The Lights (A Rocky Lynch Story)

Chapter 25

Mary's POV

I just stood there. Everything was in slow motion. I couldn't move, I was frozen. That wasn't Rayne. Then who was it? Riker dragged me out into the kitchen.

"Mary, I'm sorry but you should probably go now." he said.

"I understand. I hope your brother will be better." I looked back over at Rocky. This was killing me. I wanted to go tell him I was fine. That everything was going to be okay. I walked out the door and over to my house. I shut the door and went over to the couch. Who was the person dead? I cried, what have I done? I eventually feel asleep.

FEW HOURS LATER

I woke up. My eyes were dried out and puffy I looked in the mirror. I looked horrible. I washed my face off, brushed my hair and went back over to the Lynches house. I knocked. Nothing. I heard nothing. I opened the door and walked in. I looked around, not seeing anything I went upstairs. I heard crying from the bathroom. I knocked.

"Hello?" I said softly.

"Go away!" it was Rocky.

"Rocky it's me. Mary. I wanted to see how you are."

"Just go away." he sounded defeated.

I tried to open the door. It was locked I started trying to get in.

"She's gone... and I can be with her again. Only way..." he was mumbling something. But I knew to well.

"Rocky, don't. Listen to me. Don't. Let me in." I was desperate. The sound stopped. I kicked the door down. Rocky lay there. His wrist cut deep.

"Oh God... Rocky!" I rushed over.

"No, no, no...." I listened for a heartbeat it was faint. I took towels and wrapped them around his wrists. He was losing a lot of blood. I got bandages, gauze and other first aid stuff. I quickly wiped his arms with a cloth, washed the blood off and wrapped the gauze around them. Color returned to his face. my shirt and jeans were covered with his blood. I washed my hands. I sat beside him and took his hand.

"You stupid son of a bitch. Why did you do this? I'm still here. I still love you. I'm doing this to protect you...:" my voice kept cracking till I finally burst into tears. My head laid lightly on his chest. After about an hour. I got up and left. I didn't want to be here when the others got home.

Once I got over to my house and went inside. My mind, soul, hell my everything hurt. I looked back down at the cast and sighed. the last reminder of her. of Rayne.

I went upstairs changed into pj's went back downstairs and I slept on the couch.

Tonight the nightmares were Hell itself.