Riley's POV
It was dark. I opened my eyes slowly, coughing, trying to sit up. I quickly sat down though, the pain to much to deal with. Looking around, I recognized the walls of the subway car. I touched my hand to my head and it came away bloody. Smoke started to waft over me and I started to struggle to breathe. I choked on the little air I was able to get into my lungs. I mustered all my strength and rose into a sitting position. I grabbed one of the poles and held onto it for support.
Somehow, using the wreckage for support, I was able to get to the end of the subway car. I took a deep breath and called into the void.
"Help! Someone!" Then I heard the sweetest thing ever.
"Riley?"
Lucas's POV
Leaning against the wall I started to cry again, thinking of Riley trapped in there. I rose to my feet to make sure no one was looking when I rushed towards the subway car. If she's in there, I will find her. I thought. All of a sudden I heard her beautiful voice.
"Help! Someone!"
"Riley?" I called back. Smoke was wafting through the car so I used my shirt to cover my mouth.
"Lucas! Help!" I heard stumbling from the other end of the car. I launched myself over and around the wreckage until I found her, barely holding herself up with the support of a pole.
"Riley!" I ran up to her and pulled her into a hug.
"Lucas…" Her words sounded weak and feeble. I pulled away and saw that her head was bleeding.
"What happened?" I let go of her and took my shirt off, wrapping it around her head.
"I was…looking at…pictures…and …then…" She drifted off suddenly and fell forward. I whisked her up into my arms and bolted for the exit.
"Help us!" I called. Two firefighters came up to us.
"You!" One of them said, his voice full of distaste. "I told you to wait out of the way."
"You can yell at me later! Just let me take her to help!" The two looked at us then let us past.
"Thank you!" We left as fast as we could and when we left I saw the Matthews, Maya, Katy, and Farkle talking to the officers. Maya saw me first.
"Riley!" She yelled. She leaped over the security tape and raced over to us. She grabbed Riley's hand. "Riles, I'm here!" Riley opened her chocolate eyes.
"Peaches." She smiled. Her smile quickly vanished though as she started to cough, splattering blood across my chest.
"Shit! Where're the EMTs!" I yelled. Mr. and Mrs. Matthews were sobbing, while Farkle just stood there in shock. Katy and Auggie were just standing there, as if any reaction would destroy them. The firefighters pointed to one and I raced over, a possibly Riley in my arms, Maya following, moving just as fast as the firefighters.
An EMT took Riley out of my arms and placed her gently on a stretcher. "David," She called. "Prep the ambulance, she needs to get to the hospital. Like yesterday." She put pressure onto the wound on Riley's head and she whimpered.
"Don't worry, honey." Maya squeezed her hand, tears coming in nonstop waves down her face. Riley moaned and screamed as the woman touched her head. Maya put her head into my armpit and held me close, as if hiding would make it all go away. The EMTs put Riley into the ambulance and told us to follow them. We took this information to the others and together we made our way to the hospital, our heads bowed as tears streamed down all our faces.