The girl of his dreams. |Rucas/Lucas/Riley.

18. Normal again?

Just two or three more chapters and it's over, this story has given me so many emotional feelings, I've loved it and hated it.

Omg guess, who finally worked through their funk? THIS girl. I'm so so very sorry. I know you all thought I had abandoned this story butttt I haven't and I recently got inspired to write again.

Who the hell hates the GMW writers right now? Well this chapter was going to be fill with drama but since right now our endgame is in danger and because *cough.* peaches. *cough.* has been ruining my life with her updates. I decided to make this chapter as cute as I possibly can.

I MEAN IF WE CANT GET RUCAS IN THE SHOW FOR NOW, WE MIGHT AS WELL WRITE ABOUT IT, RIGHT?

Enjoy.

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Lucas leaned against the metal pole under the bleachers, waiting for Riley to show up. They had agreed to meet in their hide out during lunch to discuss the plan further. He paced back and forth before finally sitting down on the couch impatiently, Andrea had filled him in on Riley's progress, well she bitched and whined about how Brandon deserved better and how slutty Riley looked in that dress. "Jesus Christ, what's taking her so long." He ran his fingers through his dirty - blonde hair, leaning back against the couch, he closed his eyes to catch a quick nap. He hadn't been sleeping very well lately, the dreams he's been having have been so vivid and realistic that he'd wake up huffing and sweating.

"Lucas honey you need to wake up, it's been two years now. They want to take you off of life support, I can't lose you too baby, please wake up." His mothers voice echoed into his head again like the night before, he shook that thought away, what the hell was going on with him.

With a swift movement he was on his feet, his hands trembling with fear of the voice of his mother. "Lucas?" Riley murmured from beside where he had been resting, she had flinched away from his quick movement. "A-are you okay?""

His eyes snapped to meet her gaze." Riley you're here." His voice wary and lost." Something is wrong with me Matthews, I've been having nightmares about my moms voice, she.. She keeps telling me to wake up, can you believe how crazy that sounds?" He chuckled nervously. "I mean I'm awake, right?"

"Of course you're awake, that sounds crazy, it's probably just the stress you have on your shoulders." She mumbled, she patted the spot beside her."you know with everything that's been going on, with Brandon and Andrea."

Lucas nodded, sitting down beside her," you're probably right, thanks babe." He grinned before swinging his legs to the hand-rest of the couch and comfortably putting his head on her lap.

"Hey! Who said you can use me as a pillow?." She pushed against his shoulder. "I'm not an object

"I'm comfortable, you're my pillow now." Lucas grinned to himself before he looked up at her."get used to it because from now on this is my place." He said in a serious tone, he lifted his hand to brush her reddening cheek with the back of his hand." This is where I belong.."

"Stop saying weird things, are you drunk again?" Riley moved his hand away from her cheek, if she didn't. She was afraid her heart would burst out of her chest,"blow in my face." She leaned down closer to his face' inches away." Um.. Never mind, bad idea."

"Yes bad idea, let me do you one better." He whispered before his hand moved to the back of her head, pushing her down until his lips met with hers. Her lips felt soft and plump, just like he'd remembered. This was nothing like the kiss from the hall-way, rushed and frustrating. He pulled away before she came to her senses." See, did it taste like alcohol to you?" He breathed with a cheeky smile on his lips. 

"T-that was a cheap shot." She curved her lower lip into her mouth in nervousness.

"I take what I can get." Lucas spoke in a husky tone, his hand moved to her cheek once more." I'm really glad you came into my life Matthews, I don't know what I'd be doing if I never met you."

"Well for starters, you'd probably be fucking missy and who knows how many more."

"Yeah, maybe." he answered, honestly.

"Pig, get off me." She looked away, crossing her arms over her bust. "You'll never change."

"Come on, don't ruin the moment." He leaned up, eye leveling himself with her." But you changed all that, without you, I wouldn't have gone to Texas to find my father. I wouldn't understand the meaning of actually caring about someone other then myself. Riley the reason I left was because I was afraid of you, I know." He let a low chuckle escape from his lips." Who'd be afraid of someone like you but it's true, everything about you terrified me."

"Why, why did it scare you?"

"Because you were changing everything in my life, you just do that kind of thing." Lucas moved to sit upright beside her, a hand rubbing the back of his neck." I'm not explaining myself right here. It's just hard, you see, I thought my whole life. I'd sleep around, be who I was. That, that was enough but you, you taught me that anything is possible if I work hard for it. I don't know what I'd do if you never came into my lif-" everything around him went dark.

"Lucas, sweetie can you hear me? Thank god your waking up.." His mothers cries filled his ears.

"Riley? Where's Riley?" Lucas panicked while looking around the white room. I.V needles stuck to his arm that connected to machines all around his hospital bed." What the hell happened?!? Where is Riley mom! Is she okay? What did they do to her?"

"What are talking about Lucas?" His mother sobbed, wrapping both her arms around her son." Thank heavens you're alive."

"Mom, mom where is Riley, I need to see Riley!" Lucas's voice screeched while trying to get his mothers attention.

"Who is Riley? Was she one of your old classmates?" She asked, pulling away from her embrace on him." That's odd, over the last two years. Not a single Riley came to see you.." She explained, tears threatening to fall once more." My baby's come back to me, thank you God."

"T-two years..?" He stuttered, shaking his head in frustration." N-no, this is just a dream.." He smacked his palms against his cheeks." This is just a fucking dream, I.. I probably fell asleep again or something." Lucas laughed, humorlessly to himself." Come on, wake up!" He smacked himself a bit harder.

"Lucas! Stop! What are you doing!" His mother cried, desperately trying to get her son to stop hitting himself." NURSE! I need a Nurse!" She yelled before trying to grab his hands once more." HELP ME PLEASE! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP HIM."

"RILEY!"

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Holy crap, i didn't plan this... It just sorta happened. What do you think is up with Lucas? Is that reality or is he dreaming? If you're confused. I'll explain how I got this idea for the story.

If any of you are over 18 or have had the luxury of watching Buffy the vampire slayer and if you haven't, i suggest you watch it or at least watch season 6, episode 17. Anyways I was watching that episode when I got this idea.

In that episode Buffy gets hit/stung by a demon that makes her believe that she's been in a state like dream and everything she's known about her life have been a figments of her imagination. Just watch it and you'll understand this plot a little.

Do you think think the reality with Riley is real or fake?

Which one is reality?