Rocco's POV
You know that feeling you get when you just want to crawl into a hole and never be seen again?
That's how I feel right now.
I'm on a bus at around 2am. I'm alone and I'm only 17.
There's only around 6 other people here, half of them are drunk and the other half are asleep.
And then there's me.
I have a backpack loosely strung over my shoulder and a small duffel bag on the floor by my feet.
I haven't showered in around 4 days because my dad wouldn't let me and I have a huge bruise on the side of my face.
"You okay, kid?" Someone asks sitting beside me.
I don't know how to respond.
Am I okay? No. Do I tell a stranger that?
"Where're you heading?" She asks.
"My cousins house." I whisper quietly still not looking up.
"Okay." Is all she says before getting up and leaving to the back of the bus.
I end up falling into an uncomfortable sleep.
I jolt awake when the bus stops.
"Anyone getting off here?" The bus driver hollers.
I quickly stumble to my feet, grabbing my stuff.
"Have a nice day!" He says driving off as soon as I step out.
Great, it's raining and my cousin lives 3 blocks from here.
Drenched, shivering, exhausted and starving I knock on the unfamiliar door.
The door opens quickly and I'm pulled into a tight hug.
"Rocco!" Ben says pulling me in and closing the door behind us.
"Down the hall, 3rd door on the left. Clean up. Shower. I'll make us something to eat."
And that was the beginning of something... Beautiful? Awful? Definitely interesting.
This story totally isn't about two guys at my school who aren't gay or dating but me and my friends ship them like crazy.
~Ellie
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FanfictionRocco lived with his abusive dad for years before he finally got the courage to take a bus and move in with his alcoholic older cousin. Jak has lived with his mom for his entire life and never moved after his dad died when he was little. Jak falls...
