Falling Backwards

What Have I Done?

A/N

Okay, so this is a weird author's note at the biginning of a chapter, but I wanted everyone to know that this chapter goes back in time a little bit. I'll tell you what month it is and clues as to what's going on so you'll know, but yeah, Okay here we go.

And btw is anybody else really pissed off at Rocky right now because I am. Like geez dude. That was a dick move.

Okay now here we go.

(:

Month: Early October

ROCKY'S POV

My penthouse was a wreck.

My clothes were a wreck.

I was a wreck.

I needed Alyson.

But every time I picked up the phone to tell her I was coming home, I never told her. I knew I couldn't come home. Not yet. I wasn't ready to be a father.

I started cleaning up my place for now. I needed to go back to the appartment and get more clothes and things, but Alyson was going to be there until tonight, then she'd go to dinner at my parent's house.

A knock at my door. "It's the maid. May I come in?" "Yeah, it's open." I left then. She cleaned up my mess and I went over to a friends. I came back when it was late and I had people with me. We were at a club in downtown LA and we couldn't drink, so why not come back to my place and drink privately.

There were hot girls there. There were also hot guys there. I figured I was okay because the girls and those guys would end up hooking up. I downed a couple of shots. "Hey sexy," said a girl from a couple feet away. "Hey," I sighed, "I have a girlfriend." I got up, not in my drunk or sober mind would I sleep with her. I sat down next to a girl with long dark hair. She had on tight shorts and was drinking a beer.

I grabbed one from the cooler and started chatting with her. Her name was Kelsie and she had just broken up with her boyfriend. I tried to tell her about Alyson. How I wanted to go home to her and to pull her little pregnant self into my arms and hold her. I just wanted to make her breakfast in bed and watch Saved By The Bell reruns. I wanted to kiss her and touch her and love her.

Somewhere in between 12 and 2 am people started leaving. Kelsie stayed and let me talk. I had more to drink and she had more to drink. "You know," she sighed, placing her hand on my leg. My mind raced, 'No, Alyson. I love you, I won't do anything stupid' I promised in my head. "Alyson seems great," she said. I nodded, "She is." "So, why are you here Rocky?" She asked. "I don't know, Kelsie." And I don't remember the rest.

The next thing I knew my phone was ringing and I was in bed. My head pounded and it was too bright in my room. I stumbled over. "Hello?" I yawned. "Rocky?!" It was Rydel. "Um, dude, we had rehearsal like an hour ago. Where are you?" "Rydel, calm down. I had a rough night." I said, looking around. I had only boxers on and there were cups and crap everywhere.

"Well, we left, so you're in trouble when you get yourself together." Riker said from the background. "Ugh, Okay, Riker." I sighed. "Rocky," It was Rydel again, this time she was whispering, "Hangover?" I groaned, "Yes," She laughed and whispered something. Ellington came on, "Gatorade and some toast bro. And go back to bed!" I laughed softly, "Thanks man." They said goodbye and hung up.

I went to the kitchen after having gatorade and some toast and I tried to lay down in bed. My leg hit something and it lept up. "Holy shit!" I screamed and she flew out of the covers. On the floor covered by only a blanket was Kelsie. "Kelsie?" "ROCKY!" She yelled, I shook my head, "I swear, you went home!" She looked around worriedly, "I thought I did too," She pushed her hair out of her face, "Jesus, my head," she put it down and closed her eyes.