The next couple of days have been a lot of resting and waiting. Maya is still in her coma and I barely see Lucas. My arm is not as bad as before and it doesn't hurt as much, same with Lucas, so Lucas and I are going home today. Auggie needs to stay for another two weeks and Farkle went home yesterday. We aren't allowed to do a lot, so our parents planned it keep us together a lot. We're going to have a lot of people over my house for the next couple days to check up on everybody. I'm really not looking forward to it, but you know, can't change their "worries."
As I get home, the first thing I want to do is take a shower. The doctor doesn't want me standing for too long, just in case, so my mom brings out her shower chair. It sounds patheic, but it's true.
"If something just happens, anything, just yell, I'll come"
I give my mom and smile as we walk into the bathroom and she puts my clothes on the counter and turns on the radio for me.
"Please don't try to get your cast too wet, you get a new one the day Auggie comes home so you don't wanna ruin it. I love you Riley, and your my baby."
"I love you too. Thank you."
She closes the door as I get into the shower. It feels so good to have the water on me, even if I can't stand. I start to wash my hair and I notice how bad I need to shave. I keep the conditioner in so I can wash it out last and I pick up my razor and one of my hidden blades fall down. It's a good thing I have my own bathroom.
After I shave, I bend down a little to pick up the razor and I haven't noticed how bad my back hurt until now. I keep the razor in my hand. I just want to take the razor and pull into my skin. I wish their was a way I could go through it. Could I be able to live with myself? Would I be able to look at Lucas? What if he gave up on me? I can't go through with this. It's so hard. I can't do this, I just need to stay strong for Auggie.
Ugh I hope Auggie is ever depressed or insure about anything when he is older. I would be so upset if he had to feel the things I fee.
As I put the razor back where it belongs, hidden, I turn on the shower. I want to ca my mom because I can't reach my towel but before I can somebody's knocking on the door.
"Hey honey, do you help?" It sounds like my dad. Uh no. I don't want him see me like this, his own daughter that he teaches he'll hate.
"No I'm good!" I say back.
It takes a while to get up but once
I dry myself I help myself to sit on down. I start to struggle to put on the clothes, clean clothes, it feels really nice after all this time honestly. I pull on my sweatpants and walk back to my bed, and lay down, leaving my dirty clothes for my mom to pick up hopefully. I grab my phone and have so many snapchats, texts, everything. I go on Instagram and look at the photo we took the morning of the accident and deciced to post it
"We're all fine... I'm just bent, not broken. Lucas too, Farkle could be doing better. My baby brother will have angels fix him and my best friend, she's strong" and I hit the share button with no regrets, starting to answer all the texts
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Just Another Rucas Love Story
Novela JuvenilIn this story Riley Matthews and the gang are 15 years old. Life in middle school isn't the same as their second year of high school. Riley and Lucas still have their thing, but don't want to admit it.
