New Girl| Gmw. (Rucas)

7

Lucas: so yeah, that happened.

Maya: player boy since when could you sing.

Lucas: I'm telling you now you tell anyone and it will be the end of you.

I got up to leave as I heard Mrs. Mayer start talking.

Mrs. Mayer: you both get the part!

Lucas&Riley: we what?!

Mrs. Mayer: you get the male and female roles in the play.

Riley: oh no that's okay...

Mrs. Mayer: nope my decision is final, your in the play.

I walked out of the studio ignoring Lucas and Maya. I know they were in on it! How could he do that to me?

As I got home I saw another note left on the kitchen table.

Riley, me and Emily have to spend a month in Vegas. We have left you $4000. Please still be alive when we get home.

Edward.

I dropped my bag on the floor before grabbing my phone and purse and walking to the shop. I stood outside for about 40minuts until I got someone to go for me. They came out and handed me a big bottle of vodka. I let them keep the change. I took a large gulp, it burned the back of my throat, but it was a feeling I was all too youst to.

I was trying to make my way down the street. I saw Lucas with a girl. This time the girl was familiar. It was Maya. He turned around to see me standing there. I took another large gulp of my vodka before laughing and carrying on walking down the street.

By the time I had got to the door I had finished the vodka. I left the empty bottle at the door as I walked in rummaging through the cabinets until I found a big bottle of unopened whiskey. I unscrewed the cap off downing half of it in one as I walked into my room looking for my blades.

Riley: where are they? Where are they!!

Then it occurred to me that Lucas had taken them the other night. I left my room before staggering through the house until I found the door and walking over to Lucas house banging on his door until his mom answers.

Mrs. Friar: Riley what's the matter?!

Riley: your payer of a son took my blades and I want them back.

Mrs. Friar: come in sweetie. Are you drunk?

Riley: I dunno am I?

Mrs. Friar: sit down, let me get you a drink of water.

Riley: I'd prefer vodka.

Mrs. Friar: Well honey you're getting water

Riley: fine.

I put head down on the table and fell asleep.

Lucas Pov.

I was walking down the stairs with Maya as I walked into my kitchen. I looked at Riley passed out with on the table and my momma stood in the corner looking at her.

Lucas: why is she hear?

Mrs. Friar: she wanted the blade you took off her back.

I felt Maya squeeze past me.

Maya: I better be leaving.

I watched her leave before looking at my momma. The pure disappointment on her face killed me.

Mrs. Friar: look what your doing to her Lucas!

Lucas: I'm not doing anything , she's the one who decided to drink herself stupid. I didn't force the vodka down her throat!

Mrs. Friar: or did you. Lucas you don't have to be holding the bottle to force her to drink. She's had so much shit in her life. You sleeping with every girl ain't gonna help her you know.

Lucas: I'm sorry momma I can't help it!

Mrs. Friar: I know you like her. Act like it. I'm gonna make her stay hear tonight.

Lucas: whatever!

Riley Pov.

I woke up the next morning. Before I opened my eyes I could feel my head banging. Had I really got drunk again? I opened my eyes I realized I wasn't in my room. I looked up to see Lucas' mom there. I tried to get up but I felt like I was gonna pass out.

Mrs. Friar: let me help you.

Mrs. Friar put her arms around me helping me sit up straight.

Riley: sorry bout last night. I haven't got that bad in a really long time.

Mrs Friar: don't worry about it. If you don't mind me asking, why do you do it?

I looked down at my hands before crossing my legs.

Riley: my mom and dad died when I was 7. After that I spent a year going from home to home. All over the place. Until I was 8 and a half. Emily and Edward Green fostered me. The first year was okay. But the I started to get abused. They would drink and when they were drunk I would take the backlash. I'd get kicked, punched, spat at. Things thrown at me. Along with emotional abuse. They would tell me my mom and dad killed them selves to get away from me. Tell me no one will love me. I'm not good enough. I started to cut when I was 10. It was away for me to control the hurt I was feeling. I started drinking when I was 13 almost 14 I would drink to forget about all the hurtful things people would say to me. I guess I drank yesterday to forget about Lucas sleeping with Maya and the rest of them.

I saw a tear run down Mrs. Friar's face. She quickly wiped it away pulling me in for a hug. As we looked up we saw Lucas standing in the door frame.

Riley: I haven't told anyone this before. Please don't tell them I told you.