Taking Chances (a Ross Lynch fanfiction)

Chapter 24

That nights concert flew by. The entire time, I sat on the bus and thought over my recent conversation with Ross.

I messed up. Now he wants me gone.

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For the next few nights, I slept alone. Ross wouldn't look at me or offer to sleep with me. Riker decided to not talk to me for the time being, so Rocky and I got close. It was the day before New York and we were leaving tonight for it.

"Do you think Ross with change his mind?" Rocky asked.

"I don't know. I don't want to leave. I've been having a lot of fun. I know I messed up, but I still love Ross. If he wants me gone though, I will leave." I answered.

"I don't want you gone." He said quietly.

"I get my stitches out tomorrow." I tired sounding cheerful. "Ross was supposed to take me, but I don't know if that changed. I'm sure there's a bus stop around where we'll be."

"If Ross won't drive you, I will. I don't want you walking around a city you don't know with people you don't know. Especially after you get your stitches out. You'll still be tender."

"Thanks Rocky. I'll be meeting my mom tomorrow before the concert. I guess I'll let her know then, that I'm going home with her."

"You haven't told her yet?"

"No. I don't know how to. And I have to admit, I had a slight hope that Ross would change his mind and want me to stay. He hasn't talked to me for days and he hasn't come anywhere near my bunk."

"His loss." Rocky smiled.

"I think I'm gonna go to bed." I said standing up. "Big day tomorrow. I get to get rid of these things." I pointed at my stomach.

"All right. Let me help you get in your bunk."

Rocky walked over to my bunk with me and picked me up. As soon as I wrapped my arms around his neck, Ross walked back. He gave me a look that was a cross between hurt and angry.

Rocky lowered me into my bunk and Ross jumped into his. He hadn't looked at me for days now and tonight, he looked at me like that.

It's not my fault I had to get someone else to help me. I couldn't climb up alone and he knew that.

Rocky said goodnight and went to bed so I closed my curtain.

I couldn't fall asleep because of my anxiety of stitch removal tomorrow and my anger toward Ross.

Would he still offer to take me to the hospital tomorrow? Would he even care? Does he still love me? I wish I had answers.

At some point, I must have fallen asleep. The last thing I remembered was the thought of Rocky having to drive me to the hospital.

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I got up at 6am. I had to be at the hospital for 8.

I jumped off my bunk and went to get dressed. When I emerged from the bathroom, Rocky was waiting for me.

"You seriously don't have to take me. I can take the bus." I started to argue.

"I'm taking you. Ross is still asleep. I'm already up, you're not allowed to argue." He smiled.

After he was dressed, we got off the bus and into a crew car. We drove to the hospital with nothing but the radio filling the silence.

"Are you nervous?" He asked, holding the door to the hospital for me.