Hope

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by shmelabela

by shmelabela

"She already didn't make it, Lucas. She's already gone. You have to stop thinking she's gonna come back. You're gonna go crazy, an-and that's not good for Hope," Riley weakly informed Lucas, biting her lip and walking over to Farkle.

"I don't know how I'm going to do this without you, Maya. This is just a coma you can wake up from, right Hope?" he whispered, his head facing the ceiling as he played with his sleeping daughter's fingers.

It all began like this.

Maya, Lucas, and Hope, their sweet little four-year-old daughter were on the way to Zay's son's birthday. However, a car decided to drive into them.

Maya didn't face a good fate, being the one the car directly crashed into. She was announced D.O.A. if you know what that meant. The news was delivered to Lucas not long after, maybe just four months after Lucas woke up from the coma. And Hope, Hope had it bad, too. Her spine was not straight anymore, and she had been sleeping for a really long time. Long enough that Lucas is starting to go nuts.

"Maya, our little girl can't walk anymore. Her back is broken, and there's no way the doctors can fix it for a while. You are no longer on this planet, I think. That's what they told me, but I still don't believe them. I'm trying so hard not to, but the evidence is right in front of me. Hope really misses you, I can tell. Whenever I talk to her and mention your name, her nose does a little twitch. It's really cute. They said they're gonna bury you next weekend. I'm going because I want to be there when you're leaving. I wish I could give you a good-bye kiss. I'm just going through some things that nobody can really explain or understand, and they're interpreting it as me going crazy. I swear I'm not. I miss you, like crazy, though. You could've stayed you know. Your heart was still beating. I saw you there, in that white room, your hair was so beautiful, and your eyes were so sparkly. I saw you enter the gates, and you were mouthing something. I hope you could tell me what you were saying. Tell me when I finally settle down there. I just got news that Hope isn't doing well. The doctors won't let me in, though. I think she might need a transplant for one of her kidneys, I forgot to mention. The doctor says that it's badly damaged. I'm being called back to my room. I'll write again soon, I love you, my blonde beauty. Love, Lucas," she cried, hot tears dripping down her rosy cheeks, her blonde hair getting caught in her face. Her head fell on her aunt's shoulder, as she wept her eyes out when she realised that this was the last thing her father wanted to say to her mother. Even though she was gone. Now so is he.

"Thanks for the kidney, daddy. I love you." seventeen-year-old Hope Elizabeth Friar said as she walked far away from her parents' stones, cradling the little letter her dear father wrote to her late mother.

Little words, big meaning.

Hey, I decided to return to talk and write to/for yall once again. So I got this idea from @lucayasex on Instagram, just because I think her AUs are amazing and so is the idea for Hope. I hope you like this! Bye!