Beach Boy - Colby Brock Fanfiction

"Then why did you?"

Normal POV:

  The two of us I had gotten back from the store about 2 hours ago, and we still had some bags out. Nothing important thankfully, mostly just bread, crackers, and some other stuff that didn't need to be cold. I was in the kitchen eating a turkey sandwich with some chips while Andie was on a walk. I'm not too sure why that's what she decided to do but she seemed kind of upset so I didn't question it.

  Out of nowhere, I got kind of an aggressive knock on my door. Andie had left about 20 minutes ago so I just figured it was her. She knew the door was open, I don't know why she didn't just come in. Probably to annoy me. But boy oh boy was I wrong about all of that.

  "Love, you know the door is open why are you-" I stopped instantly as I opened to door. "Colby.." I breathed.

  My heart dropped as I saw him, and he sure did not look happy.

  "Uh-uhm.. hi, do you want-" he stopped me. "Yeah, can I get a Carmel, Vanilla latte with extra bullshit?"

  "Colby please, I-" he stopped me again. "You got fired? Are you kidding me?" He snaps.

  I knew this would happen one way or another. My question was, why he seemed so mad? I knew he would most likely be upset but I didn't expect this. He kind of scared me to be honest. I've always been around the happy, cheerful, pretty faced, laughing Colby. This.. this was just scary. Obviously he wasn't furious, but he definitely had some level of anger in him. If this scared me, I can't imagine what he's like when he's really mad. And I didn't want to.

  I sighed. All I could do was look at the ground, or anywhere else but him. Eye contact was never my specialty in these kinds of situations.

  "Well?" His voice grew stronger as he spoke.

  "Yes, okay I got fired.. but it- it wasn't even my fault! It was my shitty boss and those three sons of bitches." This time I managed to look him in the eyes. Not for too long, but I did. That's a step up you could say.

  "I don't care if it's your fault or not, why didn't you tell me?" He started walking closer to me to when I just kept backing up. "I- I-" I couldn't mutter out any words. I was too overwhelmed. I quickly ran behind Colby and shut the door.

  "I can't hear you." He says sternly, not taking his eyes off me. This time, it wasn't even in a nice way. I didn't want him to look at me. I wanted him to look anywhere but me. "Here, let's start with this. When did you get fired?" He ask. His arms crossed, and his eyes stayed locked on me.

  I wasn't sure if he knew when, and I didn't want to make it seem worse. Hesitantly, I answered. "2 days ago." I lied. Apparently this made the situation even worse.

  "2 days ago! Wow. Again, with the lies. Jordan you got fired a week ago."

  At this point I was shaking, and I couldn't keep my eyes off his shoes. All I saw were his shoes, and his feet slowly move closer.

  "Jordan I told you, when we started talking that day at the beach I knew you were a trustworthy person. Was I wrong about that? How many other times have you lied to me? Huh?" His tone got deeper, and louder the more he kept talking. Now I was flinching when he raised his voice to much.

"No, you can trust me." My voice was shaky and soft.

"Then why did you lie to me?" He asks, that stern tone of voice not disappearing.

I didn't reply, I couldn't. Tears were forming in my eyes, and my mouth felt sewn shut.

Next I know, I feel Colby's hand grab my jaw and pull my face up to his. We were inches apart now. I always loved when Colby touched me but this was different. I didn't want him to even be near me right now. My my breath and hands were shaky, my eyes were watering up, and my eyebrows showed I wasn't a fan of this situation.

Once Colby looked at me for a few seconds, he saw what he was doing and let go of me. I watched him back up slightly and his face soften. He seemed to observe me and what I was doing. He looked at my sad and frightened eyes, that I this time kept on him. He looked at my hands, that were obviously shaking and jittery, and my feet that were tapping on the ground anxiously.

Colby let out a sigh followed by his hair being pushed back with his hands. "Fuck, Jordan I'm so sorry." He speaks calmly. His voiced softened, and his face turned back it's normal color. He didn't seem so scary anymore. He seemed to go back to that same huggable, pretty boy I know. He sat himself down on my counter stool and held his hands together up to his lips making it look as if he were praying.

I stood in the same place as Colby sighed once more and broke the silence. "Jordan, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to come here and yell at you, and make you scared or anxious, or whatever you're feeling right now." He stops with another lengthy sigh before continuing. "I went to your job to surprise you, but you weren't there, and I asked Grayson and he told me you got fired. I don't know why I acted like this, I guess I'm just.." he thinks for a moment. "I don't even know honestly. And that's not an excuse for me coming down here and acting like this. I'm sorry, I really really am."

His apology was genuine, I could tell. His head was down and held up with both of his hands. The tips of his fingers mixed in with his dark brown hair.

I hesitated, but not for long after I decided to go over to him. I stopped right in front of him so he could see my feet. He lifted his head up and separated his hands to see me. Next thing I know we are both wrapped in each other's arms, taking in each other's warmth.

We stayed like this for what seemed like decades, when it really was only a few minutes. I didn't want to let go now. I felt safe, not scared. Feeling his hands move up and down my back made my heart jump to different planets.

Finally, I broke the silence. "I didn't want to lie."

Colby looked up at me with sadness and concern. "Then why did you?"

His voice was low and soft, even a bit shaky like mine was before. He looked hurt and I felt terrible. Instantly a tear fell slowly down my face as my lip quivered slightly.

"I-" I let out a light sigh. "I felt like I had to." I looked away from him as I said this.

Our arms were still around each other, just not pulling as tight as before. Mine were around his neck while his were around just above my waist. I felt one of Colby's hands let go and his thumb slide across my cheek, wiping the stray tear away.

"Why?"

"I didn't want you guys to worry about me. It's not your problem it's mine. No one should have to worry about it but me. I didn't want to drag my mess into your life. But, I feel terrible for lying about it and I'm sorry." I stated. "And before you ask, yes I was going to tell you. Tomorrow actually. I have an interview at Hot Topic tomorrow and I was going to tell you after that."

  Colby looked at me for a moment, shifting his eyes from left to right focusing on mine. "Jordan you don't have to lie. If you ever need help with anything even if you don't want help I'm going to help you. You're an important part of my life now and I'm not going to let you go."

  His reassuring words filled me with happiness, I could hear my heart beat fill in my ears as my stomach flipped.

  I smiled widely while facing down in embarrassment. I felt my face turn hot as my cheeks flushed a bright red. I lifted my head back up to see Colby with that cheerful smile of his. I missed it way too much.

  As I refocused on Colby's face, I kept looking at his lips then returning to his eyes after a few seconds. "So, can I help you?" He asks. I quickly pulled him back into a hug and shut my eyes still with a smile on my face. I relaxed in his arms, I felt calm now. Hopefully I didn't have to deal with Colby in the type of mood he was in again, I don't want to see that anymore.

  "Yes, you can help me." I whispered in his ear.

  His grip around me got tighter as we stayed like this for a while. He started to stroke the back of my head and run his hands through my hair until he got to the bottom to when he would then go back up. I didn't want to leave, I wanted this to last forever. Unfortunately most good things must come to an end considering Andie came back in and ruined the moment. On the bright side, at least she didn't come in during that little fight of ours.