Like Fall, Like Spring
EXTRA SCENES
A/N: so remember when i said extra something for those of you who didn’t want to say goodbye to riley and drake? here it is! i hope you’ll enjoy! everything takes place after the last chapter but before the epilogue.
SCENE #1
Drake was walking back to their bedroom from his trip to the kitchen when he heard her. Normal people, he thought, just took showers. Some people sang in the shower - heard of that but never thought twice about it, neither he, nor his mom, Savannah, Leona or even Riley did that. But he never heard that.
Riley was talking. No, not even talking. She was arguing.
“No! You will not have the last word! You think I messed up! Now look at you, Leona! I’m back and you’re not! That’s exactly–” Drake heard her gasp. “How dare you interrupt me? I might not be a Duchess and I don’t have the power to throw you in a dungeon anymore but I know the King. Yes, that’s right! And what’s more, Mary-Anne is here! Ha!”
Drake walked into the bedroom but Riley’s phone was still there, on their bedside table. Which meant she wasn’t talking on the phone. Which meant his wife was going insane. He went back to eavesdrop.
“You ruined his life! I’m his family, he’ll always pick ME!” Riley mimicked Leona’s voice, which, as Drake noticed, sounded nothing like his aunt. “I am his family now, too, Leona! And I will not let you come between us ever again.”
Drake nodded, absorbed in the fake argument Riley was having.
“I will make everyone hate you! You’re nothing! You left him once and you’ll do it again!” Drake heard a noise as if someone smacked somebody. “Did you just slap me?”
“No one is talking about me like this! I know your mind games Leona and they will not work!”
“Eh… Okay then. I see you’re stronger than I thought.”
“Don’t worry Leona, I’m a good person. I will not hate you! And now I’m leaving you because I have the pastry awards to go to. Yes, Leona. I got a job in Cordonia and now they’re awarding me the best baker award. You didn’t see that coming, did ya?”
“You’re too talented and too nice to compare.”
“Mrs Walker!” Drake heard Riley change her voice again. This time it was thick and low. “We’d like to award you with this super prestigious award for the best cupcake this world has ever seen.”
“Oh my! I’m so surprised! I don’t know what to say! Thank you! When I created this particular cupcake I knew it was going to be a hit and–”
“Riley.” Drake finally knocked on the door. It was entertaining at first but he did need to pee, too. “Can you receive that award some other time? I need to go in there.”
Ten seconds later, Riley walked out and faced him. “How long have you been standing here?”
“Since your argument with my aunt. Should I ask what on Earth was that or better not?”
Riley shrugged. “It’s very deliberating. You saying things you didn’t get the chance to say. At least you always win fake arguments. It’s a nice feeling.”
Drake raised an eyebrow. “... Right.” He still looked skeptical.
Riley rolled her eyes. “Try it yourself if you don’t believe me.”
“No thank you. I’ll stick to showering when I’m, you know, taking a shower.”
Riley didn’t say anything and let him do his thing. She put on some clothes and went to work. When she came home, Drake was already there.
“Honey, I’m home!” She yelled but no one answered. As she started walking up the stairs, she heard muffled voices and a running shower. And if she didn’t see his phone earlier on the kitchen counter, maybe she’d think he was having a serious conversation. But she did and now she was biting her lip, careful not to burst out laughing.
“No, Maxwell!” Drake said. “You can’t show me any dance moves, it’s enough! I don’t care. And I’m not going to try it myself. You look like a clown.”
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SCENE #2
Riley wasn’t ready to start her day when the alarm went off.
“Ughhhh,” she groaned and shoved Drake as he was turning it off. Their weekend routine was simple: they both woke up at nine, Drake took a shower while Riley was preparing breakfast for them. On weekdays they didn’t have time to eat together in the morning so every Saturday and Sunday Riley went all in. Those breakfasts were big and long; they weren’t in a rush.
It was a different kind of weekend though. First of all, the alarm went off at six in the morning, not nine. Secondly, Drake was going to Belgium for a few days for a photoshoot so their breakfast would be rushed anyway. Thirdly, Riley was extra tired.
“You ok?” Drake asked, rolling to her side and gently rubbing her arm.
“Mhmm,” she murmured, snuggling into her pillow.
“I’m gonna take a shower now, will you take care of breakfast?”
“Mmm, make breakfast yourself today.”
“Riley. You said you wanted to make it and eat it with me before I leave.”
“I changed my mind,” she said sleepily. Drake sighed.
“Riley?”
“Ugh!” She sat up. “It’s too early!”
“You wake up at six every day when you go to work!”
“I’m tired!”
“What happened? You never had a problem with waking up early.”
Riley narrowed her eyes and got out of the bed. “Well maybe,” she hissed while putting on a robe. “If you want those stupid breakfasts maybe you should stop keeping me up all night so I can get a decent amount of sleep!”
She threw a pillow at him before storming out, Drake’s laughter echoing in the whole house.
When Drake finally left, Riley started brewing herself a cup of coffee - a latte with homemade lavender syrup, also known as a forbidden coffee in Drake’s household. She was just about to take a sip before she realized the milk must have gone bad. It smelled awful and she felt like throwing up. She made another coffee, with new milk, but it still smelled bad. Riley thought the syrup could be the reason. But it wasn’t.
Neither was the coffee or anything.
Riley realized she was the problem. For some reason she couldn’t bear the smell of coffee, her favorite beverage. If she weren’t already panicking that she could be sick, she probably would be very upset that she couldn’t have her beloved drink.
And then somewhere between Googling different symptoms on the Internet and trying to fight nausea caused by coffee she remembered her period was late.
Very late.
Going to the drugstore and back took her only about twenty minutes but looking at the little box before deciding to open it and pee on the stick took her over two hours. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to see the result, she knew she would accept whatever it would be. She was simply scared. It was a life changing moment. A moment about which she read in books, watched movies or even heard from friends. It was one thing to hear about it but it was a completely different thing to experience it herself.
“There could be a tiny human here,” she thought to herself while rubbing her flat belly. It was the weirdest feeling ever. She felt stressed, she felt nervous, she felt anxious but it couldn’t even compare to the joy she felt when she saw two lines next to each other.
She wished she could tell Drake straight away but she knew it was a conversation they could have on the phone. She would tell him once he was back.
And she couldn't wait for it.
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Like Fall, Like Spring (Drake x MC)
PART TWENTY ONE - FINALE + EPILOGUE
A/N: don’t touch me, i’m not okay 😭😭😭 i’m going to miss my babies! please read till the end!
Drake ate in silence and Riley waited. He surely needed to address his storming out and then being MIA for almost a whole day, right?
When he was finished and still made no attempt to say anything, Riley sighed and began collecting empty plates. Just as she reached for his mug, he grabbed her arm and made her look at him.
“Are you okay?” She asked.
“I should be asking you the same thing, actually.” He rubbed his temple with his other, free, hand. “I left without saying anything but Leona hurt you too. I’m sorry.”
“No, don’t be. It was a lot to take in. And she’s your family.”
“She should be yours too.” Drake let go of her arm and clenched both of his fists. “I needed time to think. It’s not easy… I mean, Leona was like a second mother to me. And then like a mother and a father, when mine died. It’s hard to see her becoming… this.”
“It’s okay Drake, you don’t owe me any explanation.”
“I do. You're my wife, you were directly affected. It felt like I’m losing someone all over again. First dad. Then my mom, to depression. I only half-have her now anyway. Then Savannah ran away. She came back but she has her family now. Then you… And now Leona. I don’t want to have her in my life if she treats you like this but it’s not easy for me.”
“You don’t have to cross her out of your life, Drake. She’s still your family,” Riley said softly, rubbing his back gently.
“So are you, Riley. And if she doesn’t want to accept you, I’m sorry. I will always choose you anyway.” He looked at her so affectionately she thought she’d cry.
“I’m sorry I didn’t choose you when I ran away. I promise I will always choose you, too. Always, Drake. You are my family. My whole world.” She was crying and Drake stood up and pulled her into his arms.
“Shh, it’s okay, baby, it’s okay.”
“I’m so– so– sorry,” she said through sobs.
“I forgave you, a long time ago. Please, forgive yourself, too,” he whispered and kissed her forehead.
They stayed like that, embracing and gently swaying to the music of their hearts, for a few minutes before Riley remembered something.
“Drake!”
“Hmh?”
“I forgot to tell you something! I– When Leona said those things about me, about the dog being still in the U.S., me having a job in New York, I–I do have my dog with Ellen, true, but only because she really likes him and wants to have someone around. And about the job…”
“You don’t owe me an explanation,” he repeated what she said just minutes before.
“I do. You’re my husband and you need to know. I declined the job in New York. Long time ago but it doesn’t matter. That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. I… I found a job, actually.”
“You did?” He pulled back a little to look her in the eyes.
“I had a crazy idea… I talked to Hana and… Hana and I are starting our own pastry shop! We found a place, talked to lawyers and owners and everything so it’s all legit and we have the green light! I mean, now that we’re no longer nobility we need to support ourselves and since I wanted to become a baker when I was younger I thought that was a great chance and Hana is an amazing baker so it could actually work and I know I never really asked you about your permission and maybe you had other plans and now I feel very stupid but I don’t want you to think I was hiding anything because–”
“Riley, hey, relax. Take a breath. Pastry shop, huh?”
“Yeah. Are you mad?” She asked.
“Mad? That my wife is fulfilling her childhood dream? That she starts a career of her own? That I’ll probably have lots of yummy things for free? Are you mad?”
Riley laughed, relief spreading through her body. “You can have anything you want. You’ll always be our most treasured customer.”
Drake smiled and leaned to kiss her. She melted into him, finally feeling like they were back together for good. Like they found back their missing piece and now they could be whole again. The familiarity of them overwhelmed her.
“Drake…” she moaned in between the kisses. “I…. have the best… idea… mmm.”
“What? Are we going to have dessert now?” He asked and she couldn’t help but roll her eyes slightly.
“No, but maybe later.” This time she pulled away. “I thought we could celebrate? If you’re up for this?”
“Mhmm, of course we can. Come here.”
“Not like this,” she laughed. “Okay maybe that too. I thought with Maxwell, Hana, Liv, Liam and the rest of ours.”
Drake opened his eyes and raised an eyebrow. “I was thinking only the two of us…”
“And I was thinking something like renewing our vows? A small ceremony? Since our wedding was a big one? Now that we’re no longer–”
“Nobility, I know. I actually think this is a nice idea.”
“Right? A second chance wedding!” She babbled on and Drake chuckled.
“Okay, okay. I get it. You can plan it if you want but now about that dessert you mentioned earlier…”
Riley burst out laughing. “So needy!”
But she didn’t protest any further and definitely not when Drake was showing off his ‘dessert’ skills.
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The ceremony was just like Drake and Riley wanted. Small. Intimate. Romantic. Cozy. Only their closest friends were invited, Ellen came and brought Lasse with her while Bianca declined saying she wasn’t feeling too well. Leona, for obvious reasons, was banned from coming. Drake protested wholeheartedly against inviting Olivia but Riley couldn’t imagine that day without her. After all, it was Liv that helped them get back together. Even if unintentionally.
The vows were renewed, Drake and Riley kissed as a husband and wife and they moved to the Valtoria gardens where the party began. Even though she wasn’t a Duchess anymore, she really liked the gardens of her duchy and Liam helped her organize the ceremony there.
After a few hours of dancing, eating and talking, Riley stood with Drake and watched Savannah and Bertrand running after Bartie, who was trying to mimic Maxwell’s crazy dance moves.
“How does he have so much energy? I’m beat!” Riley exclaimed, rubbing her back.
“He’s still a kid.”
“No, not Bartie. Maxwell!”
“Well... Technically it applies to Max, too. Want a drink?”
“Oh yes, I think I could use a drink.”
“I’ll get it for you,” Drake said and Riley nodded. She was looking at him with a big smile on her face, until he disappeared. She turned around and noticed she wasn’t the only person following him with her eyes.
The woman was definitely not invited; at least Riley didn’t invite her. Silky blond hair, beautiful smile and a bump. When the woman turned to look at Riley and their eyes met, Riley swallowed hard.
Mary-Anne was even prettier in person.
Her face lit up and started making her way towards Riley. When she finally reached her, she extended her hand.
“Hi, Riley!” Even her voice was attractive. Riley plastered a smile and shook Mary-Anne’s hand. How could she even compare to Drake’s ex?
“Hello.”
“I’m Mary-Anne, Drake’s friend from Texas by the way! You were probably wondering who’s that strange person bothering you,” she laughed and Riley fake-chuckled.
“Yeah, well, it’s a private party so I was a bit surprised. Drake invited you, I suppose?” She asked.
“Erm... Not really. Savannah did mention you were renewing your vows and since I couldn’t come to your wedding when Drake invited me I thought I’d come to this party. I--I’m sorry if it was a bad idea,” she added when she saw Riley pale. “I came to apologize, actually.”
“Really? What for?” Now Riley was interested.
“I... Um... Found out what Leona said about me to you. Sav called and asked if the baby’s Drake’s. Apparently that’s what Leona kept telling you. It’s not, by the way. The baby, I mean. It’s not Drake’s. It could never be.”
“Thanks... I mean, I knew it, Drake told me but thanks.”
“I felt really bad and I figured calling would be not enough so here I am. Listen, I’m sorry about Leona. She’s like that. She’s always had this vision of me and Drake married with ten kids on their family Ranch. We even tried to date to please her but we’ve always been more like siblings than lovers. And I love Leona.”
“Leona is lovable?” Riley raised a brow and Mary-Anne chuckled.
“Yes, well, I love her. She’s the only mother I ever had. I have four older brothers and a clueless father. He had no idea how to raise a daughter. When I got my first period and stained my jeans he thought I was dying. It was Leona who taught me about those things. I know she loves me and I guess that’s why she wanted me and Drake to work out. But it’s not going to. Besides, he’s so happy with you! When you left him and he was super upset, he got drunk and I found him in a bar. You know what he did? He showed me every single photo of you on his phone and described when it was taken, where and why in so much detail I was afraid we were going to spend a week in that bar. I’ve never seen him so in love. It’s a good look on him. I’m happy you’re back together.”
“Wow, I... I don’t know what to say. Thank you for telling me, that... does make me understand Leona a bit better. But I still don’t like her,” Riley added.
“And I’m here to change your mind. I’d be mad at her too if she did this to me.” Mary-Anne shrugged.
“And the father of your baby? Leona doesn’t like him?”
“It was a mistake. My mistake. I was sad and lonely and it was a one time thing with a guy I met in a bar. I don’t even know his name but it doesn’t matter. I was actually kind of happy I got pregnant. My father never cared too much about me, my brothers have their own life and I thought I might finally have someone in my life. It was like my lil miracle. My bestie. My family.” She cradled her bump affectionately. “It’s the two of us against the world.”
“You know what?” Riley asked her suddenly, a brilliant (in her opinion) idea coming to her. “I’m so glad you came! Let me introduce you to my friends,” she said and watched Mary-Anne’s face light up. Riley took her arm and led her in the direction of Liam and Maxwell. To be fair, she only wanted to introduce her to Liam in hopes something could happen between those two but Maxwell being there too was for the best. She wouldn’t want to be too obvious.
Apparently she was too obvious though because when she turned to go back to her place, smirking, Drake was already standing there, watching her, his eyebrow raised. He handed her the drink when she reached him.
“What are you trying to do?” He asked.
“Umm... Your friend came and I thought she was lonely so I introduced her to our friends.”
“Really? Just that?”
“Err... What else do you want me to say?”
“Riley, I’m not stupid. Are you trying to play a matchmaker? Because let me remind you, we needed therapy to work out.”
“That’s because you didn’t even know my matchmaking plan! I actually asked Liam to give us a month to work things out between us, it’s not really a legit--” she paused realizing she was about to confess to a lie.
“I actually do know it was your plan, believe it or not.”
“What?” She asked. “How? When? Why?”
“From the moment the two of you announced it. I’m not stupid and I can think. There has never been a rule like this and will never be. Not within the Cordonian mentality.”
“And... You just went with it?”
Drake shrugged. “I was mad at you. But I did have a bit of hope that maybe it would help us. So I didn’t say anything.”
“Drake Walker! I swear you always find a way to surprise me.”
Drake smiled and pulled her towards him. “I hope I’ll never stop surprising you.”
“Mhmm,” she murmured as he kissed her cheek. “I might have to start thinking of ways to surprise you, too.”
Drake froze and pulled back. He looked at her intently for a few seconds before cracking a smile. “Maybe not. I think I had enough of your surprises in this lifetime.”
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EPILOGUE - ONE YEAR LATER
“One more!” Maxwell yelled from his seat and pointed to an empty plate.
“That would be your tenth!” Hana yelled back and Riley stifled a chuckle. She kept making coffee until she felt a pair of arms encircling her waist.
“Eek!”
“Hello, I missed you,” Drake's voice was muffled as he buried his face in Riley’s neck.
“I missed you, too. Three days feel like three years without you,” she admitted. Drake kissed her and nodded towards coffee.
“Got one more for your beloved husband?”
“Always. And I also put away an orange and bourbon flavored cupcake for you. Since Maxwell eats most of our supply.”
Drake laughed and the whole shop seemed to be positively vibrating with him in it. He sat down on a chair closest to the counter, ignoring Maxwell patting an empty chair beside him.
Riley brewed Drake’s coffee (black, no cream, no sugar) and retrieved the cupcake, pretending she didn’t hear Maxwell’s gasp. She looked at her shop, her and Hana’s pastry shop and smiled. A lot of energy and effort went into their little venture but it was worth it. Hana and Riley were great partners and worked perfectly together. Riley learned a lot from Hana and Hana from Riley. Their business was flourishing, although it was to some extent thanks to Maxwell - he came every single day and ate at least seven pastries. How he kept in shape - that was the greatest mystery.
Drake also worked - he was a full time photographer now and even though he mainly took photos of different events in Corodnia, sometimes he had to go to other countries. If the job was longer than a week he took Riley with him - they didn’t want to be far from each other for too long. In between the jobs he also taught a photography course at the University of Cordonia and was considering switching to full time teaching and doing photography on the side. He felt he wanted to be home more often.
Her and Drake were also better than ever. They kept on going to therapy and worked through every single little thing together. Not only were they closer than before but also their marriage was stronger.
There were also other changes in Cordonia. Mary-Anne and Liam were raising her almost one-year old daughter together (to Cordonian citizens’ outrage) and planning their wedding (to Cordonian citizens’ joy). Mary-Anne finally found a community that cared about her, although it wasn’t the easiest for Leona, who felt like she lost two children.
As far as Leona was concerned, she reached out to Drake a few weeks prior, full of remorse. Drake didn't even want to listen to her but Riley insisted they work things out. They started talking, little by little. It still wasn’t a relationship Drake or Leona wanted but they were trying.
And there was one last change. A change that no one but Riley knew about. She smiled at Drake blowing her a kiss while finishing his cupcake. She would tell him soon. She only just found out herself, but her little, approximately six-week old secret, still nestled safely in her womb, was ready to be shared with her husband.
And she was sure it was going to be a whole different adventure.
THE END.
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