"Slow down, Slow down. Tell me exactly what happened." Chase said to Rocky, who was on the other end of the phone.
"I can't tell you guys right now. Come and meet me in the Park." He said.
"When there's a Huge Hurricane above us? Are you sure you don't want to come to my house?"
"Who all are at your house?"
"Just me, Skye, and Marshall. You can come here if you want. Use this phones location to see where we are."
"On it." He said as he ended the call. The three looked at each other confused. What could be so important? And, how would he reach there in the rain?
Sure enough, about 5 minutes later, he showed up at the door. After they let him in, they gave him a towel to get him dry, not knowing that the water on his face was from crying.
"Hey Marshall, can you bring him some water while me and Skye have a little chat with him?"
"One glass of water, coming up!" He said as he went to the kitchen.
"So, what happened?" Chase asked.
"Before I tell you that, I gotta tell you what's been going on in my life for the past few weeks." He said, wiping a tear from his face. Chase and Skye realised that his backstory was an emotional one. Skye was quite emotionally strong, while Chase was a little bit on the emotional side. Marshall was the same. After a deep breath, and some water from Marshall, Chase spoke up.
"Go on."
"So, here's the story. I had recently lost my mom to the Tsunamis of the South, so, me and dad were on my own. We didn't have much money, and my dad lost his job, so, we were broke. He became a drug addict and used to abuse me and beat me all the time. Today, he tried to kill me, but I dodged the knife and ran outside far away. He couldn't keep up, and in a few moments, I was out of his sight. I couldn't really stop anywhere so that's why I called you, since, I didn't really know anyone else." He ended, his voice filled with sadness and grim.
Chase,Skye and Marshall were getting a little bit Teary-eyed, but they managed to hold it back.
"I-I-I don't know what to say." Chase said.
"I-I'm really sorry that happened with you bro." Said Marshall.
"That sucks."
"Yeah. Well, I've escaped now, so I'm free!" Rocky said in an excited tone.
The three were happy for him. He was finally free. He wouldn't get abused and beaten up by his own father anymore. But, there was another and possibly even bigger problem.
Where would he live now?
"Umm, so, where are you gonna settle down?" Chase asked in a worried tone.
"Oh no, you're right. I have no place to stay! I don't want to go back to him." He said, looking very distressed.
"You can stay at my house until we find you a home." Skye suggested.
"A-Are you sure your parents are gonna accept me?" He asked.
"Of course. You're essentially my little bro." She said.
"Oh Thank You Thank You THANK YOU!" He said as he hugged her. She returned the favour.
"Rocky, can you let go now?" She said, almost suffocating.
"Oh right. Sorry." He apologized, letting go.
"So, that's the housing done. If you need anything else, remember, we're always here for you." Chase said.
"Yeah. Plus, my house isn't too far from here."
Rocky looked around. The house was huge, but, he noticed something. Something odd. Like, something was missing.
"Hey guys, where are your parents? Are they like, at work or something?"
Chase and Marshall froze up.
"Umm, can you excuse us for a minute?" Chase asked nervously.
"Yeah sure."
Chase and Marshall both went to the upstairs bathroom in Chase's room and locked it from the inside.
"Should we tell them?" Marshall asked.
"Not right now."
"But why?"
"Marshall, today was emotional enough already. I don't think adding more coal to the fire is a good idea."
"Yeah. Good call. We'll tell them later, but that day will come."
"Yeah, let's just tell them that they're on vacation for a few weeks, and when teh time is right, we'll tell them everything."
"Everything?"
"Yes. Everything."
They both left the room after a while. Rocky and Skye were very skeptical at that point.
"Where had you gone?" She asked.
"I had gone to contact mom and dad, who told me that they would be coming in a week or two."
"Anyways, what do you guys wanna do now?" Rocky asked.
"It's Dinnertime." Marshall said. They looked at the clock, and sure enough, 10:46 P.M. It was quite late, and they hadn't even had dinner.
"Good call. Let's go." Chase said as they went back down to the movie room to enjoy their dinner.
"I'll have to tell them sooner or later." Chase thought in his head, but there was only one major question in his mind.
When?
