Hold Me. & Never Let Me Go

It's Not Your Fault (Riley's POV)

Riley's POV

My head is pounding. I try to remember where I'm at. Then I remember bites and pieces of what happened. I remember Derek. Holding me against my will basically. I remember Lucas, trying to save me. I remember Derek throwing me and falling unconscious. I remember Lucas beating Derek up. I remember arriving at the hospital, everyone seeing me. Except Lucas. Then I started to remember Lucas explaining what his life was like back in Texas. But before he told me that I didn't know what to say, so I pretended that I was asleep. And heard everything.

Once he left, I took a minute to absorb the information that was given to me. I realized that I never gave Lucas a chance to explain. All I did was jump to conclusions and yell at him. I need to speak with him. So I asked one of the nurses to get Lucas back in here.

L- Riley I'm so happy to see you. (he said walking into the room, taking a seat beside me)

He took me hand and for the first time since before the accident, I generally feel at peace.

R- Lucas I have a confession to make. I heard you earlier. And I want you to know that I don't blame you for anything.

L- But if I had just told you about my past in Texas, then maybe Derek wouldn't have hurt you.

I took a deep breath. Because I knew how much Lucas was possibly beating himself over this.

R- Lucas, I didn't fall for who you were in Texas. I fell for the man that is standing right in front of me.

L- what kind of man is that?

R- the man that would do absolutely anything for those he cares about. The man that stopped me from hurting myself that day on the subway. The man that placed a crown on my head and rode with me on a white horse. The kind of man that asked my father's permission just to go out on a date with me. The kind of man that took me down memory lane just to say he was sorry.

Lucas seemed to lighten up, but that only lasted for a moment.

L- You're forgetting that I'm the kind of man that let his past hurt the woman he loves.

R- You tried to stop him and after I fell, you beat the crud out him. Lucas, no body is perfect. I'm definitely not perfect. Think of it this way, if you weren't who you were in Texas than you never would have moved to New York. And if you had never moved to New York, we probably would have never met.

At last Lucas smiled

L- As usual you are right. In a way my past is a blessing in disguise.

He stood up from the chair and gave me a kiss on the lips.

A/N

I am BEYOND sorry for the long wait. Life has been pretty crazy. So I very much appreciate your patience. 

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All my love,

Pumpgirl