Dear Rocky (Rocky FanFic #Wattys2015)

Letter Seventeen

Dear Rocky,

Hey. . . Savannah and I just had gotten back from our 3 tour dates, and whats the first thing we come home too? Your death.

I actually can't beleive you went through with it. I thought all of those times you called me, crying, saying that you had enough, I thought that was the end. I was wrong. . . You ended right after we left New York City. Right after 9/11. Where you trying to leave a sign?

I'm utterly heartbroken. As soon as we got home, Savannah decided to facetime Rydel, so I joined in. When Rydel's upset, sad, crying face came onto Savannah's phone, we all knew that something was wrong. As she saw us, she smiled slightly and then asked quietly, "Do you know?"

Savannah and I being completely clueless, we had no idea. Savannah responded for us, not knowing what the cold, hard truth was going to be. I looked at Savannah and she looked at me.

"Rocky killed himself . . . 4 months ago. . ." Rydel chocked out, as more tears started falling.

Savannah gasped, before letting tears escape her eyes. I pulled her into my chest and let her cry on my shirt. I felt my own tears coming, so I let them. Rydel sniffled.

"H-He really did it?" I remember chocking out as I looked at Rydel.

Ross had come into the room, glancing at the screen. The bags underneath his eyes, proved that he's had a lack of sleep. They proved that he has something on his mind, but we don't know what. Finally, he sat down next to Rydel. He hugged his older sister, as she started to cry harder. The rest of Lynches joined the screen, Ryland smiling when he saw me, but it dropped when he saw me crying. Stormie invited us over and told us that we could stay for a while too.

Savannah shot out of my lap, quickly packing. I said goodbye, before going to my room.

Once we got to your house, to avoid the sadness, I bolted up to your room. I opened the door, only to see Courteny and Ross staring at a plane ticket. Ross turns around, his face red from crying. I walked over to him and hugged him. He pushed the plane ticket into my hands. We took it downstairs and told your family. It was heartbreaking, watching Stormie start crying.

A plane ticket to Britain. London, England. You were planning on going there. If you really didn't kill yourself, would you have gone there? It would make sense, but they already found your body. Its too late to think about any of this. Why? Answer me. Why?

Love,

Brandon (Hudson)

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EXCUSE ME WHILE I SOB MY EYES OUT. I CAN'T HANDLE THIS PAIN. ONLY A FEW MORE LETTERS UNTIL THE LAST LETTER. I CAN'T BELEIVE I'M ALMOST DONE WRITING IT. I JUST CAN'T. . . . THE PICTURE AT THE TOP DOESN'T HELP. I'M SORRY... ITS KIND OF TRUE. I CAN'T.

AFTER THIS, SHOULD IT BE LIKE THE AFTER MATH, AS A BOOK? YEAH. I THINK SO. AND DEAR ROCKY WILL BE- NO, I MUST NOT SPOIL THE END! I AM A BAD PERSON IF I DO. I'M SORRY IF YOU CRIED OR TEARED UP AT ALL!!

Love you guys. . . I'm sorry. ☺ Happy brithday if today is your birthday!! Lots of love too.

~Rydel's Babe