Hi guys! I'm sorry that I haven't been updating recently but I'm on spring break and I haven't had a lot of time to break. My inspiration is coming and going so sometimes I just feel like rush to write but sometimes I just feel like I'm hitting this wall. Anyway please review! Also favorite and follow. Please PM me any ideas or things you want to see.
Love,
Em
Riley's POV
I stared at the screen blankly. It had been two weeks since I had been discharged from the hospital and yet they wanted me back again.
Yesterday I had gotten a call from the hospital. They said that they needed me back to do a "health check".
I googled that and nothing comes up. Hospitals don't do a two-week health check.
But what could they need from me?
All I could figure out was that I was the next one to come back. I gripped Lucas's hand.
I only had my mother and Lucas with me. I was scared of the possible extents of the outbursts that could come from Maya and my father.
I heard them call my name and I slowly stood up while plastering on my fake smile.
The past two weeks I must have gone through more plaster than is necessary to build a house.
Lucas's POV
I hate to see her like this. She just flips this switch from staring blankly off into space to being a smile-y and "happy". She may have a smile on her lips but it doesn't reach her eyes.
What worries me more is her attempt to move on. She was discharged and she went back to school and she tried acted like normal.
Key word tried.
Her movements were stiff and robotic like she had entered some program and she moved with that and any misstep was a mutation that had to be corrected.
It scared me. To see someone so happy and so bubbly turn into this cold hard façade. How easy it was to just fall into that hole and how hard it was to get out.
Topanga's POV
These past two weeks have been hell. It's like even though my daughter is physically here she is emotionally on a different planet. She will be staring blankly ahead one minute and then the next minute be skipping to the car.
I don't know what to do.
I haven't mentioned the investigation to her. It would just be one more punch to the gut. Until the police need to interview her they aren't touching her.
I will find whoever did this to her and they will be locked away for a long time.
Riley's POV
I hear my mother and Lucas's shoes slap on the ground as we walk around the corner. I hear them whispering about me. I know they're all worried. It isn't hard to tell.
Everyone has been tiptoeing around me. Watching what they say. Not stepping to hard on the pavement around me.
I push that to the back of my mind as I sit down in the loud plastic booth. Waiting has been everywhere the last two weeks. My friends surround me like they're on a security detail. We wait until everyone had passed to run to class. We wait until everyone is gone to head to the subway. We wait until everyone has left to leave the lunchroom. It's all just waiting.
I see the doctor approach and tense up. I'm not in the mood to repeat my three days in the hospital.
"Hello Ms. Matthews." The doctor says while settling down on a rolling school parallel from me.
"Hi, doctor." I say while rigidity in my voice.
"Okay, I am just going to get straight to the point." She said while settling forward on the stool.
"You have no STDs." She continued. I could feel the air rush out of my lungs. I felt the first real smile grace my face.
"There is a but," she continued. "We have found something, now as you are eighteen by four days if I am correct I am going to have to ask your mother and friend to step out for a second." She said.
No. What could have happened? Why was this happening? Why me?
My mother and Lucas quickly left the room. I could hear Lucas slide down the wall. I could feel his anger and frustration.
"Ms. Matthews, this is going to be a lot of information to take in. I'm going to need you to take deep breaths and not freak out." The doctor continued, if anything this was making me freak out more.
"Ms. Matthews you are approximately one and a half weeks pregnant."
