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*Deuce's POV*
I swear, if he ever touches, no, LOOKS at Rocky again, so help me god I'll freaking kill him.
Right now, I'm pacing back and forth, waiting for Rocky to wake up.
"De-deuce?" She yells out.
I instantly go by her.
"Shh, sh, I'm here."
She hugs me, and I can tell that she is thanking me.
For what?
For saving the one girl I love from being raped by a foreign man whore?
"Rocky, did he, you know?" I have to ask, if he did I'll kill him. He'd be so f-
"No, you saved me, he was about to," I knew this, because I kind of kicked him in the balls, without his pants on, "but all he did was kiss me," she says. Then she begins to sob again.
"Shh," I whisper, while hugging her, "Deuce is here."
"Deuce, I, I'm so scared," she says, while starting to cry again.
I want to kill him.
"I know Rocks, I know, now go back to sleep."
She does as I tell her, and goes to sleep.
I walk out of the apartment and into the back alley way.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH" I scream, while sobbing.
"Deuce?" TY says from behind me.
"Whats up?" He asks.
Before this, Rocky had told me that if I saw TY, I was supposed to tell him. Because she couldn't deal with it.
"Rocky," I cry.
"What?" He asked.
"Did you do som-"
Really. He thought I would do something to her.
"Nope, but Gunther did."
I try and contain my anger with even saying his name.
"What the fuck did he do to my sister?" He screams.
"He almost raped her," I try and breth in and out while saying it.
"HES NEVER GOING TO BREATH AGAIN!WHY HAVEN'T YOU DONE SOMETHING?" TY screams.
That hurt.
"DON'T YOU THINK I WANT TO? ROCKY WON'T LET ME!" I scream back.
I want to cry.
"Stop, why are we taking this out on eachother? Why not Gunther?" TY says.
"I told you, Rocky won't let us."
"No, she told you, not me."
He always has a loop hole.
"Go at him, and get in a few punches for me."
I walk back up to their apartment, and see Rocky trying to get up.
"Deuce," she cries, "I can't feel my legs.
"Rocky, this is important, did Gunther hit you?" I ask her.
"Yes, he slammed me against the stairs, and wall, and punched me I don't even know how many times, and - he- kicked me a few times," she cries again.
I grab her, and start walking down the stairs towards my car.
Yes, I have a car, and I can drive, I just don't have a license, but this is serious.
I put Rocky in the car and walk over to the drivers side.
Rocky looks to be fading out.
The car starts and I speed off to the hospital.