Lachlan's P.O.V.

Does anybody notice how far Rob fell? He never shows it though so I'm not suprised. I'm just shocked at how long he pulled the act.

And he's still pulling it. Why is he acting, if he knows it will hurt him even more on the inside?

"Lachlan?" Rob questioned. Snapping me out of my own dark thoughts. Turning my body so I was facing him I stared into his eyes.

"Yeah Rob?" I wondered. Curious on what he had to say that could grab my interest in such a dark situation.

"Did you, I mean do you think that..." Rob tried. Stumbling over words I caught him. Pushing him forwards and encouraging him with what he had to say.

"That what?" I asked. Cocking an eyebrow. I awaited patiently in the silence as he fought the two sides of the situation in his mind.

"That Preston survived." Rob blurted out. Tears threatened to fall from his eyes. Locking eye contact with him I watched as he quickly deteriated into nothing.

A single tear escaped each of his eyes. Slowly and heart breakingly trickling down his face.

Silence swayed between us. Shattering it I spoke up. The words left a bad taste in my mouth. As if it was curdled milk. Or something gone bad that I ate.

"I don't know Rob." I spoke up truthfully. I didn't want to crush him. But I didn't want to fill him with false hope either only to be pushed down even farther.

"Ok, thanks for being honest Lachlan." Rob replied. Rob's voice cracked as he shifted his body. His back now facing me I stared at him.

He wasn't at pure rock bottom. Not anymore anyways. Vikk is on the line. Dancing with death. Trying his hardest to win.

Rob is fighting his own fight. Jerome is staying strong for Mitch. Mitch is depending on Jerome. And what am I doing?

Moping around waiting for the one I love to wake up. For everything to turn back to normal. For everyone to become happy and full of glee.

But that only happens in impossible dreams and fairy tales. I'm no genie. I can't grant wishes. I can't do anything.

We all can't. We're just fallen soldiers. Wounded men on the battlefield that will never get the chance to fight again. To live again.

We had a chance and yet we all lost them. Except for Vikk. But he may not ever wake up. So what's the point in a chance in life when you can't use it?

No point. That's what.