Status *Re-written*

Chapter 28

Bella soon went back into Prodigy's room, while Zoe and Roc left Princeton and Jacob in the room to gain composure. Zoe was elsewhere still thinking about who could of outed Princeton. She laid on the island in the kitchen shaking her head. "What are we gonna do, Roc?" asked Zoe. Roc came over to her and rubbed her shoulders, "We can't do anything,"

"Well we have to try,"

"What can we try? Prince and Jacob are outed. We can't undo it,"

"But we-"

"Zoe!" he grabbed the sides of her face, "There is nothing we can do. They can either deny it and continue being undercover or they can just own up to it. There's nothing we can do Zoe,"

She looked into his eyes as if they were going to contradict what his mouth had said, they spoke the same words. She laid her head on his chest. "It's not our problem in the first place, Zoe. Don't stress yourself out over it,"

"I can't help but stress out over it, he's my best friend,"

Roc rolled his eyes, "I know Zoe, you make that clear every chance you get,"

"Well he is, Roc," she said while crossing her arm, "and that's all we will ever be,"

Roc smacked his lips and went into the living room, Zoe followed. She called after him, "Roc. Roc. Roc!" He sat on the couch and reached for the remote, Zoe smacked him on the hand. "Roc! What is your problem?" He nudge her out the way and grabbed the remote. "Roc! Seriously? I thought we were over this,"

"I thought we were too, but I guess not since you're so hyped up on him being outed,"

"Because it's a big deal! This is his personal life for everyone to see!"

"So what! It's been like that since we were born! Now it's a big deal because everyone knows he's gay? Please!"

"Why are you so jealous, Roc? He's your brother!"

"Which is why you shouldn't be so obsessed with him! You're my girl, not his!"

"Who said I was his? Roc, I've always liked you. You and only you!"

Roc looked away from her, "You only liked me because you couldn't get Prince,"

Zoe gasped, "What?"

Roc stood up and looked down at Zoe, "It's true. You know it's true. You knew Prince was gay before everybody. You couldn't get to him so you come to me,"

"You know that's a lie! Roc, baby..."

"Don't! Just don't! You know it's true, Zoe!"

"It's not, Roc,"

He looked away from her. Zoe's eyes filled with tears as she looked up at him. "Roc," she said holding back tears, "I'm going to leave. I'll come back tomorrow, and when I do I hope you've calmed down. Okay?"

"Whatever," he said, and headed upstairs. Zoe watched in disbelief as he went up the stairs. Tears streamed down her face with no effort and left out of the mansion. Roc closed the door and laid his head on it while slowly inhaling and exhaling. I told you she never liked you, he said to himself, You worthless unwanted sorry excuse of a person! You really thought she wanted you? Ha! He cried drastically to himself, it was so uncontrollable. God. Why are you here? You should have died a long time ago, Roc. "I should have," he said out loud, "I should have died. I shouldn't be here," He banged on the door with rage, "I SHOULDN'T BE HERE!" he yelled. So what are you going to do about it, huh? Roc went into his bathroom still in a roaring rage and punched the mirror. He didn't feel the tiny pieces of glass in his skin, he wasn't shocked by the blood, his only focus was on the broken piece of glass laying in the sink. There was a knock at his door, "Roc?" said Princeton's voice on the other side of the door. Look at you. You don't even have the guts to kill yourself. Pathetic! "Roc, are you okay?" said Princeton's concern voice. You can't do it! he mocked in his head. "Yes I can," he said out loud, "I just don't want to,"

No you can't! You would of done it by now. Coward!

"Roc? What was that noise?"

Just admit it. You couldn't do it.

The locked door knob started to jiggle, "Roc, unlock the door!"

You. Can't. Do. It. You. Can't. Do. It. You. Can't. Do. It.

Prince was now banging on the door, "ROC! ROC! ROC!"

You.... can't .... do.....

"YES I CAN!" yelled Roc. He picked up the glass and sliced his wrist five times. Princeton yelling and banging in the background as he sat on the floor waiting to die. Congrats. You did it. The view of the bathroom faded away. Three remaining tears fell down his face, "I did it," he said sheepishly. There was a loud boom and a blurry view of a person that grabbed his face, the words the figure was saying were not understandable to Roc but he responded, "I finally did it," and everything went black.