Adventure Bay High

The Broken Door

Here's another Ruma/Zocky chapter. Enjoy :)

TW: PTSD,OCD

Fire. Bullets. Bombs.

Zuma could hear artillery fire ricochet in his brain.

He heard screams as the bullets crushed through civilians. Leaving heaps of bodies dumped carelessly amongst the flames and ash.

He saw a gun. Heading towards him. He tried to run but tripped over a rock, cutting his foot.

The gun was at his head now. He couldn't escape.

But he could. Josef Parker would come and kick the gun out of that vile man's hand.

But he wasn't coming. 

BANG!

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Zuma jolted awake, sweating terribly. He looked around. Everyone was sleeping peacefully. He looked at the clock on the wall. It was 2am. Zuma sighed. He would never be able to sleep well ever again. I should have a shower, he thought. He quickly ran into the bathroom, closing the door slightly. 

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Rocky woke up. He remembered that he didn't put his toiletries away (Rocky has OCD). He tried to forget about it but he couldn't. He looked around. People were asleep. I should quickly sort it out, he thought. He opened the door just as Zuma put on his dressing gown.

'Sorry,' he muttered. 'I have to do something.'

Rocky went to his toiletry bag and put his toothbrush and flannel in it. He started to head out and slipped, knocking the door. It shut.

'Fuck.'

'Why did you do that?'

'I didn't do it on purpose. I slipped on the floor. The wet floor. Why is it so wet?'

'I had a showew.'

Silence.

'Right. I'm getting us out of here.'

Rocky unzipped his toiletry bag.

'What awe you doing?'

'Getting us out.'

'With a bobby pin? Why do you even cawwy bobby pins anyway? You know that only wowks in films wight?'

'You got any better ideas?'

'Yeah. Call someone to get us out like a nowmal pewson.'

Zuma looked around the bathroom. There wasn't any phone.

'Shit.'

'What? You left it on the other side of the door?'

'Shut up.'

'Guess I should at least try with the bobby pin...'

'PUT IT AWAY WOCKY!'

Rocky put the bobby pin back in his toiletry bag. He sighed.

'Well at least this can't get any ... GET OFF ME!'

Zuma hid behind Rocky. 

'It's a weally big...bee'

'It can't be that big...' Rocky followed where Zuma was looking where a bee was carelessly floating around.

'That is actually pretty big...'

Zuma had his eyes covered and was in a ball in the corner of the bathroom.

'Pwease get rid of it...' he muttered.

Rocky smiled. 'I can't believe you're scared of bees,' he said to himself as he guided the bee to the window and shut it. As he did, the door opened. Zuma quickly got up. Everest and Marshall showed them a key.

'So...' said Marshall, grinning. 'Why were you two locked in the bathroom together?'

word count; 480

total; 20450