Welcome back, everyone to my oh-so-unquality piece of writing.

I haven't updated in a while because of school and pony club and such. This chapter isn't the happiest thing but I hope you all semi-enjoy it.

1...2...3... Read on

((Warnings- some naughty words and violence))

Rocky rolled over checking the time on his phone, it was only 4:27am. He lay, listening to the sounds of breathing and light snoring from the other sleeping bodies in the bus. He rolled over again, pulling the sheets over his head. "Don't talk to me," Ellington's words echoed in his mind. He sighed and rolled out of his bunk, and tiptoed out of the bus. Rocky stepped outside letting the cool morning wind hit him. They had parked the bus on a spare lot for the night, Rocky was glad, he usually share a hotel room with Ellington. He used the torch on his phone and decided to go for a walk around the neighbourhood. He wrapped his arms around himself as the air got cooler, the further he walked from the parking lot.

Rocky walked until he heard the soft sound of running water. He followed a path and through the darkness, found a park with small river running through the middle. He smiled to himself, it was so peaceful, so out of the way. Rocky walked along the bank until he got to a wooden bridge, he walked over and settled on a bench. His mind was racing with thousands of thoughts, he was so emotionally drained and so, so angry at himself, his family and his best friend.

Rocky sat on the bench watching the water through the dark, he yawned a couple of times. "Now I'm tried," he sighed. He looked around trying to figure out exactly where he was. Rocky sighed loudly to himself, too tired to care. He lay down on the bench, curling up to keep himself warm. I'll find my way back when the sun comes up. Rocky yawned and slowly let the soothing sound of the river, lull him to sleep.

"Fuck." Rocky groaned as he hit the ground. "Where the hell am I..." He pulled himself from the grass and brushed himself off. He sat on the bench, rubbing his head, trying to remember how he got where he was. That's right, everyone hates me, even Ell. Rocky muttered insults to himself under his breath, "you idiot, you ruined your life, you rui-"

"Rocky! I found him, guys!" Rocky looked up to find Ross running towards him. "We have been looking everywhere for you! Why are you here? When did you leave?"

Rocky sighed, his head pounding from falling from the bench, "I don't know."

"What, what do you mean you don't know?" Ross panted, sitting on the bench.

"I just went for a walk and fell asleep on this bench."

"Wait, you slept here? What the hell, Rocky. What time did you leave the bus? Why did you leave the bus?"

"It doesn't matter, can we just go back." Rocky huffed, making space between him and his brother on the bench.

"Um... Sure, come on." Ross stood, gesturing for his older brother to follow.

"There you are!" Riker yelled from the other side of the river, "Come on, hurry!" Rocky reluctantly moved from the bench and followed Ross over the bridge, to Riker and Ryland.

"Why are you in a park at 6am?" Ryland laughed, playfully shoving Rocky.

"Don't push me." Rocky growled, walking ahead of his brothers. Riker, Ross and Ryland all gave each other looks at their angry brother.

"I was just asking." Ryland said, jogging up to Rocky.

"Fuck off." Rocky mumbled.

"Hey, don't swear at him!" Riker grabbed Rocky's shoulder, forcing him to turn around. "We were worried about you! We woke up and you were gone. Don't be so fucking rude." Rocky was shocked by Riker's out-of-character words. An apology sat on Rocky's lips but nothing came out, he just continued walking, fists bawled.

"We found him." Ross called, climbing into the bus.

"Rocky, Rocky! Where were you!" Stormie called, hugging her son.

"I just went for a walk." Rocky pulled away, manoeuvring his way past everyone.

"Hey, stop right there and apologise for making us all worried and upsetting mom!" Riker demanded. Rocky, again was set back by how Riker was handling the situation.

"Um, I am sorry mom and sorry everyone, but you di-"

"Just don't do it, again." Riker scolded.

"Wow, what's up your ass." Rocky muttered walking past his older brother, gaining a dirty look.

Rocky finally got away from everyone and locked himself in the bathroom. Why the hell are they all acting like this, can't they just leave me alone. He sigh and started to fill up the small bathtub. If the only privacy I get is in here, might as well take advantage of it. Rocky stripped himself of his clothes and slowly slipped into the warm bath. He lay his head on one edge of the bath and closed his eyes. Be calm, relax, think happy tho- Rocky was jolted back into reality by his sister's annoying, flirty giggle, followed by a laugh from Ellington.

"You are fucking kidding me." Rocky groaned as the giggling continued. Fuck this. Rocky got out of the bath and pulled the plug. He wrapped a towel around himself, lightly drying himself, before dressing in the same clothes. Rocky stormed out of the room and stopped in front of his sister and friend. "Can you two please shut the fuck up! All I can hear is your annoying giggling and your ugly laugh! Just shut the fuck u-"

"Rocky, what the hell did you just say?" Riker barged into the room, slamming Rocky against the bathroom door. "Don't you fucking dare talk to your sister and 'best friend' like that! How fucking dare you!" He yelled in his brother's face.

"They were bein-"

"No, you do not fucking say that to anyone! Stop being such a spoilt asshole an-" Rocky's fist collided with Riker's mouth before the sentence was finished. The ground shook as Riker's skull smashed against it. Ellington lunged towards Rocky, pulling him out of the back room and out of the bus as Rydel helped Riker off the ground.

"What the hell is wrong with you! Ever since the other day you have been acting like... Like... Not you! What the hell has happened? Huh?!" Rocky bawled his fist. "Do it. Punch me." Ellington said, keeping calm.

"I'll do it." Rocky said, voice shaky.

"Then do it!" Ellington yelled. Rocky clenched and unclenched his fist a few times before lowering his arm.

"I hate you, I hate you all!" Rocky screamed.

"You know what your problem is?" Ellington said, poking Rocky hard in the chest. "You don't care about others, you do whats best for you and now you've gone insane! You just fucking punched your brother and now you're screaming about nothing!" Rocky lowered his head, he felt tears swell in his eyes, he was furious.

"I fucking hate you." Rocky pushed Ellington to the ground.

"I hate you, too!"

Rocky ran. He ran out of the lot and down the street, he kept running until he couldn't run anymore. He stopped at a bus stop, panting violently. He sat on the bench, put his head in his hands and cried. He was in a strange city, alone, crying on a bench because he'd punched his brother and hurt the feelings of his ex-best friend-love of his life. He fucked up, badly.

Rocky kind of messes up, hey?

Honestly, this fic is so bad and it's 11:30pm and I just needed to write something so don't hate me for this chapter, okay?

As usual I'd love to thank you all for folowing, favouriting, commenting on this shitty fic and of course reading it. Keep commenting and tell me what you think.

I finally wrote more than 600 words, and I will try to update a bit more often (if you all want me to)

Stay patient, good things are coming soon and what's a fic without some drama (also, if you are familiar with my writing, you'll know I am an unkind author.

Till next time, love you all!