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Chapter Twelve of Shudder
Everyone but Rocky sat around the motel room, no one wanting to say anything. Occasionally, they would steal glances at one another, but it never led to anything. Georgia had left to go back to Chicago, wanting to know why no one had informed her of the children missing. Cece suddenly dropped the apple she had been eating, letting it fall and roll away.
"Guys,"
"What now? Break a nail," The redhead ignored the harshness of Ty's voice.
"Remember how they said that the corpse we saw was the real Ellington, and that the psycho bat shit pedo after Rocky was impersonating him?" They all nodded, not seeing where this was going. "Remember how they said that Ellington had been for about a month or so?" Once again they nodded, still confused.
"Rocky told me about the necklace she was wearing that night, and that some guy name Marcus Payine had sent it to her. That necklace was like five thousand dollars. Who would like Rocky enough to get her something like that?" The others looked at one another, confused. "Psycho bat shit pedo! It's Marcus, we know his name!"
"Deuce, call your uncle Pedro, and tell him to look up Marcus Payine," Deuce hesitated, still not quite sure what was going on. "Now!"
Ty moved towards the pacing redhead, unsure of what was going through her pretty little head. "Cece, are you okay?"
"What if she never remembers me?" At that the taller boy took Cece in his arms, holding his protectively as the redhead began to cry. "What if she does remember me, but only the bad parts of our friendship, or the bad parts about me? What if she only remembers that I'm selfish, or greedy, or superficial, or bossy?"
"Cecelia, listen to me, you are a beautiful, talented, greedy, conceited, annoying little sister to me, but you are also Rocky's sister too. She loves you, and she's been able to put up with you for this long, I don't think a little bump on her head is gonna change anything," Ty smiled at managing to make her laugh a little bit.
"Guys, Rocky's buggin' again, and she's asking for us," Gunther said, hanging up on the motel landline.
"She got her memory back?" Ty asked, hopeful.
Gunther shook his head, dashing the older boy's hope. "Only the memory of our first visit. Come on,"
Ty called for Deuce who was talking to his uncle in the bathroom, and herded everyone out of the room, ready to begin the ten minute walk to the hospital. It breifly crossed his mind where Marcus had gone, and why he had left the door unlocked that had allowed his sister to escape, but the idea that she might be getting better became the dominant thought.
...
Rocky sat up uncomfortably on the hospital bed, glancing around the room nervously. Ever since she had awoken she felt that something was off, and wished for the only people she sort of knew to be there with her.
She was reaching to call for the nurse to call her 'friends' again when they burst into the room, making her jump, and nearly fall out of the bed.
"Dammit, Ty, are you trying to kill me now. This is almost as bad when you pushed me off the jungle gym and broke my wrist," Rocky scolded, clutching her chest to calm herself down.
"Hey, you were hogging the monkey bars-Wait, you remember that? That happened when you were four," Both of the Blue siblings' eyes widen at the realization.
She remembered something from over a decade ago, a memory she shared with him. Rocky smiled as she began to realize that she remembered a lot of their times together, and who he was to her exactly.
Ty rushed forward, jumping on the bed, and rolling around with her in one of the single greatest hugs ever to be given. Rocky didn't voice her slight pain at the tight hug, not wanting the moment to be ruined.
The others looked at them, all with small smiles on their faces. They were that much closer to getting their Rocky back.
"She remembers me! Fuck yeah! Thank goodness for the Blue Family Charm!" Ty yelled happily, to no one in particular, letting his giddyness run rampant. He jumped up, running at Tinka, giving her a hard kiss, to which her arms snaked around his neck.
"Okay, ick," Cece made a face, pushing her way through the couple. Ty stuck her tongue out at her, his arms still around Tinka's waist.
"Yo, Deuce, what is up with your eyebrows, they're just, like, alive,"
Deuce's eyes lit up like when he got new headphones, a goofy grin spreading across her features. He didn't rush at her like Ty, but was doing all he could not to. The goofy grin remained however, unbelieveably content at the idea of his best friend knowing who he was.
The doctor came in, looking quite pleased with himself. "I see that the dosage was enough,"
"What dosage?" Ty asked, seperating himelf from his girlfriend to stand between the older man and his sister.
"Your parents approved an experimental drug that should help her memories, in lack of better words, unlock. When someone has amnesia, it's very rare that their memories are erased, rather they are surpressed. This drug is designed to coax the mind into bringing them back," Julian gave his patient a quick check up, looking for any signs of negative side effects. Content when nothing out of the ordinary came up, he left, reminding to keep her awake.
"Do you remember me tall one?" Tinka asked carefully, moving to the side of the bed.
"Oh come on, that's like asking if I knew who the best Harry Potter pairing is, canon and non-canon," Tinka looked uncertain, biting her lip. "Harmonie,"
"Oh, tall one!" Tinka gave her a gentle hug, happy tears streaking down her face. "Thank goodness!"
"Well, who could forget the Hessenheffers?" Rocky laughed, making Gunther's face brighten. He stepped forward, restraining himself from pulling her into a back breaking hug, settling for taking her hand in his.
"Okay, okay, it's been established she remembers all of you, now it's time for the best reunion," Cece boasted, strutting forward, to the bed looking her best friend dead in the eye, who didn't say anything. "So, how about it, Rocks?"
"I-I, don't know you," The look of absolute sadness that overcame Cece made Rocky feel horrible for not knowing who the girl was, especially seeing as if they meant a lot to one another. "I'm sorry, maybe, maybe I just need a little more time?"
Cece wiped away her tears, then threw her hands up, "Oh, yeah, sure, you can remember your brother, I understand that, but Tinka and Gunther? The two people we hated up until a few weeks ago, you remember them? I see where our friendship stands!"
She stormed out, muttering angrily to herself. The others stood awkwardly, unsure of who to talk to first. They looked between the door and Rocky, repeatedly, until she gestured for someone to go after her.
"Be right back," Deuce said, jogging out of the room after his girlfriend.
"I feel terrible for not remembering her," Rocky covered her face with her hands, shaking her head. "What kind of friend was I to her?"
The others didn't know what to do; they were happy that she remembered them, but felt bad for Cece. Gunther stepped forward, sitting on the edge of the bed. He took her hands from her face, and held them in his own. Without thinking, he rubbed his thumbs gently over the back of her hands.
"You were a wonderful friend, so please don't cry," Tears slipped through anyway, and he sighed.
"You were a wonderful friend, so please don't cry," He pulled her close to him, his arms wrapping around her scarred body protectively. He kissed the top of her head as she sniffled into his shirt.
"You were a wonderful friend, so please don't cry,"
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"Why doesn't she remember me, Deuce?"
Cece and Deuce huddled together near the hospital entrance, holding hands while her head rested on his shoulder.
"Maybe because you gave have so many awesome memories that it's taking her brain longer to remember them without exploding?"
"Maybe, I am pretty good at giving people awesome memories," Cece smirked, flippinger her hair over her shoulder.
"And sweet ones too," Deuce moved in front of her, leaning in to kiss her. She happily responded, running her fingers through his messy, gelled hair.
She took his hand as they pulled apart, small smiles on both their faces, and led him back inside, "Come on, I got a best friend to save,"
He chuckled, nearly stepping on his own feet trying to keep up with her as she ran throught the sterile walls.
She burst into the room, startling the ones inside, and Gunther fell off the side of the bed. Rocky looked at him, giggling a little. The brunette looked at who had come in, and her face fell when she saw it was the one she had upset.
"Hi?" The tall girl gave an awkward wave.
"Rocky, listen, I know I shouldn't have gotten so angry, but I was just upset about you not remembering me,"
"I'm sorry, I'm really trying, honest," Rocky's eyes began to water, and so did the redhead who sat on the bed next to her.
"Please, Rocky, it's me, Cecelia! Your best friend! I'm selfish, I'm greedy, I'm conceited, I'm book dumb, but you love me for all of that and more! I take you on crazy adventures, and won't let you throw me surprise parties, and I get you grounded all the time but you still do everything with me! You make me try to be better, you help me even when I'm being stupid, please Rocky!
"You're annoying, awkward, sarcastic, but you're also pretty in every way, the smartest girl in school, and let's face it, you've had more dates then me! You try your best to make me feel better when I'm upset, and it always works! We're best friends, please, please, remember who I am! Remember! Dammit, remember!"
Cece laid her head against Rocky's shoulder, sobbing loudly. Rocky wrapped her arms around the girl, hugging her. Her brown eyes filled with tears that spilled over as all of the memories of the two came back, ger head slightly throbbing. She felt horrible for forgetting the girl who had been her best friend for so long.
"We're sisters, in all but blood," Rocky whispered.
Cece pulled away, looking Rocky in the eyes. "We're sisters, from old to young,"
"We're sisters, like with my own brother,"
"We're sisters, because we have each other,"
"I missed you, Cece," Rocky wiped away her tears, grinning softly. Cece smiled, wiping her own tears away.
"I missed you too, Rocky,"
"Okay, we get it, you two love each other, no move aside," Gunther knocked the redhead out of the way, taking her spot close to Rocky on the bed.
Cece huffed, fixing her hair, backing into Deuce, and leaning into him. She mumbled something in his ear about a 'blondie who needs American manners.' Her boyfriend just laughed, pulling her into him, her head nuzzling into the crook of his neck.
Gunther stared into Rocky's eyes, almost losing the nerve of what he was planning to do. "Rocky, whatever you do, do not hate me for this,"
Before Rocky could ask what was going on, Gunther crashed his lips onto hers. She hesitated for a moment before kissing him back, the feel of his soft lips on her own enough to make hands tingly. Her face heated up, and she was almost disappointed when he pulled away. He looked at her, a bashful smile on his face. At seeing the deep blush adorning her cheeks, the smile morphed into a smirk.
"You got a little something there," He whispered, leaning in once more.
Sorry for the late update. I'm working on prompts for more Runther stories so we can beat Gece and Reuce!
Fact- DeCe is Deuce without the 'u.'