Okay so I really need to quit with the inconsistency of my updates and truly I have no excuse besides my extreme laziness (I'm starting to think it's a disease) and my temporary writing blocks. So I am sorry and it would be great if you guys followed my tumblr: .com and my instagram and twitter: imorelia because I am a sore loser but that would be great thank you.

Rocky's P.O.V

A few days have passed since Gunther has told me the truth. Nothing has changed and everything has changed at the same time. Although Chris understands that we are no longer in a relationship we still have to maintain the façade of our compelling love. Especially now more than ever because of the fan base that seemed to have grown overnight. Also the fact that we have to audition for the big movie deal and we also have the cover of Vogue Italia to pull off as well. So in many ways nothings has changed, Gunther and I still hold hands and smile at each other, we still sleep in the same room, we still amaze people at fashion shoots, we also still have conversations. But what's different is that every time I smile and looked into his eyes it's as if I'm looking into a world, pain and hurt and I know my eyes are just a mirror of his. When we hold hands it's not firmly but lightly because there is a cold between us and were just holding on to the love we wish we still had. We do sleep in the same room but we once again alternate our turns between the couch and the bed and this time I don't ever mess up the schedule. We still do deliver outstanding photos because it's our job and we know it's just business but what people can't tell is that were secretly dying to finish as soon as possible but yet we want to stay because it's the only time we do get to interact with each other. But the only reason we have conversations is because now Chris insists on us all having dinner together, he even turns off his phone to show that he's putting in effort. But lately I haven't had much of an appetite and lost 5 pounds but I do put in effort like at today's dinner.

"So how was your day?" Chris asked sounding enthused and starting to bite into the meal that he cooked for us.

"It was great," I lied. "I went for a jog around Venice and its absolutely beautiful here, then we took a gondola ride." I hope they didn't notice that my voice quaked a little when I said we. It was our love stunt for the day. To keep myself occupied I bit into the vegetable lasagna that Chris was actually quite delicious to bad I couldn't keep anything down, I thought it was sweet that he remembered I was a vegetarian.

"I know too bad we have to leave for Rome tomorrow, but how was that gondola ride?" He asked casually but Gunther and I knew this was just him trying to get us to talk to each other, but we weren't budging.

"It was…"

"tranquil" Gunther finished. I glimpsed at him only to see him look down at his food which he had barely started.

"Well I'm getting some wine to drown the awkwardness in this room." Chris left only to come back with what looked like a very expensive wine. He popped the bottle and offered us some.

"We don't drink" Gunther and I said simultaneously only to regret it the second we did leaving us in another awkward state.

"Suit yourself" He said pouring himself a glass. The more questions he asked, the more the silence consumed us, and the faster he would pour the wine. I don't think Chris is used to dealing with these kinds of things. At one point he gave up pouring and just started drinking straight from the bottle. Eventually we finished our dinner and then Chris gave one last effort and asked if we were up for desert. So trying to salvage Chris's efforts, I said that would be great. He then came in with a silver platter and set it on the table. He then took off the top and underneath was this decadent big brownie with ice cream on top with drizzled with caramel and fudge.

"G- he's allergic to chocolate." I said ever so silently it was thing most people didn't know about G-, him because he thought would find him strange if they knew so you can't blame Chris for not knowing. But Christ through the top onto the floor and grabbed his bottle of wine.

"I give up" he uttered before he left the room. I then got up because no matter how delicious it looked I had no appetite in fact I felt as if I was going to throw up from eating so much. I ran out of the room only to puke in the toilet, I didn't feel much better afterwards. I sat on the floor of the bathroom next to the toilet thinking. As much as I wanted to avoid thinking about Gunther it was the only thing I thought about, I haven't called Cece since our breakup and she must probably be worried but I don't want to tell her. It's like when Gunther told me the truth; I didn't know what to do. I know he didn't like Alejandra but maybe his subconscious does because I can't lie to myself Alejandra is what most guys fantasize of. So maybe under the influence of alcohol Gunther's subconscious took control him and did the things he secretly dreamed of doing. Knowing that, that was probably the case I don't think I would be able to forgive him even if it was his subconscious and alcohol. Because that means somewhere deep inside of him he chose her over me and what repulsed me the most is that he entered her, that… that… that bitch. Who knows maybe it was all some sick twisted prank by Alejandra to finally wisp him away from me. But I can't take those chances and to me it sounds more believable that his subconscious took over him and maybe I would believe him if he knew it was a trap but the fact is he doesn't. So right know I'm just feeling lost, confused, and angry and most of all hurt. It took me a while to notice that I was shaking and heaving, also that I was drenched in sweat. So I took a shower to clear my mind and sweat. I thought hard about thinking nothing and that is what I kept on doing until I finally fell asleep on the bed it was my turn for the bed tonight.

Deuce's P.O.V

So the other day I was hanging out with Tinka. Lately in the past few week we have become friends, I'm glad we have because Tinka is actually a very cool person. Cece and Ty were working on a new dance for Shake it Up that didn't include Tinka. So I decided that we should hang out until there practice was over my shift for Crusty's wasn't until later and then Cece and I were supposed to watch some chick flick at her house. We were walking around aimlessly through the streets of Chicago when it happened. The streets were quite empty that night maybe because it was a bit nippy but it's always nippy in Chicago. She was telling me about how she was excited that Gunther was coming back in like a week or 2. When she collapsed, luckily I caught her in time before she hit the ground. I called her name but she didn't reply her eyes looked as if she were seeing a different world. Instantly fear shot through me thinking she that she might have died. I check her pulse and I hear it barely but it's there. Luckily the hospital was a block away, I picked her up and began to run there. But that's when she started convulsing and crying. She was silently saying "Why?" repeatedly. Her eyes were still in another world and I knew she wasn't talking to me. When I got to the ER they took her immediately but before they took her away she grabbed my hand and glared at me with such sadness, and said "Why did I ruin everything?" It scared me the way she looked at me it was eerie and hollow as if there was no hope. I sat down in the waiting room until I could go see her, I was truly scared I've never seen Tinka like that before and I wanted to know what happened to her. After 3 and 45 minutes I got to see her. Apparently she had just woken up from being sedated which was apparently the only solution they had for what happened to her. I was thinking I was going to find her a wreck but I walk in to find her laughing her head off to some cartoons as if nothing happened. I sat down next to her, I didn't probe her but after a while I decided I should ask her the question that's been bothering me all night or else she wouldn't tell me.

"So would you like to explain what the hell happened back there?"

"Relax it was no big deal Deuce" she giggled.

"Relax! I thought you died back there, you almost gave me a heart attack." At this point I was a bit angry because she didn't find anything that happened serious. I glared at the TV screen even though I hated the cartoon that was on.

"I'm sorry Deuce, your right it was a big deal." I faced her to see that she really did look sorry.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you but can you please tell me what happened back there." She hesitated contemplating something.

"As long as you swear to me that you will not mention this to anyone."

"Not even Cece."

"Especially not Cece." I don't know I don't like to keep secrets from Cece seeing how she is my girlfriend now, but I just had to know.

"Ok my lips are sealed." She stared me in the eye and decided I was telling the truth.

"Okay well I sometimes I get visions or feel things that Gunther feels."

"What?" I was lost.

"Look I guess since were twins every time he feels anything strongly like very strongly I feel it or see it."

"Well what does that have to do with the fact that you practically died out there?"

"I think he went through something horrible that made him feel that way."

"Like what?"

"I think he might have broken up with Rocky."

"What!"

"I know it's bad but I need to find out what's happening to him because I'm feeling really depressed right now as if I did something wrong and I'm pretty sure it's because of Gunther."

"So your telling me if Gunther feels anything strong enough, you can feel it too?"

"Yeah I know that's a bit hard to believe."

"No I believe you but why haven't you told Ty" And I did believe her after witnessing what I've just seen.

"Oh I did but I don't think he believed me probably thought I was being crazy or something."

"Wait why don't you want people to know?"

"Because it's odd and I find it quite personal, the only reason I told you is because you witnessed it."

"Does it usually happen this bad?"

"No but I guess this had to hurt really bad or he's lost all control of his emotions completely."

"oh" Everything was clicking back into place.

"So when are we leaving this place?" I asked prepared to stay until she was admitted leave.

"It's nice that you would stay but my parents are coming to pick me up in a little while."

"Oh okay I'm already late for my shift at Crusty's." As I was getting up to grab my jacket, Tinka did something she's never done to me before. She hugged me and whispered, "Thanks for not thinking I'm out of my mind and remember don't tell anyone." The hug was nice and I smiled back at her assuring her I wouldn't tell anyone. (Okay so I know Tinka being let out of the hospital that easy is unrealistic but just go with the flow.)

Rocky's P.O.V

I heard the bullet before I saw the body hit the ground. I didn't have to check his pulse to see if he was dead I knew. But then I saw him the guy who killed this man. He stared at and I swore those grey eyes were familiar. I knew he wanted me to be his next victim I ran, screaming for my life. If I made a scene people would help me right. So I screamed and ran what seemed like forever until I was too tired and couldn't catch my breath and just started crying and silently yelling help although no one was there to help me.That's when I woke up drenched in sweat once again. Thank god it was only my dreams I thought. Then I noticed that Gunther at my bedside he must have been soothing me or something. Did I really scream? Then I get out of the bed and tell him to get out.

"I was just worried" he said and I can tell in his eyes that he was deeply worried.

"I know but I just can't right now."

"Can we just talk about it?"

"Talk about what, the fact that my heart aches knowing the truth and I want you to comfort me until I remember, you're the reason why my heart aches." I yelp. He takes me into his arms; I push and punch in retaliation. But he keeps on enclosing, I pound my arms again his hollow chest angry at me, angry at him, angry at the world, until the tears come out. By this time, I gave up my fight and his arms, big strong arms, envelop me. I gave up because I know in my heart that's where I wanted to be, it's where I belonged right there in his arms. I could hear his heart pound against his chest. It soothed me in a way I don't think I'll ever comprehend, that's when I noticed my arms were slowly wrapping around him. I allowed myself this moment, to feel the radiation of each other's passion that we must both deny. I don't know how long I stood there could have been a century could have been a second but I felt infinite. We didn't speak we just listened to both our heartbeats join as one. I started drifting off back into sleep, when Gunther realized this he tucked me into bed. I asked to sing for me he began to quietly sing Boats and Birds by Gregory the Hawk into my ear and it was beautiful. He got up to leave thinking I was asleep until I murmured one last thing.

"Do you see us in the future?" I was so far into my sleep I barely caught what he said but I think it was.

"You are my forever"