Rocky's POV

Where is he? I haven't seen Bill since he stormed out of his apartment.

Have you found him yet? CC

No, ask Joey and Delia if they know where he might be Rcky

Ok CC

I put my phone away after the text and continued my search. After about 5 minutes Cece texted me back.

Joey said he might know and is going to check it out and for you to come on back CC

KK Rcky

I hope Joey has better luck than I did.

Joey's POV

Just as I suspected, Bill was back at the CPS campus. Right on stage with his guitar, so typical. "Bill, why did you run man?" I asked once I had gotten on stage to his right. He motioned beside him as he sat down. "First, riddle me this. What do you think of Rocky?" he asked still looking down. "Well, she's the smartest, kindest, and most beautiful girl I have ever seen and I was thinking of asking her out," I replied rubbing the back of my neck. "You should," he said sounding sullen. "Well you're telling me one thing, but your voice and actions are telling me something completely different," I said putting my hand on his shoulder. "Well, if I were to speak my mind, I probably would have said the exact same thing," he said smiling slightly in a downward direction.

"Then I think you should ask her out man," I told him. "No, I wouldn't do you or her like that," he said looking straightforward. "What do you mean?" I asked confused. "Well, you obviously love her, and she deserves someone who is better than me. I mean, we all know that you're the one with the looks and talent of us two," he said laughing slightly. "Thanks man, but come on we need to get home," I said standing up and sticking out my hand to him. "Naw, I catch up sometime tonight, you and Delia go one to bed," he answered waving me off.

Meanwhile in Cece's POV

"So . . . Delilah!" I turned around to face the brunette sitting next to me. She looked up from her phone and glared at me, "It's Delia, Cece." "Right," I laughed nervously, "I knew that. Obviously I knew that." She nodded, unconvinced, "Sure." "So, cool accent you have there!" I tried to change the subject. "I'm British," She said, not looking up from her twitter feed she had open on her phone. "Where in England are you from?" I asked. She looked at me curiously, "Holmes Chapel. Really small place, only 5,000 or so people." We sat there in silence for a few minutes after that. "Hey, I have a question!" I remembered. "Yeah?" She replied. "So, you're really good friends with Bill and Joey, right?" I asked again. She nodded, "I guess so, yeah." "Do you ever get really bad feelings about them? Like something bad is happening?" I gulped, nervously. She looked at me closely, "Joey! Come on! We need to go find Rocky! NOW!"

Rocky's POV

God I hope that Joey finds Bill, it would kill me if he left or went somewhere and disappeared. So as I was walking back toward his apartment, I felt someone grab me from behind. "Well hello there, my sweet," old male voice said. Whoever said that then slammed me into the wall and kissed me roughly. "Please no," I begged as he began to take off my clothes. Suddenly he was ripped off of me and slammed into a dumpster just down from me. "Bill!" I shouted seeing my rescuer was none other than the person who had ran away not 30 minutes earlier. "You son of a $%#&, I'm gonna kill you!" he growled angrily picking the guy up and throwing him down the alley and following him. "You think you can just rape an innocent girl because you feel like it? Big mistake, especially considering she's got friends like me," he said once again picking the man up throwing him over his shoulder before dropping on top of him. He then picked him up and punched him in the mouth. The guys stumbled back and Bill roundhouse kicked him in the jaw. "Come on Rocky, let's get you out of here," he said walking over and picking me up bridal style and carrying me away.

"You ok?" he asked me. "Yeah, thanks to you," I said in a mock cliché voice. "I'm serious Rocky, are you hurt in any way?" he asked sitting me down on a bench and kneeling down in front of me. "Just my back, it hurts and feels wet," I said feeling a little woozy. "Lean forward and pull up the back of your shirt and let me see," he said helping me with my jacket. "Yeah, your back's cut up pretty good and has a few bruises. But all in all I would say you might just need to rest, maybe get a doctor to check the tendons and muscles," he said taking off the cloth jacket he was wearing and wrapping it around my back. It was a mix of good and hurt feelings. "Now, anywhere else?" he questioned. I shook my head and heard a familiar voice off to our right.

We looked over to see Cece, Delia, and Joey running toward us. Well, more like barreling up to us. "Are you two alright?" asked Joey seeing Bill's jacket wrapped around my back and tied around my stomach. "Well, I am. Rocky's got a slightly cut up back and probably going to be scared for life after what happened," he said. I just kinda nodded considering what happened. "Can't say the same for the guy that tried to hurt her. I'll be surprised if he ever moves again," said Bill cracking his blood smeared knuckles and smiling at the memory of what he did to the guy. "I trust you beat the living daylights out of him?" asked Delia seeing his knuckles. "More like crippled the poor guy," I said. "Hey, he deserved it," he looking at me.

Then everything started to go black, but as it did I thought I saw something in Bill's eyes as he caught me once I started to fall.