The Medium; Colby Brock Fanfic

Chapter 8

ALYANA'S POV

As I try to fall asleep in Colby's arms, I struggle to rest my mind. Being with Colby helped so much, but I still couldn't fully calm down. That part of my life has been behind me for 3 years, I can't believe that it's a problem again.

I didn't want Colby to worry about me, so I slow my breathing down and loosen my body so he would think that I was asleep. I could tell that he was going to have a hard time falling asleep too. I don't really see a point to the both of us trying to force our bodies asleep, but I know if I mentioned it, Colby would insist that I got rest. Just like he did earlier. I'm so glad that he wasn't mad about everything and that he's so willing to help me.

I feel Colby's body shift from undermine. He moves his free arm up to my head to gently play with my hair. I can feel his eyes watch me as I pretend to sleep. He begins to talk to, what he thinks is, my sleeping body.

"Hey," He whispers so gently, "you don't have to be worried about a single thing, okay. I got you, forever. Goodnight, my love."

My love. I repeat it over in my mind.

Hearing this in his soft voice helps me calm down, to the point where I can finally fall asleep.

COLBY'S POV

I could tell that Alyana was having trouble sleeping even though she tried to act like she was. I knew that I wouldn't be able to get much sleep tonight either, but I also knew that she needed her rest. My mind was racing, trying to process everything. Alyana was Katherine, then she started a whole new life and became Alyana. All because of some asshole that abused her. Thinking about what he did to her makes me so angry. Rage starts to boil up in my body and I just want to hit somebody. I want to hit him. He better hope that he doesn't get to her because I will kill him on sight.

I could tell that Alyana could tell that I was wide awake too. I try and comfort her more by playing with her hair and gently talk to her.

"Hey," I whisper so gently, "you don't have to be worried about a single thing, okay. I got you, forever. Goodnight, my love."

My love. Those words flew out of my mouth without even thinking. Is she going to think that I practically told her that I loved her? No, thats not the same thing. It's way too early to tell her that, even if I think I do. I'm too scared to say it anyways. I'm not good with my feelings, at all.

Even after I was positive Alyana was asleep, I still stayed up to make sure everything was okay. I'm so paranoid right now, every little noise coming from the guys downstairs made my body tense up until I convinced myself that it was them. After laying with her for another sleepless hour, I decide to go downstairs to find something that will help me sleep. I slowly remove my arm from under her and make sure she was still asleep before I walk out of the room.

I go downstairs to see the guys sitting on the couch watching TV. All of their heads turn around to watch me walk down the stairs.

"Hey bud, how are you doing?" Sam asks pausing the TV.

"Can't fucking sleep," I groan rubbing my eye.

"How's Alyana?" He asks again.

"Asleep," I go to the medicine cabinet to look for melatonin. No luck.

"So theres a guys walking around LA looking for Alyana?" Jake asks trying to understand the situation more, but it just makes me mad.

"Yes Jake," I throw a random pill bottle out of the cabinet, "he hit her, he raped her and she ran away from him! He found her because of me and now it's my job to keep her safe! She didn't say, 'oh Colby, leave me at my house all alone, I'll be fine.' No she said, 'Colby, I need to stay with you so you can protect me.' How am I going to protect her if I can't fucking go to sleep! It's not just a guy walking around looking for her, it's a big fucking deal."

"Woah Colby, calm down," Sam stands up and rushed over to the kitchen to pick up the pills that flew everywhere.

"I'm sorry, I'm just so stressed about this," I apologize, helping Sam.

"It's okay, here take these they should help," Jake hands me two small white pills that I didn't even question before taking.

I head back upstairs to find Alyana's body slightly shifted from the way it was when I left. I slide into bed with her and wrap my arms around her. Whatever the pills were that Jake gave me, they were starting to work. Within 15 minuets, I fell asleep. Thank god.

For the next couple of days we all just stayed in the house and had pizza nights. Brennen, Kevin, Tara and Devyn would come over for them. Even surrounded by her favorite people, Alyana still didn't seem happy. She tried to tell me over and over again that it was okay for me to go out and do stuff, but there was no way that I was going to leave her alone. I know she felt like a burden, but I didn't think that at all. I tried to tell her that I truly wanted to stay there with her, but she still felt bad.

One night I even drew her a bath with bubbles and salts. I put candles around the edge of the tub and turned the lights off, but that didn't seem to help her relax. She apologized for all the trouble, but it wasn't trouble at all. I didn't mind staying in with her, I actually loved it.

I felt so bad, she's so stressed and on edge about everything. Any little noise would make her jump. She was terrified. Sam and I tried going to the police about it, but without knowing an exact description of him, it was pointless. They said they would do everything they could and if we saw him, to call imminently. The only thing we could do was wait, wait for him to show up or give up.

Finally, on the third night of staying in with Alyana, she convinced me to go to the store with Sam and Jake. They were just getting some groceries for the house, I wouldn't be gone for long. I hesitated to go, but she begged me to get out of the house.

"Corey will be here, I will be fine. I would be fine if he wasn't here. Please, just go with them," She begged as Sam started the car.

"Okay, but you call me if anything happens," I annunciated the anything. I still questioned myself if I should go. 

"I will, now go," She said practically shoving me out the door. She just wants me to do something.

"I won't be gone longer than an hour," I yell out the window as Sam drives away.

"She'll be fine," Sam reassures me and I pray that he's right.

What are the odds that he'll find her there, tonight. 

As we're in the grocery store I find myself looking over my shoulder at every noise behind me. My mind goes wild. What if he's here and he finds me and follows us to our house? What if he finds her?

"Brother, the blue Doritos are so much better than the red, can we get the blue?" Jake and Sam fight over which bag of chips to get.

"Guys just get both so we can get out of here," I snap.

Jake looks at me weird before throwing both bags in the cart. I know I have been really short with them recently, but I feel like they're not taking it seriously. This is serious, right? I'm not over reacting, right?

Going to the next aisle over to the cereal, my phone goes off. I stop in between aisles to pull my phone out and look at it. I open my phone to a text from Alyana.

Alyana: here

I read it over and over again, making sure that I was reading it right. My heart dropped and I ran to get the guys.

"We have to leave now!" I yell running up to them.

"What?" Sam says looking at me confused.

"He's there," I yell louder and out of breath.

"Who's where?" Jake looked at me weird.

"Nick is at the house."