Discontinued🚫 // this seems to familiar. || Colby Brock x Reader

It. Chpt1

|| Y/n: your name || TW for cussing!<3

A/N(authors note): This is my "first" story, well first one on wattpad at least and not some lined paper, I hope you enjoy, I'm trying my hardest not to make it boring but Idk how to start a story tho so... again tho..ENJOY.

It was some basic ole' day, sniffing flowers and letting them pet your hand as you walk out palm wide open, the great fresh air of the sea.

Y/N: it's so lonely but so lovely..

You took the smell in and almost automatically falling in love with your new home near the beach. As your mind wondered through so so many ideas and thoughts the only one catching your mind was the fact that this is now your life, still in school though. You jump up and down remembering how you left your old friends and family back behind which happened to be horrible people. You just want to scream out of happiness.

Y/N: EEEEEEEPPP!!

You scream really really loud, hoping no one was around to hear it. You tell yourself you should probably get home since your at most 3  hours away. You melt with anger picking yourself apart from letting yourself wonder so far away, somewhat late again.

Fuc.k fuc.k fuc.k

Is all you can say out loud in your head, you need to keep reminding yourself everyday that it isn't safe, you turn around really quickly that you almost pass out from it but you laugh it off. You think about what you are going to do when you get home, scroll on Tiktok? Instagram? Watch Sam and Colby? Maybe answer snaps since you haven't opened them this week. You normally open them once or twice a month since you have no motivation for it.

Y/N: I'm so dumb! What if one of your friends died and your other friend is telling you about it and you ignored it?

You tap your chin as your pace of walking slows down a lot, until you come to a complete stop remembering you don't have actual friends though you might have cared for at least one or two but you shove it off your shoulder since it's whatever. 

2 hours and 38 minutes later

You crack your middle finger with your thumb yelling at yourself for the long walk, you should have drove but you also tell yourself to stop complaining because you know you don't have motivation for that bullsh1t either.

You see the street lights click right on beat with your next footstep which kinda made you giggle since you are fascinated at the smallest things ever. You bring your old thoughts back trying to remember friends you actually cared about, who may or may not have cared about you back but you continue to shrug these things off since it's a new start here at Cali and a new school. 

You pull out an AirPod and quickly ran to the other side of the road on the left side walk since your house is only like 18 minutes away on the left, you stopped to pull out your phone clicking on Bluetooth and Spotify. The basic you always blocking out beautiful days with music as normal.

You look to see a slim slightly short figure, pitch black so no idea who it was, is it..watching me? No, no. No one here knows me, heh, maybe a creep..  you close your hand tightly making a fist to be ready if anything unsuspecting happens tho..you are suspecting it so it's not quite unsuspecting. You laugh at your stupid remark in your head, the pitch black figure walks away from the street light, you can't see it anymore. You brush it off once again.

You hum along with your music, F/S starts playing, 

Y/N: Hella yeah!!

You scream but quickly shut up since it's like 11pm and people are sleeping, which you should be doing about now. You hear a loud metal pole sound like it's cracking or something. You gulp and pick up your pace instantly and very quickly. You look at your feet and back up telling yourself to be on watch. Stupid you y/n.. as you look up the same black figure captures your mind, Vision, thoughts and anything you owned mentally. You don't want to speak to this figure so you stand there. Trying to make out who it is, you can't but you can see they have a bob haircut and baggy clothes. It slowly walks towards you. You are frozen, can't speak or run. 

Y/N: s-st-ep- I- I me- gulp. I meant...- s-stop..

Your mouth babbles like a baby with spit in their mouth, terrified you slowly step back until this thing comes running. Stupid you looks back to see them putting their hair into a messy bun, they pull a long bar shape thing from their back hitting it on their hand. They had a ring so you made out that it's metal on metal making a loud stinging noise in your ears. Your ears feel like they are going to bleed, which you think they are because you are over sensitive to noise and touch.

You take a deep breath and turned around quickly running away, the same feeling came back, the feeling you might pass out but this time of fear and not low iron or lack of water. You make a sharp turn in a even darker than the night alley way, where the fuck am I, where's my phone..Oh god oh god. Your music being static means you are some what far from it. You took the guess that you dropped it on your turn but you can't look incase that person sees you. Speaking of so, you tie your fingers together hoping they didn't see you turn in this way. Just as the thought rushed out your head you hear walking speeding up. It stops at where you turned, you try to be quiet and lower yourself behind the smelly trash can next to you.

You see the moon shine on their bright blue eyes as you peek from under the can, you yelped in fear at the rat that ran towards you, you claw at yourself for doing so and being stupid. They definitely know where you are now, you tell yourself it's fu.cking over. You won't get to start your new life, get new friends, a possible lover and maybe a family but you cringe at the idea of kids. You giggle as tears stream down your face but it's quite funny. You let out a loud sigh, you've given up on trying to live. Your legs slide straight as your arms fall to your side. 

You look up to see the figure bending down at the miserable, crying, you.

Y/N: are you the grim reaper. 

You thought you might joke at your last moments alive. The shadow looked to bounce slightly and you hoped it laughed Am I going to live? You question your entire mindset. It takes your chin and wipes the tears, you flinch at the sudden cold latex gloves on your cheek. You smile.

It; your smiling to early. 

You heard it whisper, it sounded girly but with a voice changer, your expression dropped quickly as if you just climbed a 23ft tall mountain just to find out there is more to climb. With the disappointment you held inside, you didn't bother to droop your head down like you always do. You just blinked slowly a few times. 

The figure slowly took out the metal pole once again behind its back, it let out a soft laugh which sounded some what familiar, but you didn't care to think about it knowing there was no point. Once you life is on the end, there isn't a point to anything anymore, especially when you know that no one will bother to shed a tear at your death. They also wouldn't mind if you disappeared since the fact you died probably won't reach anyone. All you ever wanted to do was watch Sam and Colby explore a haunted place which happened to be near you, the beach house line, so beautiful but goodbye to that.

You snap back into reality quickly letting a small gasp, you forgot what was happening for a moment that you even peeled the idea of fighting back but once again that no motivation is kicking your as$. 

All you see is this figure quickly lifts the pole and brings it down on you to where it revealed blackness and more loneliness.

Who knew you could get lonelier?

Word count 1433 

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