They ate with more small talk, keeping the conversation light. After the food was gone off of everyone's plate, Mr Matthews left to watch a game while the two children went to do their homework leaving Lucas with Topanga. He stood up, deciding to help her with the dishes. It was a little quiet for a little while before she spoke up.

"Do you have someone to talk to about what's going on?" Her voice was full of care towards him. Why were people he just met nicer to him then his so called friends? The world seemed to be one fucked up place to him.

He thought about it for a while, sure he had Katy but it was more of him there for her. Though he knows he can tell her anything, he feels like she needs someone to be strong. And that person was him because Maya's father left so he was no longer around. He was Katy's support system and he didn't care what he felt when it concerned comforting her. He would die for those Hart girls in a heartbeat. His parents well there was no way in hell he could talk to them about any of this, no they hated her. "I guess I don't. I try to be strong for her mother, Katy. Someone needs to be the strong one right?"

"No, you are allowed to break you know that right? What about your parents?" She asked as she pointed to where the dish Lucas was holding went.

"They think Maya is a bad influence so I can't talk to them about this. I just…I…Why is this happening? She doesn't deserve it." Okay, now he was about to breakdown. They were so caring to him it almost scarred him, he wasn't use to this being cared for by this many people. He closed his eyes trying to stop himself from overflowing.

"No one really knows why things happen, nor do people deserve the fate that God handed them. But they deal with it, and survive. Would you want a ride home after?"

He shook his head, no he didn't. He didn't want to go home at all, and he couldn't go to Maya's as her mother had a nightshift tonight. She always did every Friday night; it was how the two friends planned their weekend. And Lucas had left all his keys at home in his school bag, so he couldn't enter his home or Maya's. "I don't want to go home." Plus, he's sure his parents would be fighting, all because of what had happened at school.

Topanga took in a breath and let it out slowly. "Okay, so you have somewhere to go then. What about Maya's?" The question was met with silence by the male, leaving the older woman to purse her lips. It was quiet again, the only noise coming from the TV in the next room. "We have a guest bedroom, you are staying here then."

"Oh, no I couldn't do that. I would be intruding."

"You need a roof over your head, and you don't feel safe in your own home so you'll sleep here. Cory won't see a problem with it. I wouldn't feel right having you leave and sleep in some park or something. I'll go get Riley to set it up for you." And with that, she finished cleaning the last of the dishes before leaving the room to find her daughter.

The hospitality of the Matthews was very nice, he felt warm and safe in the home. It was the second place to do that to him, the first being the love from the Hart's. Lucas was sitting in the room, looking at his dying phone. There were so many answered calls and text from his parents, he just knows what they're going to be but he didn't care. Before he decided to close his eyes and let sleep take him over, he sent a quick text to Katy. He wanted to let her know where he was, just in case those people he calls parents tried to call her to see if she knew where he was. It was a pretty dreamless sleep, and it was much better than those nightmares that plagued his mind at night. He isn't sure what time it is when he wakes up, all he knows is that his phone is dead and that the sun is shining bright through the crack in the curtains. Pulling the covers off of himself, he noticed a set of clothing resting on the set of drawers with a note attached. Naturally curiosity got to him and went to them, reading the note 'Hey Lucas. These are my uncle's. They should fit you. If you want to hang with me and my friend, we will be in the library on the corner of this street. If you don't that is okay. Have a nice day – Riley Matthews'. The note was signed with a little bunny at the end which he thought was pretty cute of her.

Sighing, he ran his hand over his face before picking up the clothes. Huh, they were pretty decent though not really his style but he'll wear them. Clothes are clothes right? He pulled off yesterday's clothes, folding them into a neat pile as he changed into the new set. Deciding to delay going home, he took up the offer and headed to the library.