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Epilogue Part 1.

Epilogue

Riley's Point of View

Time and love heal all wounds. I want to say I'm fully healed, and I genuinely believe it. I will always miss my family and I will always miss Farkle. They have done so much to mold me into who I am and I love who I've become.

After I got out of the hospital I went back to school, but I didn't switch my classes back. I liked having Sparky close by, he keeps me level headed. What happened between Charlie and I was the talk of the damn town for at least a month after it happened. I wound up pressing charges for attempted sexual assault, 2 charges of assault and kidnapping. I was originally going to testify but he took the plea bargain that the DA laid out on the table. If he gave up all of his friends he'd only have to go to jail for 5 years instead of the original, maximum of 22 I think it was. Or some shit like that, he accepted and I'm happy he may be able to turn his life around once he gets out.

I know I should hope for him to rot in hell and a piece of me does. But I may be there one day, I'd hate to run into him again. Kidding, kind of. Anyways, I know a thing or two about turning your life around. I don't consider myself an expert, but I was a pretty tough case and was able to do it.

Lucas graduated as Valedictorian and had scholarships coming from all over the damn place. To say 'I was proud' would be an understatement. He pretty much got a full ride to Baylor University in Waco, Texas and graciously accepted. Oh did I mention he made that decision after Josh and I decided to go there? No? Well he did, and I fucking love him for it. Josh and I actually got a scholarship from Baylor also so it helped with tuition. We still have a lot of our savings left, Charlie had to pay for my hospital care so that helped a lot. However my stay whenever I threw the fight was the exact opposite.

All in all, I'm rounding down of course it cost about 10 thousand. Ridiculous I know but since there isn't any interest I'm making monthly payments. I plan on getting a part time job so we don't just barrel through our savings instantly, though we'd have to be pretty damn frivolous. Josh already has a job lined up that Johnson got him at a fighters club. Don't worry it is perfectly legal, it's for real fighters that are trying to move up in the MMA, Boxing world.

He's missed fighting and training, so have I and it was incredibly hard to not go back to fight night. Even going to watch would be too tempting. Felix, Marissa and Missy are still in that world and if I wouldn't get in trouble for fighting, I would have turned them in. They aren't worth the trouble I'd get into plus he says he has them on his payroll, makes sense. Eagle and Dana still fill me in on their records and Dana still wants that rematch. I say she's fucking crazy, I kept up with working out but my endurance is out the window.

"Hey baby." Lucas wraps his arms around me and nuzzles his face into my neck, "I'm going to make a food run. You want anything?"

"I'll take a hit before you go." He smirks and his fingertips trace my jawline before pulling me into a kiss. "You know what, fuck it. I'm going with you. I'm tired of unpacking." Josh, Lucas and I got an apartment on campus. Though it is strongly encouraged to live in a dorm your first year, we have relied on each other far too much, for too damn long and we weren't going to separate. My uncle is incredibly happy, he'll get to actually hit on and date girls here. Back in Katy he was too old, jail bait all of those bitches. He's already managed to get a few numbers and he is definitely capitalizing on it.

"Zay and Maya are meeting us at Chili's." Ace and Blondie broke up about 2 months before school ended. It was completely mutual and they managed to stay friends despite Zay's flirtatious personality making things awkward. I think they've gotten used to the fact that they are both going to date and it isn't incredibly uncomfortable anymore. Ace got wait listed but eventually got the call notifying him that he was accepted, he couldn't leave Lucas and Sparky couldn't leave me. It's a vicious cycle.