Unknown Number {Rocky Lynch FF// COMPLETED}

2:36 P.M.- March 11th: Mack, are you okay?

**small trigger warning; Suicide and Abortion. So if you're triggered by either of these, please be aware.***

1:55 P.M.

R🤔: Mack, are you okay?

I'm lost. My mind is clouded. He lied to me this whole time. He tried to make me see it. How could I have not seen it that night? Why couldn't I figure it out sooner? I feel a tear roll down my cheek as Rydel pulls into a rest stop. This can't be happening. R is not Rocky. Rocky is not R.

Rydel parks her car, "Mack, why don't you go to the bathroom. The boys will be here any moment. If you need to," She pauses and wipes the tear away. "You can cry. We all told him to tell you. The whole story. Everything that he had told us and that Ross claimed. Mack. . . I'm so sorry. I should have told you the first night we met."

"Rydel, i-its not your fault. It's my fault. I shouldn't have ever responded to the number. It was so obvious. But, no. I was too oblivious. I was too caught up in trying to figure it out, that I didn't watch the word play. I should have known." The boys' van pulls up beside us.

The boys start to file out, Rocky getting out on the passenger side. I open my door, giving Rydel a small wave, before I rush up to the bathroom. By the time I reach the building, tears are rolling down my face. I can't stop them. I open the bathroom door and I sniffle. There was no one else in the bathroom, but there was bound to be soon. I place my hands on the counter, looking at myself in the mirror. There is now eyeliner and mascara streaking down my face, making me look like I just went through a breakup. I take my ponytail down, running my hands through my hair. I should have know. But, what was Rydel talking about? Was there more that I didn't know? What did Ross have anything to do with this?

Rocky's POV:

I wait for my phone to go off. Two minutes later; Nothing. Four minutes later; Nothing. What was Mack doing? She read my message. Something is up. What if Rydel told her everything? Did Rydel tell her that Ross had made a bet with me? And that Mack just so happened to be the victim? We pull up next to Rydel's car, my eyes quickly finding the passenger side. Mack is sitting still, not moving. Rydel is talking to her and I can barely work out the words, "I'm so sorry."

The boys start to get out and stretch. I follow them, making Mack get out of Rydel's car. She glances at me before she takes off towards the bathroom. I find my feet moving on their own, following her into the building. My siblings call my name, but I don't stop. I don't turn around, I want to know what Mackenzie knows. I catch the whip of Mackenzie's hair as she runs into the women's bathroom. I stop, right as my hand touches the door. I press my ear against it and all I hear is crying. A hand lands on my arm, pulling me away from the bathroom. Riker drags me back outside and shoves me into the near wall.

"I thought you said you were going to tell her, you asshole!" Riker says as he hits my shoulder.

"I was going to! Sooner than later!" I respond as Rydel runs up to us.

She shoves her boyfriend out of the way, making her way over to me, "Rocky, you're a real ass. She trusted you! She knows! I didn't tell her. She did what you told her. She opened her damn eyes and she seen what was right in front of her! She doesn't know about the bet or the lies, but she will! This was horrible! I don't know why you let Ross convince you to text some random number! Rocky," She stops for a a moment, looking into the main area of the rest stop. "You're not like this. You changed. You listened to Ross. When she finds out. . . She's going to hate you. You should have told her! But, no! You wanted to wait until you were both in so deep that we all would have forgotten about what you told us! Rocky, I don't know who you turned into. Whoever it is, I hate it."