God gave me you for the ups and downs.
God gave me you for the days of doubt.
For when I think i've lost my way, there are no words here left to say.
It's true, God gave me you.
Riley stopped and stared at the radio, Lucas quit leaning on the wall and stood up straighter, while Mr. Matthews didn't move a muscle. "Keep going." The brunette turned her head to glance at him, her eyes were already glossing over. He reached for her hand and spun her around again. They started to slow dance and no matter how much Cory wanted to, he prevented himself from breaking them apart and removed himself from the situation. "You okay?"
"If I said no?"
"Then we can change the song. I know it reminds you of him though." His lips kissed the top of her head. "If you said yes, then I would tell you to consider using this song for nationals."
"You're pushing awful hard."
"I would call it suggesting." He whispered. "It gets easier I promise." The brunette sauntered towards the radio and turned it off.
"Lucas, do you mind if I asked what happened to Lily? If you don't want to tell me I understand, I just-" She cut herself off, not knowing what she was going to say, the dancer really wanted to learn more about him.
"I know, I do the same thing, wanting to know everything about you." The emerald eyed man sat on the floor and she sat in his lap. "I had been driving for a few months and since my mom was working late and my dad was nowhere to be found I went to pick her up from a friends house." Riley held his hand, and he kissed her cheek. "Drunk driver ran a red light and ran into the passenger door, I was in my moms car so it flipped from his heavy truck. She died at the wreck."
"I'm so sorry. I wish I had been around."
"It isn't your fault." He whispered. "It wasn't mine, no matter how much my dad and I argued, or how much I fought with myself it wasn't. I wish you could've been around too, but i'm not the same person I once was. You may not have liked me back then. It took you awhile to like me now, and i'd like to think i'm a decent guy."
"No judgments. Besides if we ever do date then at least I won't have to worry about people messing with me." His warm lips touched her hand, sending butterflies through Riley.
"You don't have to worry about that now. Hey, one place in the world you could runaway to? Ready, set, go!"
"Random much. Um, the beach. I used to take Aug there all the time. He loved how peaceful it was, no doctors or people asking how he was, it was just me and him. There's one about an hour away from here." The brunette let out a big yawn to hide the fact she was crying.
"Sleepy?" She tucked her head into his neck and nodded, this was the most physical activity she'd done in awhile and since she hasn't been eating, the dancer was pretty exhausted. "Well, why don't you lay down and take a small nap and i'll make us some food?"
Lucas cut her off. "Hungry, blah blah, just lay down and you can eat when you get up."
"Hey Riley, i'm so sorry." Riley's morning had been filled with apologies, and condolences from people she didn't even know. The brunette wasn't sure if she hated it or if she was proud of the fact that her little brother touched so many people. She opened her locker and set her elbows on the inside to lean and glanced to the door. There he was, the face she tried so often to avoid, but couldn't escape. She rolled her lips in and grabbed the picture off of the magnet. Her fingers traced his face as she slid down the lockers and sat on the floor.
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Riley Matthews, a 3 time National Champion in the Solo Division is fighting to make it a 4th. However, tragedy strikes the Matthews family. Can her new found friend Lucas Friar, and her old friends help keep her on track? Beautiful cover by @jexicas...