I go and try to find Riley. She always knows what to say to me when I'm upset, it's one of the many things I like about her. I see Maya and Farkle talking and I walk up to them
Lucas - Have you guys seen Riley?
Maya - I think she's in the bathroom
Lucas - Don't tell me she's throwing up
Maya - I don't know, I'm drunk. I can't even remember who you are.
I look over to Farkle
Lucas - Don't let her do anything stupid
I go to the bathroom and make sure Rileys not throwing up. She likes to have someone hold her hair. I knock on the door as I'm opening it
Lucas - Riley? Hey are you
Lucas - What the hell are you doing?
Riley - what are you doing here?
Lucas - Riley. What the hell are you doing?
Riley - It's nothing, I just cut myself with some broken glass on accident. I was just cleaning it up
Lucas - This is a razor. Why do you have a razor with you?
Riley - You're drunk Lucas, come in let's go get you some water
She try's to grab my arm and lead me out. I stop her
Lucas - I'm sorry am I hurting you?
I say sarcastically as I'm still holding her arm
Riley - Can we not talk about it Lucas please.
There it was. The third time I found out out another secret, and the third time I heard don't talk about it.
Lucas - What?
Riley - just Don't talk about it
When she said that, it was like something took over me. Next thing I knew I was kicking everyone out of Farkles house. I kept repeating "partys over, get the hell out!" And pushing people out the front door.
Farkle - Hey man what are you doing?
Lucas - Party is over.
Once I made sure that everyone was out of the house, I bring Riley, Zay, Maya and Farkle into the living room. They all stare at me waiting for me to say something.
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Don't Talk About It
FanfictionFollow the lives of five best friends. Best friends usually talk to each-other about anything and everything, not these five. In this groups of five people, you don't talk about certain things. Let's see how this is going to play out.
