I have a really bad neckache and right after this I'm probably going to the hospital :/ I was doing a handstand and while pushing up, failed, and fell backwards. Needless to say, I landed on my neck weirdly, anyway, I might not get another chapter up for a few days, because I can't really bend my neck to look at the laptop screen, I AM SOOO SORRY! :(

Anyway, enjoy the chapter!

*Deuce's POV*

I start hearing more screaming in the hallway and see Rocky getting raped by Gunther, I try to stop him, but I can't, all I can do is sit there, I'm stuck.

Rocky's still crying out for help, but theres nothing I can do.

I wake up with a jolt, it was so real. Is this how its going to be forever? Me having nightmares every night of her being hurt.

I can't stand the thought of that.

After that horrifying nightmare I can't get back to sleep, so, I get up, go down to the breakfast area, and go get some food.

Also, I go to the gift shop to get Rocky some roses and a teddy bear, plus a get well card, its the most I can do at the moment.

I go back up to her room, and find her awake now.

"Guess what? Shake It Up Chicago is having a special on me and what I'm going through," she says like her normal self.

"Really?" I ask.

Things are getting better, until they get to the bad part of the show.

"And, you see, the worst thing happened last week. Rocky was almost killed and raped by one of our own dancers, Gunther, he is in a Juvenille Correctional Center," the man that was talking about Rocky said.

Rocky begins to cry.

"Well, at least everybody knows now," she stutters.

I begin to cry with her, "Its okay Rocky, you'll be okay."

The man on tv starts talking more about Rocky's life, and her family, everything.

"How do they know so much about me?" She laughs.

It is sort of weird.

"We may have told him some things," Rocky's mom says, as her and TY walk in.

"Ohh," Rocky says.

Rocky looks at me and smiles, I smile back at her.

"AWWW!" CeCe says, walking in.

"Why don't you guys just get hitched and get it over with?" CeCe asks.

"I- Uh. Uh-" I stutter.

"Wait? Deuce, do you like Rocky?" CeCe asks.