Bully in Love

Chapter 7

A/N: Hey, I had stuff to do. I won't always post right on time my lovely readers. Mostly, because I don't want to just pop out a meaningless chapter and rush it. You know? Happy reading!


The three teenagers walked into the mildly busy ice cream parlor and took a seat at an empty booth. Maura and Frost sat side by side, while Jane sat across from them. Frost's eyes immediately looked over Jane's shoulder towards the front counter. Maura followed his line of sight and saw he was staring at an attractive girl that looked to be their age helping a customer. She had a bright smile and a warm presence. Maura could even tell that just from observing her from across the room.

Jane smirked at Frost as he longingly looked at the girl behind the counter. "So, are you going?"

Frost tore his eyes away from his dream girl and blew out a breath. "I... I need a minute."

"Times a wastin' Frosty boy," Jane egged on.

Maura looked at Frost and noticed the young man was fidgeting with his hands and taking large breaths through his nose. He was trying to calm himself. "You shouldn't pressure him, Jane," the blonde lightly scolded.

"I'm not," Jane shrugged, her voice going up an octave.

"No, it's cool, Maura. I said I'd do this today and I will," Frost said.

Maura glanced towards the girl once more and smiled softly, before turning back to Frost. "She's pretty. What's here name?"

"Annie," Frost replied with a goofy grin. "I met her a couple months ago."

"And he's been drooling over her ever since." Jane looked behind her towards the counter before turning back. "Here's your chance. She's not helping a customer. Go for it."

"I… I can't," Frost stuttered.

"What?"

"Sure you can." Suddenly, an idea came to Maura. "How about we all go up there together and order something? Would that make you feel a little more comfortable?"

Frost gave a nod. "Yeah, that sounds good."

"Jane?" Maura asked.

"Alright…" Jane relented, sliding out of the booth.

They walked up to the counter, Frost stood in the middle while Jane and Maura stood on either side of him. Almost instantly, they were greeted by a dazzling smile. "Hello, Jane. Hi Barry." The girl said with a little friendly flirt.

"What's up, Annie," Frost replied with a relaxed smile. Even though Maura knew he was covering how terrified he truly was.

Annie grinned at him before, turning her attention to Maura. "I'm sorry, I don't think we've met."

"No, we haven't. I'm Maura."

"Oh…" Annie's smile seemed to falter slightly as she looked between Maura and Frost. "It's nice to meet you."

Maura could tell that Annie was assuming that she was possibly dating Frost. "I'm a friend of Barry's. Only a friend," she reiterated with a grin. "Actually, we only just met four hours ago."

"Way to be settle," Jane mumbled.

However, Maura's words seemed to please Annie and her smile returned with full force. "Great! So, can I get you all something?"

"Yeah, I'll just have the chocolate and vanilla swirl," Jane said.

"A small strawberry yogurt, please," Maura smiled.

Annie turned to Frost and smiled. "I know, Barry. Rocky road, right?"

Frost grinned from ear to ear and nodded. "You remembered."

She winked at him and said she would return soon with their orders. Jane softly bumped Frost in the arm. "You're so in there, Frost. She likes you."

"I don't know…" he shrugged unsure.

"You don't know?!" Jane quietly shrieked, so Annie would not overhear. "She winked at you."

"She is quite fond of you, Barry," Maura agreed. "You should have no problem receiving an affirmative reply when asking for an outing with her."

Jane leaned forward and looked at her. "An affirmative? Really?"

Maura shrugged not understanding what she said wrong.

Frost smile softly and shyly looked at Annie as she prepared their desserts. "She's really great. I'd love to take her out. But what if she has a guy already?"

"There's only one way to find out," Jane replied.

Annie soon arrived at the counter and Frost paid for their ice cream. Jane and Maura thanked her before heading back to their seats.

Frost stood frozen at the counter for a moment and then finally spoke. "Th… thanks, Annie," he stuttered.

"You're very welcome, Barry," Annie smiled.

Losing his nerve, he nodded his head and turned to follow his friends. However, Jane stood firm, blocking his path. Placing a hand on his shoulder, she turned him back towards the counter.

"Uh, Annie?" Jane asked. "Frost has something he would like to ask you."

Annie looked expectantly at Frost and he smiled nervously.

Jane leaned close to her friend. "You've got this buddy. We'll be right over there."" She patted him on the shoulder and walked back over to the booth with Maura, sitting across from the blonde.

"I wonder if he'll really ask this time," Jane said with a snort.

The blonde smiled lightly at Jane. "That was really nice."

"What?"

"It was obvious Barry was going to surpass his chance to ask Annie out, but you made sure he went through with it. You didn't have to do that."

Jane shrugged and dug her spoon into her ice cream. "Yes, I did. Otherwise I'd have to hear him afterwards, blubber on about how he should have asked her. He just needed a little push."

Maura leaned her hand against her chin and looked at Frost and Annie chatting and giggling. "That is so wonderful that Barry had the courage to talk to the girl he has feelings for."

"Yeah, I'm proud of him."

Maura scooped some of her ice cream and put it in her mouth. She had not had the delectable treat in so long it made her taste buds scream with enjoyment. An involuntary moan escaped her lips and she closed her eyes.

"Mmm, that is so good," Maura professed.

When she opened her eyes, Jane was looking straight at her. Well, her mouth anyway. Maura realized this and slowly slid her tongue along the spoon, licking up whatever was left.

Jane audibly swallowed before clearing her throat. She shook her head and lowered her eyes. "I'm always learning something new when I'm around you."

"Really? Such as?"

"In this case? Never eat ice cream with you."

Maura chuckled lightly before swirling her tongue around another spoonful of ice cream and placing it in her mouth.

Jane watched and her eyes temporarily widened at the sight, but then quickly morphed into to a scowl. "You don't have to eat your ice cream that way, you know…"

Maura quirked an innocent eyebrow. "What way? Am I making you uncomfortable?"

Jane shook her head slowly, keeping her eyes locked on Maura's lips. "No, not uncomfortable… something else…" she rasped.

Maura felt her breath catch in her throat at Jane's honest reply. However, she was saved from having to respond when Frost suddenly walked up to the table. They looked up to see a solemn expression on his face.

"Frost?" Jane frowned with concern.

"Barry, what happened? Sit down." Maura said.

Frost plopped down next to Maura and lowered his eyes.

"Frost, talk to us."

Suddenly, a smile broke across the young man's face and he sat up straight. "We have a date Saturday night!" He declared.

"Oh! You faker!" Jane grinned. "We thought you were rejected."

Maura smiled and chuckled lightly.

"Nope," he shook his head. The smile on his face had yet to falter. "She said yes. I just feel so… man, I can't describe it. It's like I can breathe now."

"That's dramatically poetic," Jane chuckled.

"I think it's sweet," Maura commented.

Jane rolled her eyes. "So, where are you taking her?"

"I guess a movie," he shrugged. "Just keep it simple. Maybe dinner?" He wiggled his eyebrows.

"That's romantic," Maura beamed.

"Yeah, if you think the McDonald's around the corner is romantic," Jane snickered.

"Hey!" Frost interjected.

"Must you contradict everything I say, Jane?" Maura asked.

"Yes, I must," Jane snobbishly replied, receiving a scowl from Maura.

"Besides," Frost began. "I've got more game than that, Jane. I know how to romance a lady."

Jane only chuckled and shook her head.

Maura glanced at Jane and then turned to Frost. "So tell me, Barry…" she began. "When you realized you had feelings for Annie, how did you approach her?"

"Well… I don't know. I just… spoke to her," he shrugged. "Said hello, had small talk, you know. That's when I realized she was more than just a pretty face."

"Hmm, interesting. So, you didn't pick on her or call her names to gain her attention?" She glanced Jane's way and the brunette furrowed her brows at her.

"Uh… no," Frost said, slightly confused. "That would be pretty messed up. I mean, you have to show respect."

"Yes, you do… always a priority. That's wonderful that you have that maturity, Barry."

"Maura, do you have something you want to say to me?" Jane said between her teeth.

Maura turned to regard the brunette. "I'm sorry, Jane but I'm talking to Barry."

"I think you're talking to me," Jane shot back.

"I should probably exit this conversation," Frost warily stated. He began to slide out of the booth.

"No, Barry. You can stay. I assume Jane has already told you about our arrangement."

Barry sheepishly shrugged before nodding the affirmative.

Jane crossed her arms in front of her chest. "Okay. What do you wanna say, Maura?"

"As you heard Frost state, he simply spoke to Annie when he approached her. That's all. He had no expectations, he did not pretend to be someone he's not… he was just straight forward."

"Okay… what does that have to do with me?" Jane shrugged.

"Oh, boy…" Frost murmured.

"Everything!" Maura frowned, feeling irritation burn within her. "I'm talking about you and me, Jane. Why couldn't you just talk to me? You had to resort to bullying me?"

Jane suddenly seemed caught off guard. "I…"

"For you to use all this time and energy to make me miserable, you obviously feel something towards me. So, what was it? Hate? Lust?"

"OH! Kay…" Frost cut in. "I really need to… use the bathroom," he stated before making himself scarce.

Jane let out a nervous chuckle and ran a hand through her dark locks. "Wow… um… you're just cuttin' to the chase, huh?"

Maura looked straight at Jane, unflinching. "You wanted to kiss me last night, Jane." Maura could see the slight blush forming on the brunette's cheeks. "What did that mean?"

Jane sighed with exasperation. "Why are you puttin' me on the spot like this? Why now?"

"Because I still have a lot of unanswered questions."

They looked into each other's eyes.

"Was there a meaning behind your persistent bullying of me, Jane?"

Another pause.

"Just be honest with me," Maura finally said, easing the tone of her voice.

The brunette looked away for a moment and blew out a heavy breath. She seemed to be having and internal battle with herself before finally meeting Maura's gaze once more. Jane's brown eyes seemed to have a soft vulnerable and honest look the blonde had never witnessed before.

"Look…" Jane softly began. "I… I'll tell you, okay. You deserve that. But not here, not now."

"When?"

"I don't know, I…" Jane sighed heavily. "Can you let me decide that? Please?" Jane softly asked.

Maura heard no scorn or sarcasm in the brunette's voice. She looked into Jane's eyes and nodded her head in agreement.

"Thank you."

Frost soon returned and they resumed eating their ice cream.


"It's this one, here," Maura pointed out, from where she sat in the backseat of Frost's car.

"Holy cow!" Frost proclaimed, as he pulled up the driveway of the Isles Estate. "This is your house?"

"Yes," Maura nodded.

"This isn't a house. It's a freakin' hotel!" Jane declared.

Maura felt a bit apprehensive about Jane and Frost's reaction to her home. Yes, she was rich, but she did not want to be treated any differently. Hell, Jane already did that enough to her and this was just confirming the brunette was right. That she was privileged. This was just icing on the cake for Jane.

"Thank you so much for the ride, Barry," Maura said before opening the door.

"Not a problem. And thanks for being a much nicer wingman," he smiled.

"Oh, whatever," Jane interjected. "I'm the best friend you have."

"My pleasure," Maura chuckled lightly before climbing out of the car and closing the door behind her. She stepped up to the passenger side window, where Jane had the window down.

"Bye, Barry," she politely waved, then she laid her eyes on the brunette. "Jane," she stated.

"Maura," the brunette replied in the same tone.

"Catch you later," Barry waved before pulling away.

With that, Maura turned and headed up the steps towards the enormous home. Despite her confrontation with Jane, it had been a nice afternoon. It felt wonderful to socialize with people her age and actually feel like a member of a group. She smiled lightly as she replayed how nervous Barry was and how Jane was poking fun. Though Jane was being an ass, Maura knew she cared for Frost. Just as she cared for her brothers. Maura could not help but find that side of Jane enduring.

As she reached for the door it suddenly opened. Maura's eyebrows shot up. "Mother? You're home?"

"Hello, darling!" Constance smiled brightly. She leaned forward placing feather light kisses on each of Maura's cheeks. "I thought I'd surprise you. It turned out I was able to wrap up business a lot quicker than I thought."

Maura smiled. "I am indeed surprised."

They went into the house and headed down the hall.

'When did you arrive home?"

"My jet landed an hour and a half ago. I wanted to be here when you came home."

"It's wonderful to see you home, mother."

"Maura, dear. I could not help but notice you getting out of a rather ordinary looking vehicle. Who were those people?" Constance curiously asked.

"Oh, some friends from school. We just got back from the ice cream parlor, actually," Maura smiled, happy to talk about being social for a change.

"Friends? Well, you should invite them to dinner one evening."

Maura was hesitant to reply. "Perhaps, mother. I don't know. I'm just getting to know them. Plus, they're not really used to this sort of lifestyle. I'm afraid they may be uncomfortable."

The truth was, Maura did not feel that way at all. If she liked people whether they were rich or poor she would welcome them to her home with open arms no matter what their background. However, Maura was afraid her mother would be to overbearing for the likes of Jane and Frost and judge them too harshly. And Constance was the blatant type who unconsciously spoke her mind.

"Well, judging by the vehicle that young man was driving, he doesn't seem that impressive."

Case in point. Maura fought the urge to roll her eyes. She loved her mother but when Constance began to speak of others who were less fortunate it always ruffled her feathers. They reached a set of double doors that led into the parlor and they stepped inside. Maura knew she was in for a chat with her mother where Constance recapped her trip, gave Maura a small souvenir from her travel, and would briefly ask Maura how she is doing in school but never entirely listen to the blonde's response. Then within minutes, Constance was up and out of the room. Same old song. That same old feeling of loneliness even though she was not physically alone. Maura had not felt that way for a single moment when she was with the Rizzolis. Maura knew if she were to speak with Angela, she would feel truly heard and valued.

When her predictable chat with her mother ended, Maura headed up to her bedroom to promptly begin her studies.


Frost and Jane had finally made it to their side of town. Maura had told Frost she would have a driver pick her up from the parlor but Frost insisted on taking her home. The drive was a little out of the way but no big deal. They were having a light conversation when Frost finally said what was really on his mind.

"Why do you and Maura speak to each other that way?"

"What?"

"Like you didn't even say goodbye. You just said each other's names."

"Duh, Frost. She basically forced me into this friendship thing just to get back at me. And she's totally driving me up a fucking wall!"

Frost chuckled lightly causing Jane to glare at him. "I'm sorry. I just think it's hilarious that she knows you have a boner for her and she's throwing it in your face." He shrugged thoughtfully. "It's pretty genius actually."

"Oh, shut-up. I thought you were my friend."

"I am, Jane. But you knew this had to come around and bite you in the ass eventually. I never did get how you would pick on her all this time and then talk to me about how hot and smart she was later."

Jane released a short breath between her teeth and leaned back in the seat folding her arms. "I don't know… because I guess I'm just fucked in the head, Frost." Jane shook her head. She hated this arrangement with Maura and also loved it at the same time. She was finally spending time with Maura. It may be the most uncomfortable way possible but hell, she got to lay in the same bed with her and nearly get to second base! But Jane was also mad at herself, because this was no one's fault but her own and Maura was punishing her for it.

"Jane…" Frost began. "You should tell her."

"Oh, she knows, Frost."

"Yeah, she knows you want her, but she doesn't know how you feel about her. You should tell her."

Jane scoffed. "Right. Just to have her laugh in my face. No way."

"I don't think she would do that Jane. Maura is a classy girl. I've only know her less than a day I can see that."

"She is classy. That's one of the things I like about her," Jane lightly smiled.

"Well, class or no-class, she totally grilled your ass back at the ice cream parlor." Frost chuckled.

Jane ran a hand through her hair and ruffled it slightly. "I know…" she sighed. "It pissed me off but at the same time it was really intense… and it made her look really hot."

"Jesus, Jane," Frost shook his head with a smile. "You've got it bad. But you started on the wrong foot with her. I mean… the WRONG foot completely. I still don't get why you did that."

Jane shrugged sheepishly. "I don't know why I did it either… well, I kind of know why." She let out a heavy breath. "It's like I really want her but at the same time I resent her."

"What?" Frost frowned.

"It's only because I know a girl like her would never go for someone like me."

"You think she's that shallow?"

"Frost, did you see her house? The way she lives? Come on."

"What does that have to do with anything?"

"She's a filthy rich… good girl. And I'm a blue collar chick that likes to get dirty and help my Dad fix plumbing. We're from two different worlds."

"Never say never. Take a chance. Just like how you kept pushing me to ask out Annie."

"Well, that's different."

"Not by much. But with Maura… now that you're somewhat talking to her like she's a human being…" Jane frowned at him. "What? I'm just saying you've passed step one. Now you need to have her warm up to you."

"Yeah, like that will happen…" Jane muttered.

"You have charm, girl. Just use it."

Jane contemplated her friend's words. Maybe Frost was right. If she actually attempted to stop being an asshole, which would be difficult, and put forth an effort of charm, then maybe Maura would see her differently. But she knew she had a long way to go.


A/N: Alrighty then, thoughts?