                          
I smile, "Sorry."
                          
The most fun I'll have is watching Ava and Bailey upset paparazzi. I've given them two ideas, hopefully they'll execute it if needed. My fun will be seeing upset paparazzi running away from seagulls. I mean come on, how will I not laugh about that? It'd be so funny!