Duece's POV goes back to before the accident. This is a short chapter :/ I was a lazy kid ;)


Duece's POV

Ty and I were sitting in front of Cece's place on the steps,"Man I'm bored, you wanna go to the studio and watch 'em practice?" Ty asked. "There's nothing better to do, so sure." I answered instantly just because it was something to do. The new studio was directly down the street in front of us, so we didn't need a bus or anything.

Half-way there I thought I could hear someone screaming." 'Ey Ty wait, can you hear that?"

He stopped and stood there for another second, maybe one that we could have used too. The screaming sounded familiar, and in not a good way. We ran forward to hear what all the screaming was about.

"Yeah sounds like its Rocky scream-" Ty started to say before the screaming continued, interrupting him.

"Oh my god Cece no! Gary!" We heard Rocky scream.

I started running forward yelling over my shoulder, "Ty hurry up we gotta get up there and-"

"Rocky!" We heard Cece scream just as her back slammed into the base of the window and flipping over and out. "Duece go get Ms. Jones!", he yelled as he ran towards Cece.

The short distance we walked came in hand to how little of time I had. I sprinted back to the apartment and glanced over in time to see Cece slam into the ground. Rocky appeared to have dived out after her but Tinka, surprisingly, pulled her back in. I busted through the door, "Duece what-"

"Cece!" I managed to say with the little amount of air I had from running, "What?" Ms. Jones asked confused. I ran over and grabbed her arm and pulled her off the couch and through the door running.

"Oh my god my baby!" She screamed when she saw her daughter's body laying limp on the concrete. She ran in front of me to Cece as I tried to keep up with her. When I got there the police were clearing out the area, which wouldn't be easy to do with Rocky being there. It took several cops to try to keep Rocky back as she kicked and screamed.


Rocky's POV

Why didn't all these cops not understand that I'm not going to calm down or anything? Like they expect me to stand by after watching my friend fall out the window. Even in the studio I wasn't going to just watch her fall out without at least trying to do something. Maybe the something I was trying to do would have only made things worse, but I couldn't just stand there then. I still can't now. If it weren't for Tinka pulling me back I would've been on the ground right by Cece. "Let go of me! I hate all of you! Do something, she's hurt!" I screamed,"Let me go!" I thrashed around wildly not caring who I kicked or hit. I was too distracted by my best friend possibly dying before my eyes.

A paramedic put two fingers on her neck,"There's not a pulse." It wasn't a second later when everything went black...


Ty's POV

Why couldn't this be a nightmare? One that you would wake up screaming, but it'd be over. Rocky's screaming her head off, absolutely devastated, and I can't do much to easy her pain. And what about Cece? Is she feeling pain in her unconsciousness?

A paramedic put two fingers on her neck,"There's not a pulse."

No freaking way, that's not possible. Maybe there was a mistake of some sort. Maybe it was faint and they overlooked it.

Rocky passed out, and I ran over to her,"Hey that's my lil sis can I see her?"

They didn't question for an I.D. luckily. There's a perk to looking similar. The cops let her go and I laid her down,"Rocky,Rocky wake up," I whispered in her ear. She was still for a few more seconds and it started to concern me.

"Huh, what happened?"

"You passed out cuz Cece... doesn't really uh, have a pulse." I said hesitantly bringing her back to reality.

"SHE WHAT!"Rocky screamed back making my right ear go deaf, and I tried to hold her back.

"Rocky,Rocky,Rocky calm down!"I tried to soothe.

"CALM DOWN,YOU EXPECT ME TO CALM DOWN, SHE'S DEAD!"She screamed back.

"We don't know that for a fact." I continued to try to reassure her. Her mind was too focused on Cece's condition.

"HER PULSE IS GONE SHE PROBABLY IS TOO!"I felt bad for Rocky. It was very unsettling for me with the news of Cece's condition, and I wasn't as close to her as Rocky. The whole situation was devastating and it had to be 10 times worse for my lil sis. They both knew each other since they were 2, and the situation didn't look too good. Paramedics lifted her body, sat her down on a stretcher, and wheeled her into the ambulance.


Rocky's POV

After the ambulance pulled off we hopped into the car and Ms. Jones didn't take her time driving. We were all in tears pulling into the hospital. A doctor came up to us,"In the ambulance we were able to revive Cece, she's stable right now, but she's in a coma." The words were some what of a relief to me. The trauma of the whole thing was agonizing, unbearable, but I tried focusing on the fact that she was alive. She's breathing.

I sat down in the waiting room. She's alive, but in a coma, the words repeated in my head. I had to focus on that.

"I just got off the phone with your mom Rocky, she's gonna come get you. You don't need to be around this right now Rocky, just to rest. But, you've been cleared for the rest of the week, you aren't going to school." Ms. Jones said.

"I don't wanna leave Cece though." I insisted. I can't leave her now. What if something does happen? If she wakes up? I have to be there for her.

"We'll keep you updated." Ms. Jones said tiredly. I decided to just listen and not argue. She was probably going through enough trauma as is.

"Fine."

After that conversation I just spaced out. I couldn't think clearly, everything was passing by in a blur. I'm sure my mom was a wreck when she got to the hospital and embraced me in a death hug. I probably walked out to the car like a zombie, somewhat conscious of where I was going, but oblivious to everything else. The walk up to the apartment was the same. I blanked my mind. I didn't want to think that Cece wasn't downstairs, a fire escape away. I didn't want to remember all the good memories we had running back and forth in these halls. I just let my mind blank into nothing.

I continued on to my room and sat on the bed. I didn't think about anything. Not even the subconscious things; am I hungry? Bathroom? Blink? Breathe? Everything blanked. All clear. But I couldn't leave my mind blank. The accident was too fresh in my head. So the next couple of days I sat there and stared at the walls with the incident playing in my mind over and over...