Saved • A Colby Brock fanfic•

Part 17

We still in Kia's POV babyyyyy

*fuck fuck fuck. What did I just do?* my mind was racing. One part of me was telling me to go show Sam and Colby and the other telling me to make more. I really wanted to make more, but the blood was running down my thigh so quickly. I'll just do one more and show them, okay? I need to stop talking to myself. I make one more and re situate my skirt. I unlock the door and walk out slowly, blood still running down my thigh.

"Sam..?" I quietly spoke, he looked at me and his eyes widened. I feel like I'm shrinking, I feel small and vulnerable. I did something I promised I wouldn't do again. I fucked up again.
"Why?" I heard him speak but I wasn't listening. I was lost in my thoughts, staring at my feet. I could feel my knees buckling. I could feel my eyes filling with tears.

I fell to my knees with a loud thud. Blood now on the carpet and Colby running down the hallway to see what happened. I broke down crying because I remember promising Colby I wouldn't cut again. My skirt lifted up, revealing all my scars and cuts. Colby rushed to me, engulfing me in a hug.

"Kia sweetie, what happened?" Colby spoke in a soothing tone. I tried to form words but i couldnt process anything, so i started to trace what i was thinking on his back with ny finger. I slowly traced: Brennen. He froze. And... I black out. (i couldnt think of anything, sorry)

2 hours later

I slowly wake up, pain shooting straight to my thighs. "Owwww- fuck," I whisper to myself. I open my eyes partially and realize im not in my room. I curse under my breath. I try rolling over but I feel arms around my waist. I couldnt figure out who it was by the figure so i moved my hands to theirs and felt multiple cold rings. Just as i was about to say something, Colby pulled me closer to him by my waist, which practically made me grind on him.

"Good afternoon princess," Colby said in a low voice which sent shivers down my back. I groan.
"What time is it?" I ask as I hide my face in his pillow, smelling his cologne. I smile because of it, his scent makes me happy. He checks his phone.
"It's 2:37 kitty," he responded. My eyes roll back a bit from the old nickname. His grip becomes stronger when I try to get loose again, nit strong enough to hurt me though. He pulls me back, me grinding on him again. If he gets a fucking boner it isnt my fault. He starts rocking his hips a bit, groaning as he does so.
"Colby.. Stop," I quickly spit quickly spit out, but I kinda want this. He didn't stop. He kept pulling me against him. His soft groans are addicting. "Colby.. Mmm- please.." I whisper, turning my head to face him. His eyes were closed and his mouth was open just a little bit.

I reach my arm around and put my hand on his cheek. He barely opens his eyes and stares into mine. Moving his face closer to mine he places his lips on mine softly. My breath hitches, I wasn't expecting that. His hand accidentally slips to my thigh, gripping it. I wince in pain.