𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐗: 𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞

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Rocky's Point of View

I sat at the kitchen table, staring blankly at the wall. My head was pounding and my stomach was churning. I had been drinking all day, trying to numb the pain, but it was no use. The memories were still there, haunting me. I saw their faces again. My parents. They were lying on the ground, cold and lifeless. Their blood was pooling around them. I could hear their screams in my head, over and over again. I closed my eyes and tried to block out the memories, but it was no use. They were always there, lurking in the back of my mind. I took a swig of my drink and tried to calm myself down. But it was no use. I was too angry, too scared, too sad. I heard the door open and close, but I didn't pay it any attention. I was too lost in my own thoughts.

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and saw Reena standing there. She was wearing a towel around her hair and her eyes were wide with concern.

"Rocky," she said. "What's wrong?"

I shook my head. "Nothing," I lied.

"I don't believe you," she said. "You're crying. You know you don't need to be this tough every time you can speak to me"

I wiped my eyes and tried to hide my tears. "I'm fine," I said. "Just leave me alone."

But she refused to leave. She sat down next to me and put her arm around me.

"Rocky," she said. "You can talk to me."

I hesitated for a moment, then I started to talk. I told her about my parents, about the night they were killed, about the nightmares I had been having. She listened patiently, never interrupting. When I was finished, she gave me a hug.

"I'm so sorry," she said.

I didn't say anything. I just hugged her back.I knew that she didn't love me. She had told me so many times before. But she was the only person who had ever listened to me, the only person who had ever cared about me. I held her close, feeling safe and loved for the first time in a long time. But I knew that it couldn't last. She would eventually get tired of me, and she would leave. Just like everyone else. But until then, I would cherish every moment with her.

Reena's Point of View

I came out of the bathroom and saw Rocky sitting at the kitchen table. He was staring blankly at the wall, and his eyes were bloodshot. I could tell that he had been drinking.

"Rocky," I said. "What's wrong?"

He didn't answer. He just kept staring at the wall.

I walked over to him and put my hand on his shoulder. "Rocky," I said. "Talk to me."

He looked up at me and his eyes filled with tears. "I'm scared," he said. "I'm so scared."

I sat down next to him and put my arm around him. "What's wrong?" I asked.

He took a deep breath and started to talk. He told me about his parents, about the night they were killed, about the nightmares he had been having. I listened patiently, never interrupting. When he was finished, I gave him a hug.

"I'm so sorry," I said.

I knew that Rocky was a dangerous man, but I couldn't help but feel sorry for him. He had been through so much in his life.

"I'm here for you," I said. "No matter what."

He looked up at me and smiled weakly. "Thank you," he said.

I knew that Rocky loved me, but I didn't love him back. I was afraid of him. I was afraid of his world. But I couldn't help but care about him. I held him close, feeling conflicted. I didn't know what the future held for us, but I knew that I would be there for him, no matter what.

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