I Don't Even Know Anymore

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Riley's P.O.V

I'm on the couch crying with a blanket over me. I'm rewatching the first season of of Pretty Little Liars for the tenth time. No, I'm not crying because of the show. I'm crying because I know I've lost Maya.

Why am I like this? She was never a good friend and even told Lucas she wanted to go behind my back and get together. What 'friend' does that. God.. I'm so mad. I continue crying and reach for my phone. I notice there's a text from Lucas 25 minutes ago saying he's on his way to my house. Oh god.

I look at my phone camera and check myself out. Wow, I look like complete shit. I try to pull myself from the couch to fix myself a little before Lucas, but I just can't. I burst into tears again. Is this all because of me? I don't even know anymore.

My parents went out for the night on a date, but I'm pretty sure they left to distance them selves from their messed up, distressed teenaged daughter.

The door bell chimes. I don't get up. How can I do this? I decide to just let him in. "Come on in, the door's unlocked!"

Lucas walks in with a bouquet of roses and box of chocolates. God, he looks so good. He's wearing a leather jacket and some dark skinny jeans and his hair is all fixed up. Damn.

I get up and go to him. "Oh my god.. Lucas you didn't have to do any of this.. especially since I've been being such a bitch-"

He kisses me to stop me from continuing. "Riley, you haven't been a bitch... It's Maya, and to be honest, I've been a dick. I'm sorry."

I start crying and fall onto the couch. He sits next to me and holds me as I cry. He put all of the stuff he got for me on the coffee table.

"How will I ever get Maya back? She was my only real friend." I say that in between choking sobs.

"If she was your real friend, then damn I'd hate to see your fake friends." He pulls me closer to him as I think about that.

I pull away from him and say, "Wait. Oh my god. You're right. Lucas, you're a genius!" I wrap my arms around him.

"Wow, I'd think Farkle was the one who was usually called 'genius' he says with a grin.

"I love you." I say while laughing.

That's when I realize something. Maybe the people you love aren't based on if you're related to them or if they're closest to you, maybe the ones you love are the people who can always bring you up when you're having a bad day. The ones who can make you laugh when you're crying.

Should this be the ending? Tell me in the comments ❤️

[Edit: Okay I'm not ending the book because if no one wants me to, I'm not ending it ❤️❤️]

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