tears (a colby brock fanfic)

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TRIGGER WARNING! cursing, alcohol, divorce, suicide, mention of depression, anxiety antics, significant others cheating, fighting and alcoholism mentioned! this will be the only warning from here to the end of the book! 

buzz, buzz, buzz, i opened my eyes turning towards the object making the noise, i picked it up too see a missed phone call, i threaded my eyebrows together and swiped right on it making my phone light up, dialing unknown number. "CAMRYN MOTHERFUCKING DREWS!" the voice sounded through the speaker, i moved the phone away from my ear making a tight face, "may i ask who this is?" i spoke quieter than the voice, second guessing if she heard it, "IT'S KAT!" she yelled again, i heard music in the background, was she drunk? "katrina stuart?" i questioned, "yessss! cam, you don't have my number saved?" she questioned back, her words slurring, "we haven't talked in years," i chuckled, "i'm still offended, i miss youuuu" my old best friend spoke, "i miss you more," i smiled, an old bickering we used to have with each other, "your mom told me you moved to cali, why did you never tell me?" i heard the joking in her voice, "we weren't talking," i shrugged, she couldn't see me, but i could tell she knew i shrugged, "still, i care about your achievements, thats a huge one," she spoke, i could hear the smile, "yeah yeah," i spoke, "not yeah yeah, we need to catch up sometime," she slurred, i had almost forgotten she was drunk and at a party, "yeah for sure," i smiled knowing she wouldn't remember this tomorrow, but i would, "tomorrow? lunch at in and out on venice, noon?" she spoke through the speaker, "yeah," i smiled, "i'll see you then!" she cheered, "yeah see you," i hung up. i looked at the time, 2:43am, she won't remember. 

opening my eyes i looked around my room, the light was slightly shinning through the curtains, and chubs was laying on the end of my bed snoring, as always, i smiled towards my hunk of a dog and got up, looking at the time, 10am. giving me 2 hours till i meet kat, if she remembers, if not it'll be okay. i slipped on some ripped jeans, a hoodie and my vans, leaving my hair in messy dutch braids, i grabbed the stuff i would need and said my goodbyes to chubs, ordering an uber on the lift down. 

i waited maybe 5 minutes before my uber finally arrived, looking at the time, 11:43am. scrolling through twitter to pass the time, i answered some dm's. like kat, i also make music, and i have heard all of her songs. though i would never share mine, i'm happy for her. it was then i realized we had stopped, we were here. i looked up and the guy was looking at me through the review mirror, "sorry, thank you," i smiled before getting out, i nervously walked inside the building looking around, spotting the blue haired girl sitting by herself. i made my way over as she looked up, "cam!" she smiled huge pulling me into a tight hug, "hi kat," i spoke softly, she released me and took her seat again, me taking the one across from her, "what have you been up too?" she started making conversation, "i've seen your youtube videos, you go exploring by yourself? i could never," she added, "it's really calming, i mean sometimes scary, but you get used to it," i shrugged, "do you still write?" she asked looking at me, "sometimes, here and there." i smiled nervously, "do you have anything new?" "yeah, i'm actually working on a song right now," i spoke becoming more comfortable, it wasn't that i was uncomfortable around kat, it's just we haven't seen each other in so long, "you'll have to show me sometime," she smiled, so she wanted to hang again? "yeah," i smiled releasing a breath i didn't know i was holding, "how's your dad?" i asked, "he's good, he misses you," she spoke, "yours?" she added, "not too good.." i spoke biting the inside of my cheek, a habit i picked up not too long ago, "he's gotten worse?" she gave me a sympathetic look, "him and my mom split up, he lives in florida now," i answered, "really?" she spoke surprised, "yeah, he kept drinking, so mom gave him a decision, to leave or stay and watch oaklynn grow up.. and well.. he didn't chose oaklynn." i looked down, thinking of my little sister who was now 10. we were exactly 11 years apart, her birthday being the day after mine. ironic, i know. "how is oak? she was like what 5 or 6 last time i seen her?" she smiled, "6." i answered smiling a bit, it seems dumb, but i remember that day more then most. that was the day before mine and kat's life changed. "she's good, mouthy but good." i spoke, "she's always been mouthy," kat joked back, "yeah," i chuckled a bit;

and that was it, everyday after that we talked nonstop, face timing every chance we could get, hanging out everyday. after spending 4 years of not talking, it was like we had never stopped. but that's not my love story, it's the beginning, we're actually about to get to the good part now, might wanna buckle up it's a rough ride. 

he was in the kitchen, he had been since we got here. laughing along with a boy who kat had called her boyfriend and a taller boy who had red at the the front of his hair. me and kat were in our own conversation, almost like we always are, "so did your dad call for either of your birthdays?" she asked, it had been 2 days since oak's birthday, 3 since mine, i did what i do every year i sleep, birthdays aren't my favorite thing i don't understand why one person only gets one day to be appreciated and loved. the whole days about them and what could make them happy, well you know what would make me happy? being fucking loved. "he didn't call for mine, but he called for oak's." i smiled softly, it wasn't a new thing to just occur, oak was my dad's angel, always has been. my moms sudden fascination with her came out of no where, i had no anger to my younger sister, she was 11 years younger then me, and she's the sweetest kid you could ever meet. "your dad called me though, so it made up for it," I smiled changing to a more lighter subject, "he always counted you as his un-biological daughter," she joked, "you're right," i laughed; 

kat and the boy, who i learned was named sam, had embarked on their own conversation, leaving me scrolling through twitter and drinking my very alcoholic fruity drink. "hey," i looked up at the sudden noise, seeing him standing in front of me. "h-hey," i stuttered shortly putting the phone into my back pocket, "i'm colby," he flashed a smile, so that was his name.. i felt myself captivated for a moment before looking away, "i'm camryn." i smiled back, "that's a nice name, how long have you known kat?" he questioned taking a drink of the red cup in his hand, "ever since i was 2, we had a 4 year break there for a minute but other then that, all our lives basically" i shrugged, me and kat had always been together when we were younger, people used to call us twins, wherever one was the other was near. cheesy, again, i know, but that was how it was. "oh nice, she hasn't really ever mentioned you before the past couple of weeks," he spoke, "yeah our fallout was pretty huge," i spoke remembering; 

"are you serious?" i could feel my heart break, everything was numb, "c-camryn.." she spoke jumping up taking the sheet with her covering herself, i looked between her and the boy who held my heart, "y-you.. you heard me cry endless amount of nights about how everyone kept telling me he was seeing some other girl, you told me that he wasn't worth it.. you.. you," i couldn't think, my breathing was becoming uneven, "camryn.." she stepped closer, "don't get near me." i managed to spit out, "camryn.. please.. i didn't mean too, i fell in love," she cried out, she was crying? "oh, so because you fell in love with MY boyfriend it's suppose to be okay?" i didn't realize until now that i was crying, "i-it's not like that," she sobbed, "it is like that though, it is. you held me while i was crying my heart out on the floor, i wanted to end my life, i thought that it was the end for me, and you held me saying that the girl he was cheating on me with was probably some ugly skank and neither of them deserved my tears or the satisfaction of me leaving," i cried out, before she could say anything else i found myself walking out and down the steps of my house. the halls and staircase being full of our friends and acquaintances from school. 

"i'm not the type of person to give up on someone. yes, sometimes i get really mad and upset so i need a minute to cool off but i'll never abandon you. i don't leave people. and i think that's why it always hurts so bad when people leave me. because i can't fathom leaving you." -but you made leaving me seem so effortless

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hi thank you for reading! this is my first book, and i'm still learning so be patient with me. i hoped you liked it so far! next chapter is in colby's point of view!