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Chapter 11: Time at the Hospital

Rocky's P.O.V.

We waited for about 15 minutes and finally our parents showed up. When they saw how Ty and Deuce looked they started to cry except for Deuce's dad who seemed to be more and more enraged by every passing second; if I said minute it would have been an understatement. They were both in critical conditions; both had broken ribs, dislocated joints, horrible bruises all over their bodies, cuts, and they were sadly in a state of mind where they just couldn't wake up. That's right, what Gunther and his goons did put them both into comas and I was infuriated. As I watched both my mother and father weep and cry over my brothers week and battered up body, my body tensed. My grip on the arms of the chair I was sitting on grew stronger, my muscles tightened, my teeth grinned against each other, my jaw was clenched and, if you looked into my eyes you would see the rage, pain and sorrow that was growing immensely. Soon I was almost like Deuce's father; ready to seek revenge and wreak havoc on whoever had done this to the family member and friend. I guess CeCe was able to feel the tension because she slowly inched her hand onto mine, intertwining our fingers together, gently rubbing her thumb against the back of my hand almost afraid of me snapping.

"Rocky..." She whispered, I heard the fear, I hear the sadness and it broke me. I looked over at her and looked deeply into her eyes, I saw the worry, the sadness, the fear. Looking into her eyes and hearing her voice made me realize how terrifying I can be and how I didn't want to be that in her eyes. I felt my body relax, all the anger diminish as all I could think about was being the sweet loving girl for CeCe, not this... Monster of such anger and hate. I closed my eyes and shook my head, trying to clear up my fogged up mind.

"I'm sorry CeCe," I open my eyes and look up at her face, looking straight into her eyes, "I was just angry. I'm sorry if I scared you." All she could do was nod and look down and I couldn't help but frown. Am I really that bad when I'm angry? Do I scare her that much? "CeCe?" She just slipped her hand away and walked over to my brothers bed side and starred at him, tears flowing down her eyes and began to weep along with my parents. I usually never cry because it's hard and rare for me to; but with all this built up emotion, plus what happened to my brother, plus what just happened between me and CeCe pushed me over my limit. Although I wasn't planning on breaking down in front of everyone and letting everyone see me so venerable and scared. So I got up and quickly walked out, down the halls of the hospital and outside and sat on the bench. It was almost dark out and I had my head down; no one could see my tears as I hid it behind my hair and the darkness outside. Soon I was curled up on the bench, my knees up to my chest, my arms wrapped around myself as I continue to cry. It's been so long since I've cried, I've forgotten what it's like. I've forgotten what it's like to feel such horrible misery and pain. I've forgotten how badly my heart would ace, how weak I'd feel; I had forgotten all of it. I don't know how long I've stayed out here crying but I'm pretty sure it was a long time. There was now only the light shown from the inside of the hospital and the half filled moon. I was crying so much that I never noticed that someone had followed me outside and just watched me from the entrance and had sat next to me as I changed into this curled up position. I didn't look up at whoever was there but I could feel their presence as I calmed down a bit. "What do you want?" I asked to the person next to me.

"I can't check on a friend?" I look up and find Tinka, starring at me with the same look when we dated. I remember when I would go to her house crying because of problems within my family that no one knew about; I haven't even told CeCe about it. She would always hold me when I was broken and I would do the same for her when she was broken. I sigh and get out of my curled up position and shove my hands into my pockets and lean back, my legs fully extended just starring at the ground.

"No you can." I respond not really wanting to talk, I just wish none of this ever happened although if none of this had happened Cece wouldn't be my girlfriend but then again CeCe wouldn't have been afraid of me if it wasn't for Gunther's actions. Everything was just fucked up and I couldn't help but also blame myself for where we were. I shouldn't have reacted the way I did with things and I let my anger get the best of me.

"Don't blame yourself for any of this Rocky," I look up at Tinka and see her still starring at me with the same eyes; filled with love and care, "it's not your fault for what has happened today." I sigh.

"But none of us would be here if it wasn't for my reaction to everything. It shouldn't have been like this." I felt her scoot closer to me and I then scooted to the other side of the bench as far away from her as possible. "Tink, we maybe friends and I said that we were okay but I think it would be best if we kept a certain distance." She still scooted even closer to me.

"Why?" Her hand started to slowly creep onto my knee and I immediately moved it off and I saw the frown form on her face. "Rocky what's wrong?" I quickly stand up and get a good distance between me and Tinka.

"I'm dating CeCe, Tinka... I love her not you." I say calmly but I guess she wasn't happy with what I had said.

"Yes but where is she right now? When you are in need of someone to cry on, when you are in need of someone to hold? Where is she right now?" I look back at the doors of the hospital but my face is turned back to Tinka. "I'm the one who followed you out here, I'm the one that came after you and knew what you needed. I'll always be here for you." The next thing surprised me.

CeCe's P.O.V.

As I sat next to Ty's bed I watched as Rocky sat there for a minute or two and quickly get up and leave. I should have gone after her but I couldn't move, I was paralyzed from what I did and what has happened today. I was over whelmed and quite frankly I am afraid of Rocky. When she gets mad she has this crazed look in her eyes, she has this tension that runs through her body and it seems like she may snap at any moment and at anyone. I was afraid to go after her to see what was going to happen if I confronted her or even comforted her. I knew she thought I wouldn't notice but I did; she had blood stains on her shoes, and I could see a bit of blood on her shirt and her hand had a few cuts from punching something. A few minutes after Rocky left, Tinka left.

"Where are you going Tinka?" She stopped at the door and didn't look back at me, she kept starring down the hall.

"I'm going to go to the restroom." With that she left and I was pretty sure she went after Rocky. Now you're probably thinking why didn't I go after her when I knew that she still likes Rocky. Well I trust my girlfriend to not do anything with her but something in my gut was telling me other wise. It was telling me that she was in state of thinking straight. So ten minutes after she left I followed and I stopped by the wall before the entrance. I had the perfect view of Rocky and Tinka. Rocky was crying and Tinka didn't do anything until Rocky had calmed down. They started talking. Why was I worrying too much they were just friends, Tinka won't do anything. I was about to turn back to the room until I saw Tinka scoot closer to Rocky. Rocky tried her best to keep a distance between them but Tinka just kept moving closer but the thing that pissed me off was at the end. That's when I started to walk out.

Rocky's P.O.V.

"What the fuck is going on here!" Oh my fucking shit! I'm so fucking fucked!

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