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And yes, I lost my virginity to Lucas Gabriel Friar. The man who tormented me and pranked me for years, has become the man I love unconditionally and can see myself spending the rest of my life with. Granted, we've only been together for almost 2 months and haven't really had any difficulties but I can see it. If I wasn't sure about that I wouldn't have given myself to him entirely. Yesterday, was the second greatest day of my life, the first being Halloween.SEE VIDEO BY TOPIC: Girl Meets World 2x17: Maya and Riley (Maya: We have something to talk about... you and me)
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And yes, I lost my virginity to Lucas Gabriel Friar. The man who tormented me and pranked me for years, has become the man I love unconditionally and can see myself spending the rest of my life with. Granted, we've only been together for almost 2 months and haven't really had any difficulties but I can see it.
If I wasn't sure about that I wouldn't have given myself to him entirely. Yesterday, was the second greatest day of my life, the first being Halloween. The day I officially became his girlfriend and we officially said 'I Love You'. Oh and it did hurt, like really bad but the pleasure you experience after the jolt of pain is so worth it. But I also have a low tolerance for pain. However, I can't bring myself to regret being with him — not that I'm trying — aside from the soreness in between my legs.
I haven't hardly moved and I can feel the pleasurable pain that reminds me of how I spent the early hours of my morning and New Year.
I feel so happy, complete and whole and somewhat cold. Deciding that it was time to open my eyes, I prepare myself for the bright sun. If I remember correctly, we had the curtains open last night. Before doing so, my hands roam vicariously around the mattress and as I had suspected, Lucas isn't here. Fluttering my eyes open, I prepare for the bright sunlight but glancing towards the window the sun is barely up.
Did I sleep all day? Flickering my focus to the clock, I realize it is a. No wonder I'm so dang tired. And where is Lucas? Sitting up, I notice the light on in the bathroom, shrugging it off, I move to lie back down when I hear him speaking. Who could he be talking to this early? After wrapping the sheet around me, I saunter towards the bathroom door which is somewhat cracked.
Peeking inside — because yes, I'm eavesdropping — Lucas' back is towards the door, I cringe slightly from the claw marks from my nails. Lucas' fingers tug through his hair. I can't leave —" He's apparently cut off because there's some murmuring from the phone. This is my father's legacy! The only reason Lucas has been taking off of work was because of me.
Several minutes pass of silence, aside from the guilt eating me alive. When his shoulders slump, I can tell he's somewhat defeated. My heart clenching painfully at the thought of Lucas losing his company.
This business means everything to him, I think by him taking over the company he'd feel closer to his father. My gaze shifts towards the ring on my left hand, the princess crown rests against my skin. I love Lucas, more than anything in this world and in loving someone you have to do what's best for them. Even thinking about this hurts me. I said, let me call you back. My hands are shaking slightly as I clutch onto the sheets.
Lucas looks so stressed, and yes a good portion is because of the company, a part of it has to do with the fact he starts business classes in a few days and all of that is taking a backseat to me. Whoever George is, was practically threatening Lucas with his company. By the deadpanned and pained expression on my face, I know he knows I'm not buying it.
Vehemently he shakes his head, his Adam's apple bobbing down before retreating to its original position. I promised I would spend New Year's with you. And I let him, relishing in his touch for a few more moments. My heart hammers against my chest as I fight the emotions that are simmering at the surface.
I don't dare look at his face in fear of what I'll find. I don't mind, he's stressed and I get that. My thumb rubs small circles on the back of his hand in an effort to soothe him. I can't screw this up. Sniffling slightly my sheet coated body turns to face him. On top of all that, a relationship is the last thing that you need. That I shouldn't do this, that I should keep Lucas and possibly ruin his career. Glancing into Lucas' eyes has me in tears, it's like I'm putting him through physical pain.
My eyes pool with tears on their own accord at his broken voice. Immediately he's falling into my touch, I can feel the warmth of his tears that are silently falling against the palm of my hand. It's because I love you that I'm going to let you go, to focus on school and work. Lucas' bottom lip trembles with emotion, "I can do this.
I can, Riley. I can do school and work and have you. I love you so much. I've loved you for years, I mean I just — I just got you and —" As if his life depends on it, he grabs my hand in a death grip, "You- You took my ring. We have a future.
I have no doubt you can run a multi-billion dollar company, and I have no doubt you can go to school full time. Together though, is incredibly difficult and I would just be a distraction.
In a few short months you've become my everything and the thought of not being with you-"My lip beings to tremble, as my words being to break apart from emotion. Lucas frantically wipes my tears away, "the thought of not being with you is literally causing me physical pain. But I refuse to be the reason that you lose the company. So I am literally, begging you —. I'll do anything for you, literally anything.
I just — we just — I. Shushing him lightly, I run my fingers through his hair and we sit in silence as the early morning light begins to peek through the window. Silently we cry together, because we both know that this is happening. If they lived, my father would be running the company and I'd have you and we'd be happy. We'd be so happy! We are so happy. As soon as his knees collapse, I rush towards him and envelope him in my embrace. He clings to me as if I'm his lifeline, "Riley I've lost everyone.
You are the only person who keeps me grounded, you are my gravity. You are my world, my life, my light. You're the one thing I wake up to and thank God for every morning. I just gave myself to you, you gave yourself to me. It was the best night of my life. Loving you has been the best parts of my life. I grimace knowing that loving me is why he's so upset and hurting.
His head snaps up to glance in my eyes, "I took your ring because I see a future with you. And that's not going to change. I gave myself to you because I knew that I would marry you one day. When you love someone, no matter how painful, you do what is best for them. And I'm doing what is best for you, because I know you won't do it for yourself.
I want all of your time and I want all of you. And then there's the side that is right, the side that is telling me that you want this because of your parents. That this is what is best for your future and something your dad wanted.
Because if you don't do this now, you never will. They won't take a chance on you again, and you being here with me right now is incredible, last night was incredible. It was like a dream. I will hold onto every moment we've spent together for as long as it takes. But, the moment I slid this ring on my finger was the moment I told myself it would never come off unless it was switching hands.
Hearing him shuffle closer towards me, I try and not move, I try and not throw myself on him and beg him to continue to try and change my mind because I know that eventually I'll crack but I still myself to the ground.
Delicately, his hands wrap around my waist before lightly he lifts me up and sets me in his lap. And, that's the moment I realize that this is happening. It feels as if I was swiftly punched in the gut, all the wind is knocked out of me.
Worry and concern laced into his words, "Yeah-"I hesitate because I'm lying. I hear some ruffling of the sheets as if he's sitting up straight in his bed. Do I need to come over?
Lucas kept a hand on my leg the entire time we were driving back to my house. I didn't mind it, though after that traumatic experience I probably should have. I quit crying, no tears will change what happened tonight. I feel Lucas glancing at me whenever he can get a chance, occasionally his thumb will make small circles as a comforting notion.
It's a Monday. A particularly heinous day of the week, not to mention the first day of school. Now do you understand why I groaned? Why must the school system be so cruel? Why must there be a school system? I haven't looked in a mirror yet, but it is almost certain that I look that way. I mean… it's a Monday morning. I know what you are probably thinking, she hates school so much she probably sucks at it. Quite the contrary, I'm very bright.
Her green eyes brighten before showing me a piece of paper. Want to help? She pretends to look around like it's a big secret. I look down and feel my cheeks turn red. I don't know why though, "That's good.
I really enjoy oxygen and breathing. Wonder what that feels like now. We have all missed you so much!
When you know you've screwed up and like I mean really know, you feel guilty. You want to make it up to that person, you want to apologize over and over and chances are that person forgives you before you even forgive yourself. Let me give you a 'for instance'; Darby took a bag of my Cheetos that I had in my locker last year, I was pretty mad. First because I just thought I had lost a bag of Cheetos but when I saw her saunter down the hallway holding the orange goodness, my anger was focused on her.
Maya ended up kicking him out about two hours later to get ready for the Halloween party. I can't wait to see my friends so I can thank them profusely for what they did. That's what they have been doing for the past week and three days, prepping for the day Lucas finally asked me out. And I say finally because it has been almost a month since we went on our first date. But honestly, if he had come back and immediately tried to develop a relationship other than friendship I may have pushed him away, thank God he didn't do that.