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Riley

Darkness. I let it consume me. I never meant it to go this far. Than again, why wait?
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Lucas
Pacing. I can't stop pacing around the waiting room. I just can't. The girl I have feelings for is dying. And I'm too damn self absorbed to have helped earlier. It took this for me to see it. Hours pass and I'm still pacing. Only Farkle is here. Maya is God knows where and the Matthews are out of town. A figure then comes running. One that was least expected. "What happened? Is she okay? What's going on?" Charlie. Why would he show? How did he know?

"I...I...,'' I couldn't speak. 

"We don't know. It's been a few hours." Farkle finishes my thought. 

"Riley M?" a nurse asked. 

I stand up and rush over along with the other two. 

"Which one of you called?" I raise my hand slowly once I notice the grim expression on his face. 

"¿Qué?" I asked in Spanish for, I do it when I'm nervous as hell. Don't ask how I developed this habit.

"She's in a coma. And..."



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