A/N: Special chapter! I decided to update after all! I don't want to study for my exam on Friday yet or sleep ahahaha xD (It's not fair! Why do I already have an exam on Friday?!)
(If I told you the update would be Friday, don't worry. I'll still do another update on Friday!)
I thank you all for the reviews! Thank you for taking time out of your busy days. Again, so sorry! :')
Disclaimer: I do not own GMW, but Lucaya is bae.
"Lucas Friar! Stay right there!" Riley yelled, stomping through the parking lot where Lucas was standing by the curb, waiting for his father to pick him up. She had Farkle's wrist in a vice grip and was tugging him brutally towards Lucas.
Other students in the back parking lot turned their heads in surprise at Riley's outburst, looking a little shocked at the livid brunette. No doubt, they were all completely confused by the wide array of distinctly non-Riley emotions she'd been showing all week.
Lucas sighed and turned to them, his expression blank and shoulders slumped. He'd been that way all week, unexpressive, fatigued, and lacking some emotion.
"What do you want, Riley." He muttered.
She was undeterred by his dejected tone.
"Farkle told me, okay?! He told me the real reason why you and Maya broke up! Why did you keep that part a secret from me?! You think Jellybean isn't yours?!"
Lucas' eyes narrowed, and he shot Farkle an irritated glare. Farkle rose his hands up in surrender.
"Hey, I'm sorry, man. But Riley cornered me! She didn't believe your explanation was a valid enough reason for Maya to decide to disappear off the face of the Earth!"
"How could you even think for a second that Maya was telling the truth that you're not the father?!" Riley shouted, her eyes watering with tears, "And all this time I've been so worried thinking she didn't love you and it turns out this is all one big stupid mess that isn't even true! I know Maya, Lucas. She honestly would not have lied to you about being Jellybean's father! And she would never use you to get support! Why would she need to when our family was supporting her this whole time?!"
Lucas clenched his fists, the sharp glint in his eyes looking even more harsh from the shadows of bags under his eyes.
"Yeah? And how would you know that? You weren't there when we broke up." He spat. "What reason would she have to say that I'm not the father in the first place other than that being the truth? People don't just throw statements around like that for no reason, you know?"
"I don't know why she said it! But why would you doubt her?! This is Maya we're talking about! Your girlfriend! We've been friends for years! She would never do that to you."
"I know!" Lucas shouted angrily. Students in the parking lot jumped in surprise from the dark tone laced in his words. Lucas was usually gentle and charming, but the past few days had seen him as this angry, nearly violent guy. Most people had just been keeping away from him because he seemed to be in a very volatile mood recently. "I know I shouldn't doubt her, but you weren't there! You didn't see her face when she told me! It was so full of guilt and shame like she was honestly telling me the truth. She looked me in the eye, Riley. She looked me in the eye and told me that Jellybean wasn't mine and that she used me and that she didn't love me! What else was I supposed to think except that she was telling the truth?! What the hell else am I supposed to think now?"
"I don't know!" Riley threw her hands up in exasperation. "But there is no way that what she said was the truth!"
"How the hell would you know?!"
"Look, Lucas!" Riley snapped, "Maya always tells me when she hooks up with people! She always would tell me! That time you guys slept together after the party and you left, you know what she did? She told me she regretted letting you go. She cried and was sobbing about how she'd ruined something good! She was upset that things had ended so badly with you, and she knew she'd never be able to sleep with anyone else after that! And the last guy before you was Jeremy sometime last February before they broke up! There is no way you're not the father!"
Lucas' eyes were wide in shock by that point.
"But why would she lie… I just can't help but feel like she was telling the truth about me not being the father."
"You know, I've been thinking." Farkle rubbed his chin. "Knowing Maya's personality, when things get tough, she does have a tendency to run or push you away. What if she was trying to put distance between you guys because of something?"
"What could she possibly have been trying to push me away from, though? Everything was going just fine! Maya was happy; I was happy. We were fine. And then she went to her appointment and told me about the C-section thing. We talked on the phone and she sounded fine. Then I come home and she's gone. Next thing I know, she's breaking up with me and then she disappears and we can't find her anywhere. Farkle, I don't know what to think..."
"What if Maya was in some sort of trouble…?" Riley said shakily, her voice small and lower lip quivering.
They all fell silent for a bit, pensive and concerned looks on their faces as they pondered what could possibly have so badly provoked Maya's instinct to run to the point that she would break up with Lucas like that and stop contacting anyone.
A car pulled up by the curb, getting their attention and then Mr. Friar stepped out of the driver's side. Lucas sighed and picked up his school bag from the ground, slinging it over his shoulder.
"Lucas, you can't leave yet. We need to figure out this Maya stuff." Riley pleaded.
Lucas' gaze went to the ground apologetically. "I have to go to dinner with my father and some of his work associates."
Thomas walked around the front with a small smirk on his face, approaching the three of them. Farkle bristled, his eyes narrowing slightly. Riley stared at him, feeling uncomfortable after the things Lucas had told them about how strict his father was.
"Are these your little friends, Lucas?" he asked, his tone of voice snide and almost derogatory, "Introduce me."
"Yes sir." Lucas said, still looking at the ground, "This is Farkle Minkus and Riley Matthews. Guys, this is my dad."
Riley's phone began to ring, and she hastily pulled it out of her pocket. As she stared at the screen, her eyes widened, tears pooling on her lower eyelid.
"I don't believe it…"
"Riley?" Farkle asked, looking at her in alarm, "Who is it?"
"I-It's Maya." Riley picked up the call, her hand trembling as she brought the phone up to her ear. "Maya, where are you?!"
"Riley this is Missy!"
"Missy?" Riley asked in confusion, "Why do you have Maya's phone? Where's Maya?"
"Look I'm calling about Maya. She's in early onset labour!"
"What? Maya's in labour?" Lucas and Farkle's gazes snapped to Riley in alarm. "At thirty weeks? Where is she?"
"We're in an ambulance on the way to the hospital. Riley, Maya's in serious trouble! You need to go to the hospital right now!"
"Wh-what? You're scaring me! What happened to Maya?!"
"She fell down the subway stairs! I've been hiding her in my apartment for the past few days on her request, but we were going back to school so she could talk to you guys and I don't know how she fell down but she did and, and, and now they're taking me to the hospital with her! It's bad Riley. Really bad! She hit her head on the way down and she's not responding properly to words and her breathing is really rough and they think she might have punctured a lung with a broken rib and they don't know how bad her head injury is but she might have fractured her skull and on top of that something must have been rattled in her uterus or something and now she won't stop bleeding from her head or from down there and they checked Jellybean's heartbeat with a Doppler and her heartbeat is so low and Maya might have a miscarriage and oh God, I'm so terrified right now! They don't even know if she's going to make it, Riley! If either of them is going to make it! I-I don't know what to do! Just go to the hospital right now! And please bring Lucas!"
"N-no… No!" Riley cried, tears dropping from her eyes, as she brought her shaking hand to her mouth, "We're on our way right now, Missy! Call Maya's mom! And call my parents and let them know!"
"Okay! Hurry up as fast as you can and get to the hospital!"
"What?!" Farkle asked in concern, "Riley what's going on?!"
Riley fumbled to end the call, her hands shaking so badly that it almost seemed like she was about to drop it. "Maya fell down some stairs, and she's really badly injured! She's in labour but she and Jellybean might not make it! We need to get to the hospital right now!"
"Well let's go!" Farkle said. "We don't have any time to waste!"
"Where do you think you're going, Lucas?" Thomas remarked coldly, staring Lucas down with thinly veiled disdain. "We have an engagement, and there's no time for going to any hospital. Tell your friends good luck and get in the car. On top of that, you should be studying, not wasting your time on this."
Farkle and Riley's eyes widened in shock.
"Sir, I'm going to have to decline." Lucas' eyes narrowed. "One of my friends is seriously hurt. She needs our support."
"I'm sorry." Thomas said with a sneer, his sea foam green eyes glinting treacherously, "I don't think you understand what I'm telling you. I said no. And you are in no position to be disobeying me. You skipped this dinner last time without proper explanation, and we're not having that this time. Don't start this rebellious mess again. Or I'll have to discipline you properly."
Lucas clammed up, quieting and averting his gaze from his father's.
"Lucas please!" Riley begged, her choked sobs breaking her words, "You have to come with us! Maya needs you! I know she loves you so much! If you don't come it'll tear her apart!"
But Lucas remained silent, dropping his gaze in disesteem, looking reproached and ashamed.
"Lucas, c'mon! Think about Maya! She needs you!" Farkle yelled, though Lucas didn't say anything.
"That blonde is trash." Thomas said, crossing his arms in front of his chest. "Not worth anything in the long run, Lucas."
Lucas frowned, though his gaze was still on the asphalt.
"She's not trash, sir. Maya is..."
And then Lucas tapered off, stiffening, his eyes widening as he lifted his head and stared his father down.
"How the hell did you know Maya is blonde?" he growled.
With a soft, surprised gasp, Riley turned to Mr. Friar in surprise. Farkle's mouth dropped in slight shock, as his gaze shifted between the two Friars.
"Did you speak to Maya, dad?" Lucas asked, his breathing harsher than it had been before. "The day you got back was the day Maya broke up with me. Did you do something to make her want to run?"
"I may have run into the filthy whore squatting in my apartment." Thomas rose a brow. "What difference does it make?"
"What did you say to her?" The unhealthy gleam in Lucas' eyes belied how deadly calm his tone was. "Did you threaten her?"
He laughed derisively, the sound sharp and grating and leaving a chill down their backs.
"Please. All I did was tell her the truth."
"You did this..." Lucas said lowly through grit teeth. "You did something and messed with Maya's head."
"Regardless, it's better that she's gone. Trash like her doesn't need to be in this world with her bastard child, tying down people who have futures."
With an enraged snarl, Lucas' hands shot out, and he grabbed his father's collar, his eyes glinting dangerously, his neck burning in rage.
"What the fuck did you say to her?!" he shouted.
"Stand down Lucas." Thomas said calmly, his ruthless gaze menacing, "What exactly are you going to do to your own father, huh? Get your hands off of me."
"Your father is right." Riley murmured, her lower lip trembling, "Lucas. Let go of him."
"Riley?" Farkle said in confusion, his fists clenched and azure eyes shining in fury. "Are you serious right now?"
"Stay out of it, Riley!" Lucas barked, still glaring at his father, "This is between me and him."
"Let him go, Lucas!" she ordered.
Shocked at her tone of voice, Lucas slowly uncurled his hands from his father and took a step back, though his expression hadn't rectified itself, and he was still taking heaving breaths.
"That's better." Thomas spat, fixing his collar. "Ridiculous. Getting so worked up over a disgusting—"
There was resounding slap! that echoed through the parking lot.
Riley's hand was still raised, her usually cheerful and kind cocoa brown eyes flashing with fire. She was absolutely seething, and Farkle couldn't help but stare at the usually docile Riley with surprise on his face. Lucas was absolutely slack-jawed, floored by her sudden rage. Mr. Friar slowly turned his gaze back to Riley, lip curled in disgust.
"You dare hit me in a public sphere, little girl?" he growled, his voice dangerously low, "I'll have you arrested for assault."
"I don't care!" she screamed, "How dare you, y-you fucking asshole!"
And everyone in the parking lot all stared at Riley in shock, because Riley Matthews never cursed, much less hit people.
"You're the one who did this to Maya?! You made her want to run?! Did you make her think she wasn't worth anything?! How dare you say anything to her! Maya is one million times a better person than you!" Riley hollered, jabbing him in the chest with each of her words, "You have no right to say such bullshit to her when you can't even be a good father to your own son! You're a horrible, disgusting excuse for a human being! What makes you think you have a right to say anything to Maya who has been caring for her child on her own for so long?! Do you even know how much she's been through because of this pregnancy?! And yet, she still put so much love to take care of her baby, and you just discredited her like she was garbage."
Riley stepped back, by now sniffling heavily and sobbing and wiping her eyes roughly with her sleeve.
"It's you! You are the piece of human trash!" Riley spat, whimpering from her sobs, "You've forfeited your right to ever be called a grandfather. I hope Jellybean never has to see you a day in her life! Don't you dare ever show your face in front of Maya or Jellybean again!"
Thomas snorted in disgust, unruffled by her yelling. "These are the people you choose to spend your time with, Lucas? I thought you had better sense than that. What a disappointment."
"You've been an abusive asshole to my mom. You've been an abusive asshole to me. And even though I shouldn't have, I tolerated it because we're family." Lucas growled, livid, nothing but cold rage in his eyes as he turned his back on his father. "But now you crossed the line. You hurt my girlfriend, who doesn't deserve any of your shit. That's it. I'm done with you, Thomas. Stay the fuck out of my life. Stay out of my mom's. Stay out of Maya's. And stay out of my child's or so help me I'm going to break every fucking bone in your body."
Thomas' gaze hardened, furious at Lucas' insurrection and complete lack of respect.
"Why the hell are you so worked up over a useless bitch?!"
Lucas paused.
And then he turned around, rearing his fist back and brutally punching his father square in the nose. There were resounding gasps as Mr. Friar stumbled back with a holler, his expression dazed and shocked and hand covering up his bleeding nose.
"Why? Because I love her. Because I love her and our daughter. Because I made a mistake. Because I doubted her when I shouldn't have. Because I was an idiot and didn't see the obvious right in front of me. Because I was so quick to judge without thinking about why she would try to leave when things were going so well. Because I want to make amends, especially if she might not make it…" Lucas' face settled into a melancholic smile, though his fists were still shaking. "Because someday, I want that 'useless bitch' to be my wife."
Lucas spun on his heel and stormed away, gesturing to Riley and Farkle that they should go. All three walked away, hurrying on their way to the hospital.
"Lucas! Lucas, you better goddamn well turn around and come back here right now!" Thomas roared, his voice sounding nasally, "I'll disown you! I'll disown you as my son!"
But Lucas kept right on walking with Farkle and Riley, no hesitation or falter in his steps at all.
"Maya, please be okay…" Riley whimpered, vocalizing what they all were thinking in their minds.
They broke into a hurried run, praying that they wouldn't get there too late.
