Senior Year-Rucas

Irritability.

Chapter 37

"Hello, can I speak to Adam or Devin the CCM's please? It's Riley." Lucas laid beside her on the brunette's bed. He was at her beck and call, constantly getting new bags of ice, elevating her knee and giving her lots of kisses. Josh and Maya sat at her bay window watching White Chicks. Hey Adam, how are you?
I've been better, because I have a feeling you're calling in?
Kind of, I strained my PCL in my knee i'll be on crutches for a few days so I can't work.
Have you posted your shifts?
No, I haven't. I will and send out a mass text. It's just like 3 days, I have a brace that i'm wearing so I can sit on a barstool and check.
Mhm, we'll see how that works out. Way to make things difficult Riles.
It's what I live for. Thanks Adam.
Riley hung up her phone and tossed it away. "What's wrong peaches?" Maya pulled her eyes away from the movie.

"I hate calling in, makes me seem lazy." All 3 of her friends glared at her.

"Sweetheart, you seriously injured your knee, again. I'm sure they'll understand." Lucas chuckled and kissed her head. Maya checked the time on her phone.

"Oh shoot, Josh we have work in an hour and we have to get changed." Josh stood up and intertwined their fingers.

"Maya, take one of my shirts. I have like a million, that way y'all will only have to make one stop." The blue eyed girl glanced at her shoes and had a pleading look. "And my tennis shoes."

"And a belt?" The guys started laughing.

"Yes, but I need to go through your closet one day. I'm missing a lot." 10 minutes later it was Lucas and Riley alone in her room watching White Chicks.

"How are you feelin'?" Riley shrugged her shoulders.

"Tired, which I guess is normal with all the medicine they've given me." The word medicine held a certain level of disgust when it escaped her mouth.

The running back cleared his throat. "Why don't you like taking pain medicine? When you're in pain?"

"I forget things, it makes me sleepy and if the pain is manageable then I don't see why I have to take it." He stroked her hair since it was obviously a sore subject.

"Easy sweetheart. Can I tell you why?" She rolled her head over to look at him. "Because people who love and care about you, don't want to see you in pain. So, if not for yourself than for us don't fight us too hard on taking it. Okay?"

"Bleh." There was a knock on the bedroom door and instantly it flung open revealing Topanga.

"Hi honey, are you okay? I'm so sorry I didn't come sooner i've been in court all day." The mother ran to her bedside.

"I'm fine momma, no worries." Mrs. Matthews gave her a once over.

"Clearly." Riley's hair was being stroked by both people and she was slowly falling asleep. "Your dad told me what happened." The brown eyed girl didn't say anything but Lucas did.

"I have a few choice words for Missy when I see her." Riley slowly shook her head.

"Everyone needs to drop it." She hadn't blinked for a minute. "There's no way to prove she did anything wrong, and personally i'd rather have this than continue to pointlessly argue with that female dog. Maybe, she got it all out of her system." The running back rolled his eyes while hers were closed. "I know you just rolled your eyes, but for me just drop it. Unless you have a taped confession there's not a whole lot that can be done."

"How did-"

"I know you Mr. Friar." Topanga started laughing, when Lucas' phone rang.

Hey momma.
Hey where are you? Did you pick up a shift?
No, i'm at Riley's she had to go to the ER today.
WHAT? Lucas inched the phone away from his ear while his mother screamed.
She was sabotaged by a teammate and landed on her knee when she flew, she strained her PCL.
Is she okay? OH MY GOSH THAT LITTLE WITCH! He looked at her and grinned.
Yeah, I think so. She's got crutches for 2 days, brace for 2 weeks, no cheering for 2 months. So that's a tough break but, all in all she's okay.
Poor thing. Can we do anything? Y'all just got back together and I miss her, I want to see her.
Oh no momma that's okay. She's pretty much asleep right now, i'm probably going to wear out my welcome and once they kick me out i'll be home.
Well, if she wakes up B says hi. Tell her that we're thinkin' about her and hope she gets to feelin' better soon. Oh and we miss her and to call us if she needs anything.
I need a pen and paper.
Luke!
Kidding, i'll let her know. Love you.