I left you at yet another cliffhanger! Well, since you gave your reviews, I'm giving you Chapter 19! Do you guys really want a sequel? Anyway, a one shot will be making its way out soon! :) Just to give you a heads up! Anyway, let's get on with this chapter.

I don't own Girl Meets World *sighs*

"Yes, thank you!" Lucas said as he hung up the phone. The nearest hospital was a twenty minute walk, but he didn't want to risk Riley getting hurt worse than she already was. She was his everything, and if he lost her, he'd lose himself. He stroked her long dark hair and ran it through his fingers. How he wished she'd just wake up from whatever she was in. He didn't care if she had bruises and cuts, but she looked beautiful either way. Not just on the outside, but also on the inside. Soon, the ambulance arrived and loaded Riley into the van. The paramedic stopped Lucas before he could get in the van.

"I'm sorry, sir, but are you family?" the paramedic asked him. Lucas took one look at Riley before he spoke.

"I'm the boyfriend, sir, and her parents are not home. I'm under specific orders to go wherever she goes," Lucas told the paramedic. He shook his head as he looked at his clipboard.

"I'm sorry, sir, but unless you're family, you can't ride," replied the paramedic. Lucas was taken aback. He called Cory.

"Sir, I'm calling my girlfriend's father now if you could just give me a moment," Lucas answered as the phone rang. Finally, on the third ring, Cory picked up.

Lucas! Where are you?!
I'm in front of Wall Street Subway! Riley's hurt and the paramedic won't let me ride with her.
Let me speak with the paramedic.

Lucas handed the phone to the paramedic. Thirty seconds later, the paramedic handed Lucas back the phone.

"Okay, sir, you may ride with us to the hospital. You have to sit in the front, though," said the paramedic. Lucas breathed out a sigh of relief as he climbed into the medical vehicle. They raced to Greenwich Village Hospital and Clinic. As they rode, Lucas was praying to God that Riley would be alright. Cory and Topanga, along with Maya and Farkle, were on their way there, so Lucas finished praying and looked back at Riley. They had an oxygen mask over her nose and mouth to keep her breathing steady.

"Mr. Paramedic, sir?" Lucas asked. The paramedic looked up and smiled.

"Please call me John," replied the man. Lucas nodded and grinned at the man.

"Okay, John, what's wrong with Riley?" Lucas asked as John looked up from his clipboard.

"Well, from the looks of it, she appears to have a concussion and possibly a fractured jawline," John answered.

"Thank you," Lucas said as he turned back around to face the road ahead. They were silent the rest of the drive, which thankfully wasn't very much longer to Lucas. As they pulled into Greenwich Village Hospital and Clinic, Lucas saw Cory's SUV drive up and park. The paramedics were getting Riley out of the ambulance when Cory, Topanga, Maya, and Farkle came running towards them.

"Sir, is my daughter all right?" Cory asked frantically as Lucas walked over to them. John looked over at the group of people before speaking.

"I think she'll be just fine," John responded as the wheeled the gurney into the emergency room, followed by the group of people that had loved Riley since she was born. With the exception of Lucas.

"Mr. Matthews, I'm so sorry I didn't tell you that I was going to find Riley!" Lucas started ranting immediately. Cory looked at the teenage boy who had stolen his daughter's heart back in seventh grade and sighed.

"It's not your fault, Lucas. It's whoever did this to her," Cory said as he patted Lucas on the back.

"I know who did it," Lucas mumbled. Maya looked at Lucas with a hint of anger in his eyes.

"You knew and didn't tell us!?" Maya screamed, causing everyone to glare at the blonde teenage girl.

"Well, I'm sorry, Maya! I didn't know who it was until I actually saw him," Lucas retorted. He was not about to take the blame for Brandon.

"Well, bad news, Huckleberry! Your girlfriend could've been hurt a lot worse," Maya interjected. None of them knew what kind of torture Brandon put Riley through, but she was strong enough to endure everything that was placed on her small plate. Lucas admired her for it.

"Maya, I don't need to hear this! I already feel bad enough that it was one of my friends that did this to her! I could've stopped it from happening!" Lucas yelled. Now, everyone's focus was on him. Maya wasn't about to back out of this fight.

"It's because of you that she's in there, Lucas! You didn't have to ask her out! You didn't have to woo her, but you did! Do you think we'd be here if you and Riley would've ever dated!?" Maya yelled out in hurt. She regretted what she had said immediately. Lucas looked down at the floor before he said anything.

"I'll go get some drinks," Lucas mumbled as he walked towards the cafeteria. When he was out of earshot, Maya fell to the floor and cried like a little girl who hadn't gotten her way. Farkle bent down on the ground next to her and pulled her into a comforting embrace.

"I-I d-didn't mean what I-I s-said," Maya sobbed. "I'm just shocked that Riley is even here!" Maya was leaning on Farkle for support. Farkle didn't say a word as he comforted her.

"It's all right, Maya. You didn't do anything wrong. You were just hurt and emotionally unstable now that Riley's back there, possibly fighting for her life," Cory said. Just then, Lucas came back with drinks.

"I've got coffee, two cokes, and a sprite. Who wants what?" Lucas asked.

"I'll take the coffee," Cory piped up as Lucas handed him the cup of warm liquid.

"I'll take a coke," Maya said since she had calmed down. Lucas handed her the can of acidic soda.

"I'll take the sprite," Topanga said as Lucas gave her the lemon-lime drink.

"I guess I'll take the other coke," Farkle said as he reached up and grabbed it. Lucas sat down beside Cory while they waited on news for Riley.

2 hours later**

Maya had fallen asleep on Farkle's shoulder, and Topanga had fallen asleep on Cory's. Farkle's head was resting on top of Maya's as he slept. Cory and Lucas were the only ones awake.

"Lucas, thank you for taking care of Riley," Cory said, not knowing how else to break the silence.

"You're welcome, sir," Lucas replied as he took a deep breath, watching the door and waiting for some doctor to come out into the waiting room and tell them what was wrong with Riley.

"I think it's about time you started calling me Cory, Lucas," Cory laughed a little, trying to ease up the tension. Lucas laughed a little too.

"Okay, Cory, but I don't think my southern ways would allow me to do that for long," Lucas mentioned. Cory patted the teenager's shoulder as he shook his head.

"You can call me Mr. Matthews, or...," Cory trailed off. Somehow, the word was stuck on his tongue. He couldn't say it.

"Or what, Mr. Matthews?" Lucas asked, raising an eyebrow. Cory coughed a little before attempting to speak again.

"You can call me Dad," Cory choked on the word. Finally, the doctor came out.

"Who is the family of Riley Matthews?" he boastfully asked. Cory stood up, waking Topanga up in the process.

"We are," Cory answered. The doctor greeted them with a friendly smile.

"Hi, my name is Dr. Green, and I'll be your daughter's doctor while she's here," Dr. Green informed the couple.

"Well, we're her parents, Cory and Topanga. Dr. Green, how's our daughter?" Cory asked as he fiddled with Topanga's fingers, finally grasping her hand. She squeezed his hand to reassure him that everything was going to be okay.

"When she was brought in, we noticed extreme bruising to the left side of her face. The right side of her jaw is slightly fractured, but we can fix that. As for the cause of the faint, she's suffering from a concussion," explained Dr. Green.

"How bad is it?" Topanga asked, finally being able to speak since she woke up. The doctor sighed and looked back up at the middle-aged woman.

"It's hard to say. I think it was caused by a fatal blow to the face, but it's hard to say. Your daughter also has lost some blood due to the cuts on her wrists. The one thing we can't explain is how she fainted after the ordeal she went through instead of immediately afterwards," the doctor continued. Topanga and Cory looked at each other with worried looks on their face.

"What are the side effects of the concussion?" Lucas asked the doctor. The doctor looked at him and smiled.

"You must be the boyfriend," the doctor smirked. Lucas chuckled a little and looked down.

"Yes sir, that's me," Lucas answered.

"Well, since you asked, she could receive amnesia. She could also experience dizziness, ringing in the ears, nausea, vomiting, slurred speech, and frequent headaches," the doctor explained.

"When can we see her?" Lucas asked, nudging Farkle in the process.

"Now, if you'd like," answered the doctor. Lucas nodded his head. "Well, follow me!" The doctor stood up and started walking towards the door.

"Hey, Farkle, wake up! We're going to see Riley," Lucas said as Farkle opened his eyes to meet Lucas's.

"Okay," Farkle said as he stood up, forgetting Maya was on his shoulder. Maya shot up.

"It wasn't me, I swear!" She yelled. She immediately realized she was just dreaming.

"Let's go guys. Riley's waiting on us," said Cory as the three friends and his wife followed the doctor to Riley's room, unaware of what was behind her door, waiting on them.

So, if you haven't read my first one-shot that I just posted, read it now. It's called Little Ray of Sunshine. Anyway, I'm glad that I've made it this far! Only, some people make me smile and others I'm just like, "Awe, my fam is so sweet!"

I swear, I hate drama! Like, people will come up to you and start talking, but then they leave. When you go to talk to someone else, they're just like, "Why are you talking to them?" Like, OMGosh! It's my life. I'll talk to whoever I choose to talk to! Really! Then, people whisper stuff into someone else's ear when you're sitting there, laughing and talking with a boy! Like, it's not a big deal! Girls can talk to Guys, and guys can talk to girls! It's totally normal!

Ugh, I hate this. But, I made good grades on all of my exams, so thanks to the reviewer that wished me good luck. You made me smile! Guys, I'm serious, mean girls are just about to get on my last nerve. Okay, that's another story for another day because this author's note is really long, and you guys have better stuff to do than read these long, boring author's notes. So, Chao (That means Bye in Spanish!) Nos vemos! (See You)!