Rocky's POV
Why? Why am I the one to always suffer? Chase was already hard to forget. Now Everest. I just want to end my suffering. I want it to all just go away. But life doesn't work like that.

Only death does.

I had to calm down. At this rate, I'd start to drown myself in my own tears.

I make my way towards the cliff. But it just wasn't the same. Grey clouds were forming around the stratosphere, completely plunging the sun into an eternal darkness.

Maybe I should go for a walk. That'll fix me. I hope.

I walk past Marshall's puphouse and notice something that ressembles a copy. Hm, he might of dropped it.

I start to read it.

Dear Everest,
Ever since I met you
I felt so disgusted and sick
You smell like poo, too
I'd rather suck my own dick

I don't know what I would do
If I had to spend a day with you
I'd probably try to run
Away from your ugly face
~Rocky

Suddenly I felt someone snatch the page out of my hand. "Gimme that!" snarled Marshall.

Marshall. I felt the rage ascend in my body. "You wrote that letter."

Marshall pushes me to the ground and smirks. "Yeah, so?"

Suddenly, all my sadness turned into anger. All along, Marshall was the only one that always seemed to laugh at my expenses. He continuously made my life miserable.

I get back up. "Why."

He tries to shove me again, but I avoid it. He doesn't say anything. He just continues to breathe heavily.

I've had it. Taking all my anger, I pounce on him. "Fuck you," he spat out.

I scream in his face and pull him by the collar. "WHY?! WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME?!"

Suddenly, two figures walk in the room. Ryder and Everest. Ryder separated Marshall and I. "Marshall, are you okay?" he asked.

Then Ryder turned towards me. "Rocky, that is not the behaviour of a Paw Patrol member."

I try to protest. "I, I- Marshall di-"

Ryder cut me off, furious. "Rocky, I've had enough of this fighting! I'm cutting you off the team!"

Marshall's POV
I'd never seen Ryder so angry in my entire life. Usually, he's the calm, collected type. But now, he was very mad.

Rocky took off his collar. He didn't say a word. He just started to cry. He was about to say something, but he stopped himself. Then he ran off.

I see Everest approach me. "What did you do to him?" she growled.

"Nothing," I say.

Chase's POV
The red cross. I reached the hospital. I go to the front desk. I explain the situation to her.

"Yeah, go to the end of the left corridor and turn right."

Without having time to say thanks, I run to the end of the left corridor, and turn right.

Exit.

That was the exit.

I turn back. I see a couple guards patrolling, so I quickly enter a patient room. I hide behind the curtains. Then I see her.

Skye was on her bed, lifeless. I check her pulse. She's alive. Tears of joy ran down my cheeks. She's alive, she's alive, she's alive!
I give her a huge hug. This is the best day of my life.

Suddenly, the doors swing open. I hide under the bed. Two guards walk in, both holding flashlights in one hand, and holding a walkie-talkie in the other. As they searched, I creptfully snuck out of the room, unnoticed, and exited the hospital.

Without even thinking, I run back to Lookout. When I arrive, Ryder is the first one I see. He was throwing pebbles at the ground.

"What's wrong, Ryder sir?"

Ryder's face slightly lightened up, but dimmed back down. "I, Katie, I. . ."

The words wouldn't come out of his mouth. "Hey, it's okay," I say, trying to make him feel better.

Ryder tries to smile. "S-So, how is Skye?"

I tell him the good news. He was surprisingly happy after I told him. I wanted to tell Rocky next.

"Where's Rocky?" I ask Ryder.

"Oh, he's off the team," he replies dryly.

Off the team?

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