Here's the next installment, enjoy! And I'm sorry it's a little shorter. I'll try to make up for it by making the next chapter longer :)
Pulsing lights. Beads of sweat dripping off dancers. Feet moving intricately with loud, heavy music. The cast of Shake it Up! Chicago were in the middle of their final rehearsal of the day.
CeCe Jones was dancing her heart out, leaving everything on the floor. But she noticed her best friend, Rocky Blue, wasn't. Her timing was off, barely noticeable. But CeCe noticed. She was knew when something was wrong with Rocky. Always.
After the dance finished, Gary Wilde congratulated everyone on a great day's work, sending them off. Rocky went to grab her things from her hook. CeCe followed.
"Is something wrong?" The redhead waited for her to answer, but one never came. A tense silence screamed into the air. "Rocky?"
CeCe sighed, and looked around the room. Everyone was packing, ready to head home. Two blonde teens, however, were watching the best friends. Tinka, she knew, because she lived for drama. Gunther, on the other hand, because he wanted to make sure CeCe was okay. She turned her attention back to Rocky.
"Rocky?" She tried again, but still was met with the silence. Shaking her head, CeCe decided to leave, knowing Rocky would get over whatever she was mad at. They would then hug, and everything would go back to normal, as usual.
CeCe left the studio quickly, not wanting Gunther to follow. But she knew he wouldn't. Tinka was with him. And when she was there, he wouldn't go near CeCe. No matter how much he liked her, CeCe knew Gunther would never tell his sister of their relationship. She would never accept it.
Knowing she needed time to think things over, the young teen decided to walk home, collect her thoughts. As she wandered through the streets of Chicago, CeCe let her mind take over.
She knew why Rocky was mad. Her best friend suspected something was being hidden from her. And she was right. CeCe hated herself for it. So, she contemplated what was one of the biggest decisions in her life.
She'll be happy I told her. Or hate me for lying.
She'll tell me everything will be okay. Or tell me I deserved everything that happened.
She'll hug me and never let go. Or walk away, find a new best friend.
In that moment, the small girl knew she needed to tell Rocky everything. She was not about to let herself lose their friendship over the lies. Frankie had done enough damage.
CeCe ran home, ready to call Rocky and ask her to come over, tell her everything. But the redhead was surprised when she entered her house. A young brunette was sitting on the couch, waiting for her.
Their eyes met.
CeCe opened her mouth, then shut it. While she had decided to tell Rocky, she hadn't exactly thought of what to say.
"I'm sorry." The words flew out of CeCe's mouth before she could comprehend what she was saying. But she knew they were true. She was sorry.
Rocky watched her, not wanting to accept her apology. "How could you hide something like this from me, CeCe? I thought… I thought we told each other everything. You're my best friend. We don't keep secrets."
CeCe hung her head, trying to fight the tears. She had really hurt Rocky. "I'm really, really sorry, Rocky. I just didn't think I could tell you." Despite her trying her hardest, the water fell, drizzles in the early morning. Rocky just sighed.
"CeCe, you know you can tell me everything. I won't judge you. Ever." Despite what she had told herself, CeCe knew Rocky was right. Even when dealing with her dyslexia, her best friend never left her side. She helped her through it, and could help her through this too. "I was just so scared to tell anyone when he hit me, I —" Rocky jumped off the couch immediately.
"What do you mean he hit you? Gunther hit you? Then why did you kiss him? CeCe?" Rocky started to raise her voice, and CeCe tried to calm her down.
"Gunther? No, Rocky. Frankie. Frankie hit me." She paused to wipe away a few tears, sniffling. "And how do you know about me and Gunther?" This was not how CeCe imagined the conversation going.
"I saw you guys kiss today… and I felt so hurt. But what do you mean Frankie hit you? Was he being abusive, CeCe? Is that why you left him?"
CeCe couldn't take it anymore. She started to cry. Sobs raked through her body, shaking her entire being. She was a thunderstorm.
Rocky pulled CeCe into a hug, and held her. Held her through the tears and pain.
After the crying subsided, CeCe told Rocky everything.
The fear.
The abuse.
The secret relationship.
Everything.
When the entire story was over, CeCe Jones was pulled into a hug. In that instant, she knew Rocky Blue was never leaving her side. And she wouldn't have had it any other way.
Hope you all enjoyed this! And don't worry, the whole Frankie coming back thing will come into play soon. Don't worry :)
And quick question for all of you wonderful readers. Would you guys like to see Gunther tell Tinka about the relationship? I was thinking about making a whole scene out of it, and I want to know if that's something you readers want to, well, read :)
Thanks again to everyone for reading, and please review :)
