A/N: New story, nope its not the continuation of The Game. Nope I don't own anything and Yep this is more than a one shot. More info at the A/N at the bottom. Enjoy :)

Never Give In

Chapter 1

Riley

Riley was livid. She was beyond furious and more than anything she was butt hurt. Here she was 15 years old, walking the empty streets of New York alone trying to get home. There were so many things wrong with the situation as it is without adding to the fact that it was two in the morning. How was it that she was out alone at 2 am anyone could ask. Well it all started with a party blast that was sent out to the entire school earlier this morning. Everyone from the jocks who think they run the school, the student body who actually have a part in running the school to the outcast and rebels who wanted nothing to do with school got it. A stupid party that Riley had tried her best and hardest to convince Maya out of but she went anyway because when Maya has her mind set on something, she gets it. And Riley well she felt coerced into going to keep an eye on things.

Things were different from her and Maya now. A little less smooth sailing and it has been that way for a while now. Riley loves the girl and they will always have each other's best friend but they were not in middle school anymore. they both had grown up. They still love each other and nothing could change that, it was just that high school got in the way. If Riley wasn't in cheerleading, a student body's meeting or the school's newspaper coverage, Maya would be at art exhibit in a different stated or doing theater work or music.

It was like they had this unspoken agreement to meet new people. Not all of it was bad; their social circle had expanded and Riley had never felt more comfortable in her own skin. But she knew Maya didn't like all of her friends, those who looked down at Maya as if she was scum in particular and Maya knew Riley didn't like some of hers either. Some of them were amazing individuals that made Maya and Riley wanted that for her. But others were just a little difficult to swallow. They were the ones that could bring Maya to a path of destruction and she didn't want that. Not for peaches.

They didn't always have time to go to the bay window and as a result there were has been way too many lies, rushed truths and unspoken words between the two. And if Riley was honest, she was more than ready for all of it to be over. Her father's words, preach, warning or whatever it was you could call it in middle school never rang truer. 'What you're facing now is nothing compared to what you face next'. She knew those weren't the exact words used but the context was still there. And it was true henceforth tonight; things just blew out of proportion for them.

All Riley saw was Maya getting yet another cup that was probably spiked with alcohol or something.

"No Maya," Riley started to object.

The party, if anyone could call it that, was in full swing with god knows how many people grinding against one another to a beat so loud that she failed to recognized the actual music. It was nauseating to Riley and she felt so uncomfortable and awkward watching everyone lose their inhibitions. She didn't care for any of it except for the girl in front of her. Said girl was know holding a red solo cup filled with a drink that wasn't even super good to begin with before getting spiked. Maya's glazed demeanor snapped. The next few words were like a slap in the face.

"Oh god! Would you give it a rest!? I'm sorry if I know how to have fun without you," Maya said fiercely, "Why don't you go home or something."

Riley watched the fierceness fall away as Maya tipped the red solo cup and drank away all of its contents. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she watched her best friend walk away. Riley knew that Maya wasn't thinking clearly, that she probably had her fourth or fifth drink of the evening that she knew about, but that, those words still hurt. There was no one here she knew, Maya had other friends here that would take care of her. What was so wrong with just doing something for her Riley thought. So she left.

And that brings her to where she is now. In a too thin jacket, walking at two am in an abandon street of New York, livid. Angry at Maya for being stupid and irresponsible, angry at all those people wasting their lives away partying and getting high. Angry at Maya who clearly got to move on when Riley didn't. The tears that were prickling in her eyes were on hold as her phone rang, disturbing the otherwise quiet street.

"Hey, how was it?," A familiar male voice asked when she picked up the phone.

"Awful," Riley stated before launching into a rant, "I don't understand it Lucas, she won't listen to me. I'm so frustrated. Can she not see how this isn't good for her? Why does she keep doing this? I just can't wrapped my head around it."

"Riley breathe," Lucas comforted.

Riley took a deep breathe. The tension in her body was still there but she knew it would do nothing for her now.

"I left," Riley confessed quietly, "I can't keep doing this anymore."

There was a pause as Riley let what she said sink in to Lucas. Lucas, who Riley knew Maya went to look for certain things that Maya didn't want to tell her. As if not knowing would protect her. Lucas and Zay were back home in Texas visiting family and friends. Farkle, the last Riley checked was boarding an airplane back from a science convention with his girlfriend Smackle. That left her and Maya alone in New York. And as much as a fixer Riley was, she knew that this was out of her depth, that she couldn't do this thing alone.

"We'll figure something out," Lucas finally said, "We always do. Maybe do that intervention thing from that sitcom you like so much."

It seemed pointless but Riley let out a teary laugh. A tear rolled down her cheek, "Tomorrow. Please. Do it tomorrow; all of us will be back in town. I need to make her see."

"Don't worry Riles, Maya might be a tough cookie but she's smart," Lucas said, "She'll come back."

"The question is when?" Riley countered back.

"Why are up late anyway?"

"Weren't you the one who called me?"

"I figured it would go to voicemail," Lucas said sheepishly. Riley could imagine him running his fingers through his hair. It made Riley feel a little bit more at ease.

"Maya," Riley offered as her reason, "Don't worry. I'm almost reaching the train station."

"I wasn't worried until now, are you alone?" Lucas questioned. Her heart fluttered. Lucas was always going to be Lucas and that meant that her heart was always going to be caught up in when he was worried or protective of her. The triangle had been demolished when high school started. All three of them wanted a fresh slate, so they just became friends. It was only at the beginning of this year did she and Lucas start being close again. Throw in a second first date and some other things along the way, you would have thought that they were boyfriend and girlfriend. But they weren't. They were stolen kisses and sneaking around. No one knew but the two of them.

"I'm fine," Riley insisted before adding, "But if it makes you feel any better, I will call you when I reach home."

"What's wrong with staying on the line?" Lucas demanded.

"Well the fact that phone service sucks in the transit and that my battery is about to die at any moment. So I'll call you back okay?" Riley said. She knew Lucas meant well but she did not want to stay on the phone with him. And she wasn't exactly lying when; her phone battery was at 10% with it signalling her to charge her phone as if she had that option right now.

"Okay fine," Lucas conceded, "I love you."

"I love you too," Riley said before hanging up.

Two in the freaking morning. Nothing good ever happens after two. The wind picked up and blew a little stronger, Riley struggled. The street lights were awful, almost non existent and there was no one in sight. She wished the transit terminal was nearer, this place was so sketchy and her parents would kill her if they knew that she snuck out. Hopefully both of them were asleep by the time she got back, she did not want to be at the receiving end of a long winded lecture that will most likely end with a month's worth of chores and grounding.

A black van passed her slowly before stopping a few meters away. That did nothing on Riley's nerves. She tried to rationalise with herself as she watched the door of the van open. Their boisterous laugh filling what would otherwise be a silent night. The two man looked unfocused and was staggering as they got to the pavements. They are probably drunk she thought. Riley shook her head and moved to pass the, pure instinct was telling her that if she did not get away as quickly as possible things were going to happen. Bad things.

And she almost got away when a hand touched her shoulder. Riley flinched hoping to shrug it off but the drunk hand had a solid grip. Riley turned to tell them to leave her alone when she realised that they did not look drunk at all.

"We have been waiting for you," one of them said.

Fear and terror invaded, before Riley could even let out a scream, she felt a cloth gagging her nose and mouth. Her lids became heavy as she slipped into darkness.

A/N: I think that is a good place to end off. So I'm back. I've been pretty busy and and my laptop broke so I stopped writing for a while. But it's fixed so now I'm back I have a couple of chapters and idea for this story roughly written so I can't wait to start writing again because I miss it. I also have parts of the prequel to the game already written down but none of it is concise so I'm not sure when I will be posting that. So yeap this is my first story back. Let me know what you think.