Lucas's POV
I really messed up. This whole thing is my fault.
It was my fault from the start.
I wish I wouldn't of went with the plan. Or said those things about Maya.
I'd rather Maya know the things I said than her commit suicide.
That's why I told Riley. She said she didn't care. But I did.
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I went to Maya's house and knocked on her window.
She ignored me so I kept knocking.
She turned to the window and and opened it. "What?"
She looked like she'd been crying all of her life. Her hair was messing and she had slits on her wrists.
I stared at her wrists. "What are those?"
"Why dont you ask Riley."
"Look Maya I-"
"Save it. We are no longer on speaking terms."
"But Maya-"
"No Lucas! I'm not forgiving you! And there's nothing you can-"
I then interrupted her with a kiss.
Then she started to soften up and kiss back.
Then the kiss got passionate very quickly.
And lets just say some pretty intense stuff went down in there...