Riley and Lucas #Wattys2016

Lucas, as of now, you're dead to me.

Corey
Riley, Markle, the twins, AM, Jonathan, and sextuplets all burst into our apartment. They are all sweating, except for Riley who is just crying.

"Can," Riley sobbed.

"We," Maya snarled.

"Stay," Farkle sighed.

"Here?" AM and Jonathan asked.

"Pwease!" the twins whined in unison.

"Well I can't fit all 12 of ya here. Why don't you stay at a motel or somethin.." I said.

Riley sighed, "Because motels don't have bay windows that me and Maya could vent on..."

"What's the matter kiddies?" Topanga said from the other room.

"Well, Bucky McBoingBoing cheated on Riley with the one missing the screw in her head who shat on all of us by shooting Maya in the leg!" Farkle vented.

Maya ran over and kissed Farkle's cheek, "I think you need venting time, too. I think we'll stay at his parents' house. Riley, there are enough rooms for all of you. We can stay up and watch movies and eat popcorn. If you want."

She smiled, "I think I'll go. I will see you guys tomorrow." She took the kids and went outside the apartment. Topanga came and looked at me with her eyes wide. I was furious.

"Corey, calm down. You're red," Topanga said.

I gulped, "That little bastard cheated on my baby girl.."

I walked around and kicked the chair, I did care that my foot was crying in pain. I wanted to kill that bastard. Topanga looked at me in a way I had never seen her look at me before as she backed away. She was scared of me, "I'm sorry, Topanga. I didn't mean to scare you. He's just making me so mad."

Topanga ran her hands on my arms, "Me too. I know you want to strangle him, but rest. We will talk about this when Riley comes back in the morning."

"Ok. Can I at least call him?" I came myself down.

She nodded and went back to bed, "I'll see you in the morning."

I smiled, took out my phone, and called Lucas's number. It went to voicemail. I left a message that said, "Lucas, as of now, you're dead to me." I went to our room, and cuddled by Topanga and slowly drifted to sleep.

Lucas
I woke up the next morning to multiple voicemails, two from Riley and one from Corey.

"Beep. Hey Lucas. I made it to New York safe. The kids miss you. I just need time to think. Ok anyways, love you. Bye. Beep."

"Beep. Hey Lucas, me again. I miss you, so much. It sucks that, I can't cuddle you or hold you right now. Inhale your sweet oak scent. Run my hands through your blond hair. Look into your aquamarine eyes. Kiss your perfect lips. I got to go. Bye. Beep."

I cried at the last one from her. I really messed up.

I listened to the one from Corey, "Beep. Lucas, as of now, you're dead to me. Beep." His voice cracked at the end. I could tell he cares. I really really screwed up. And it's all because of Missy. Even beyond the grave, the bitch is still ruining our lives.

Sorry for all the cursing..