My fake boyfriend| Colby brock| smut & fluff| drama|

Chapter 6

Chapter song: mad hatter by Melanie Martinez

"Can I help you?" I raise my right eyebrow. "Uh I just wanted to see if you were okay, you know after what hap-" I interrupted Colby. "Yeah. I'm fine." I rest my head back down.

"Think you can lend me some weed?" I hear a soft whisper. I take my head from my arms. "How'd you know?" I whisper. "I can smell you." He chuckles a bit.

"Shit" I groan throwing my head back. "Yeah, got money?" I whisper.

"Excuse me! Mr. Brock and mrs. May am I interrupting your conversation." The teacher yells turning from the board.

"Yeah, kind of." I laugh. The teacher rolls his eye fed up with my crap. "I'll shut up, my fault." I say. Colby turns towards the front when I see his hand reach under my table, with 40$ in it. I reach into my bag, pulling out a small container. I put it in his hand as I take the money.

"Thanks" I hear him whisper. I smile, looking down at my desk.

Wait.. did I just smile at Colby Brock?!

I ignore my thinking picking up my bag, getting ready for the bell to ring. The bell finally ring and I walked out of the classroom heading to my next class.

Eventually lunch came around. I grab my food and sat down next to Emily. "So you and Colby?" Emily smirked. "Huh?" I looked at her, biting my sandwich. "I saw you and him smiling at each other." She smiled at me.

"No I-" I was interrupted, Colby and Jake had sat down at our table. "Hey Jake." Emily smiles kissing his cheek. "Sorry, colby wanted to sit here today." Jake said putting his arm around Emily. "It's okay babe." Emily smirks at me.

I flick her off. "Oh katie, sorry about what happened, Sams a jerk, you didn't deserve that." Jake said taking a big bite of his food. "Maybe i did, and it's not like we were dating." I look down at my food taking a bite. Colby looks up at me with an innocent look in his eyes.

"That doesn't matter, dating or not. He played you." Colby says. I think about it taking another bite of my food. "If you put it that way I guess" I ball up a napkin. "So em, did you do mr. Sniders work?" I ask, Emily rolls her eyes and hands me a paper. "Thanks love" I smile folding it and putting it in my pocket. "You know your the only reason I'm still in this hell hole." I smile at Emily. "Katie, don't get me so emotional, you know that turns me on when you do that." She winks at me, and we both laugh.

I catch Colbys eye as he watches, examining our table. "Oh Emily, do you have concealer?" I ask. She looks at me, raising one eyebrow. "Hickeys, I'm surprised my mom hasn't seen them yet." I giggle a bit. She laughs and hands me a small bottle. "Thanks"

The bell then rings. I go to my next class, boringly  waiting for the end of the day to come.

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The dismissal bell rang and I ran out of that classroom to my locker. I opened it grabbing the skateboard and my other bag. "Hey" I hear a voice I turn around and see Colby. "Here" he hands me a paper, to then just keep walking. "Wha-" I stutter. I put the paper in my pocket and walk out the school. I get on my skateboard and began riding back home.

On the way home a familiar car pulls up slowly beside me. "Hey Kate!" I hear Emily's voice. "Hey." I stop skateboarding. "Hop in" she smiles unlocking the back door. I hop in the back setting the board next to me.

"Is that mine?" Jake asked. "Uh...no." I smile cheekily. I then remembered the paper Colby gave me. I take it out of my pocket, unfolding it.

Meet me at the park at 9:00 pm. Don't be late.

,Colby

I raise an eyebrow. "Hey any reason to why Colby wants me to meet him at the park at 9?" I ask. "To fuck him obvi." Emily laughs.

"Emily I'm being serious." I look at her through the mirror. "And so was I. Or maybe he wants a blowie." Emily giggles. I roll my eyes. "Your no help. Jake, is he gonna murder me?"

"Nah, you'll be good, probably just wants someone to talk to." Jake laughs.

"So should I go?" I ask. "Yes! Hell if I were to get murder by someone I'd rather it be Colby than a rando." Emily laughs pulling into my driveway. "Your seriously no help, I'll think about it." I smile getting out the car. "Love you" I smile flicking her off as she pulls out my driveway waving me bye to then lead to a middle finger. I laugh walking into my house.

I look up and see my mom. She has a stern face crossing your arms. "Really. Smoking weed agian, and vaping!" She laughs, not in a good way. I walk past her setting my bag on the counter.

"I don't what you talking about." I laugh. "Oh you don't" she slams 3 vapes, a weed pen, and a small bag of weed on the counter. "Mom I-" I look at her.

"Shut up Kathryn!" She yells at me. "Katie" I mumble. "Excuse me!" She grabs my face. I shove her hand off. "I said it's Katie, don't call me Kathryn." I yell.

"You know ever since your dad left you've been a real bitch Kathryn grace may! You know your dad leaving was because of you." My mom yells at me, pointing at me.

"Wh- what did you just call me" my eyes began watering. My mom stops, coming to give me a hug. "Get off me you bipolar asshole!" I yell at her.

"I smoke and drink not because of dad but because of you! You seem perfect, turn into someone else when my friends are around but as soon as they leave,  everything is my fault! My fvcking fault! Always has been, ever thought for one moment that your the reason dad left." I yell as tears fall down my face.

I then felt a sting across my face. I place my hand on my face, my tears stinging the blisters. "What the hell is wrong with you. Your not my mother, at least the one I thought you were" I grab the weed and vapes off the counter as well as my bag.

"Don't ever call me Kathryn got it." I say sternly wiping the tears from my eyes. "Katie, please I'm sorry" my mom try's to grab my right arm.

"No, get the fvck off me" I roll my eyes running up the steps, I run into my room and slam the door locking it behind me. I throw my bag, sliding down the door. I take my weed pen. Hitting it closing my eyes as I inhaled, blowing out the smoke.

Tears began running down my face. Stinging on the way down. I put my hand over my mouth trying to stop myself from crying.

I bite down on my fist.

Shit...
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