Senior Year-Rucas

You Can Run.

Chapter 48

Riley stared at her ceiling, and she literally felt like she hadn't taken a breathe since he proposed last night. The brunette placed her phone on silent and locked her bay window. She kept thinking, proposed. He proposed, she wasn't even 18 yet. Surely he was just caught up in the moment. But, was he serious? Was he just doing this because of Charlie? After she didn't respond to him last night he drove her home in silence. Still kissing her goodnight and saying he loved her, but he was bothered. Either by the fact she didn't answer or that he even asked.

Then she began whispering to herself. "I can't tell Maya, she'd freak and I can't tell anybody else, they'd freak. Hell i'm freaking out." She sat up in bed and continued to breathe heavily. The cheerleader was pretty sure she was having mini panic attacks all night and into this morning. "Why would he do that? He didn't tell me he loved me because he was afraid of running me off. So, let's just spring a proposal on her, that'd be cool. That wouldn't freak me out." Riley wanted to run, she needed to run, but she couldn't, or could she? She glanced at her knee and after changing clothes she tightened her brace as tight as it would go, then snuck out of the house. Or tried to.

"Honey, where are you going?" Topanga saw her tennis shoes and headphones. "NO! Riley!" The brown eyed girl took off down her steps, and put in her headphones. "RILEY MATTHEWS!"

"What's wrong Topanga?" Cory raised his eyes off of his wife and towards the end of the street when he saw his daughter running.

"Call Lucas."

I need you. I need you here. I need you now. I need security somehow. I need you, like you would not believe. You're the only thing I want, cause you're everything I need. Riley skipped the song and lightly jogged down another street, slowing it down now that she knew her parents weren't coming after her. The perfect song came on and she hurriedly put it on repeat.

His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy. There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti. He's nervous, but on the surface he looks calm and ready to drop bombs. The brunette quickened her speed, still somewhat limping on her right leg, taking it easy. He opens his mouth, but the words won't come out. He's choking how, everyone's joking now. The clocks run out. Times up, over, blaow.
Snap back to reality, oh there goes gravity. Oh there goes Rabbit, he choked, he's so mad but he won't give up that easily, nope. She kept running, but no matter how far she ran, the words marry me were ringing in her head. Did he not know her at all? Why would he do that?

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment you own it, you better never let it go. You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow, this opportunity comes once in a lifetime. She stopped running and listened to the song. You better lose yourself in the music, the moment you own it, you better never let it go. You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow, this opportunity comes once in a lifetime. The brown eyed girl placed her hands on her hips and breathed slowly. Her knee wasn't hurting her at all, but that could be the adrenaline pumping through her body. Riley's eyes raised and saw her surroundings. "Of course." She was at the park, with the trail she always ran when she couldn't think clearly, and when a shower wouldn't do the trick.

The brunette checked her iPod and she'd ran for 30 minutes. She wasn't ready to go home and get yelled at yet. "Might as well." Riley put the headphones back in her ear and started running when she heard a car door slam, she turned around and saw Lucas storming towards her.

"Riley what the hell are you doing?" He looked irate and she hated to admit it, but scared her. "Why are you running? Are you high?"

"I wish, do you have some? Sharing is caring." She giggled trying to lighten his mood. He glared at her, clearly he wasn't in a joking mood this morning. "I've got my brace, i'm fine."