This Fanfic will contain mentions of Self Harm, sexual encounters. Drug use will be used in this story. Nothing should be to graphic but this is a warning for you about to read this story.
Farkle climbed into the passenger's side of Lucas' car, a smile plastered on his face as he did up his seatbelt turning to look at the older in the driver's seat already. There was a shoe in the brunette's hand and he held it out to the other who took it and put it on his foot. Cory has yet again run Lucas out of Riley's room but the things is they're twenty one – everyone except for Lucas who was twenty two. The group found it funny how he still did it and they played along with it, like it was a tradition that they couldn't let go off. Farkle had brought the older his shoe that was pulled of his foot as he had fled out of the window and down the fire escape. The blond started up the car before driving off with both of his shoes now on. The ride was a little quiet, but they enjoyed it. It was Farkle who broke it as he turned down the radio even quieter then it already was.
"You know, one of these days I am going to slip up and say; can you please stop chasing my boyfriend out of your daughter's window. You know this right." He commented as he looked at his boyfriend in the driver's seat. They weren't secretive about their relationship, it's just Mr Matthews doesn't know that they're together. He's never asked, so they've never really said. It was that kind of one, where if asked about it they'll tell you otherwise it won't be brought up.
It was Topanga who was the first to ask about it; it was a two months after they had decided to date each other. In sophomore year if we are to be exact here. The pair had been at their usual hangout, Topanga's having their usual orders and she had come by to see how things we going in the business when she had spotted the two together. Of course she's seen them together all the time, but this time she had noticed something different between the two. That the glances that they took at each other weren't full of nervousness anymore, but of ease and happiness and of course it didn't take her long to figure out exactly what had gone on. She had sat down with the boys, and asked them bluntly of which they replied with no hassle having both decided that they would be open about it if asked.
"I know. You know what would be funny, is if he already knows and he's just pretending he doesn't. That he's waiting for one of us to say that." Lucas replied with a grin upon his lips. "Because it wouldn't surprise me if he was."
Farkle nodded in agreement, and the conversation went silent. It was a comforting silence as the older drove them back to their apartment so that Lucas could get ready for his shift at Topanaga's. All of them had gotten part time jobs; Lucas decided to work in the café, Farkle tutored high school and middle school kids. Maya is at the art supply store around the corner from the college that they attend, Zay went for the pet store. Riley part times at Demolition and Smackle is interning. The drive was nice, that was until everything sent the brunette into a panic.
It had happened all so fast, it was like a scene from a movie folding before their eyes but it wasn't as quick as a montage. The crash seemed to take forever to finish as the car skidded off to the side as the other stilled in its spot. Glass had flown everywhere and he had hit head hard against the dashboard and there was a sharp pain forming in his left leg as it rested in a funny angle. It took him a few moments to register what had happened, and a few more to realize that his boyfriend who was driving. Panic started to settle in him; he frantically undid his seat belt and tried to look over to the blond in the driver's seat. He couldn't see any movement, and the other's breathing was very low.
"No. Wake up, come on. Wake up Lucas!" Farkle panicked as he shook the older's shoulder, trying to get him to wake up or at least give him some kind of response but nothing seemed to come from him. Tears started to fill his eyes as he grabbed his phone and dialed 911 as quick as he could. He couldn't lose him, no he couldn't.
