Rocky's POV
I ran upstairs and locked myself in the bathroom. I didn't want anyone to see me cry. I grabbed a razor. "Rocky don't do this" I thought. But I did it anyway. One swift movement across my arm and a burning pain shot through my arm, but it wasn't worse than the one in my heart. Then another cut then another then another. Soon enough I had about ten cuts. "Rocky stop this" I told myself. And I actually listened. I dropped the blade, washed my arm off and say on the floor and just cried. For three days.
*knock knock*
*door opens*
?????- Rocky!!!!!! Why would you do that?!?!?
Rocky-*without looking up* "h-how did you get in here?"
?????-"There's a key on top of the door!"
Rocky-*under his breath* "frick"
?????-"why would you do that to yourself???"
Rocky-"BECAUSE IT TAKES AWAY THE PAIN!!!"
?????- "WHAT PAIN?"
Rocky-"THE PAIN OF LOSING MY BROTHER!!!"
?????- "Rocky... Look up."
Rocky-" R-Ross??? ROSS YOURE OKAY????
Ross-"yes I'm okay but I'm still hurt."
Rocky-"how did you get in the house without mom and dad noticing???
Ross-"do you know what time it is?"
Rocky-"no, I've been sitting here for at least three days!"
Ross-"it's three in the morning. The entire family is asleep."
Rocky- "oh. Well we should be too."
Ross- "yeah I'm exhausted."
Rocky-"yeah me too."
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Scars
FanfictionRoss is a 28 year old man retired from the military. He is trying to find the missing piece of his puzzle, his true love. But is he looking in all the wrong places? Find out in 'Scars'!
