There's nothing more I wanted than to kiss her, but my dumbass doesn't. Instead I say
Lucas - We should get going, put your seat belt on
I position myself and put my seat belt on. I can feel her stare at me, like "what the fuck". I can see her put on her seatbelt from the corner of my eye and I start to get back onto the road Lucas - Has Maya called you?
Riley - She called me five minutes after I got into the car.
Lucas - Did you talk to her?
Riley - I sent her a text telling her where I was.
Lucas - and?
Riley - She's mad.
Lucas - Right... So did you make a decision?
Riley - about what?
Lucas - Mayas rape.
Riley - So you believe me?
Lucas - Of course I do.
Riley - You didn't at first.
Lucas - True.
Riley - What changed your mind?
Lucas - When I saw her. The look on her face, it gave it all away.
Riley - I haven't made a decision.
Lucas - You know what the right thing to do.
Riley - I know..
Lucas - It's going to be okay Riley.
Riley - I hope so.
Lucas - Hey look
I point to my right.
Riley - Canada's border.
Lucas - Finally.
We pass the boarder. I put the address that Madison texted me into my maps. I get lost a couple of times, of course. But we eventually get to the location.
Riley - Are you sure this is where she's at?
Lucas - This is the address she sent me.
Riley - Why is she here?
It was a some kind of abandoned park.
Riley - Are those?
Lucas - Is this a fair?
Riley - I think it was a carnival
Lucas - That's so creepy.
Riley - I don't want to go in. I don't like clowns.
Lucas - since when?
Riley - Since they started haunting my dreams.
Lucas - Riley there are no clowns here. Look at this place it's completely abandoned.
It was about 7/8 pm, the sun had gone down and it was pitch dark, with a couple of dimmed lights in the location. I look over to Riley, we're still in the car, and she looks terrified. I get out of the car and head over to her side. I open the door and hold my hand out for her to hold. She smiles at me, un buckles her seat belt, and grabs my hand. We stand in front of the entrance for a minute, examining it. I look at her, she looks at me, and we head inside.
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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.
