Dazed & Confused

[19]

{Sam and the others new house⬆️}

[That Night]

{Colby's POV}

I walk into the base and instantly see Mike waiting for me. I pause, closing the door behind me.
"Mind telling me what you've been up too?" Mike asks, folding his arms and leaning against a door frame. I sigh,
"I'm sorry Mike. I've been sneaking out and texting him during meetings I'm sorry—"
"Him? Why the hell are you sorry for being in love? You should know to never be sorry for being in love." Mike says with a grin. I huff in relief and smile.
"Okay, I'm really not sorry. And I'm not sorry for who it is." Mike smiles at me and pats my back.
"You can leave whenever you want to see him. I won't stop you. Live with him if you want. But you still gotta come to work, can't deal with this boss idiot by myself." Mike jokes. I laugh and place my hand on mike's shoulder.
"Thanks Mike." I nod to Mike and walk to my room, going to bed.

[Later]

{Sam's POV}

     I throw all the rest of my stuff in a bag and zip it up before setting it in the back of Nate's car. He offered to drive me to my new house and take all my stuff too.
"Yo Sam," I peak my head over the side or Nate's car, seeing Heath, Devyn, Tara, and Jake.
"Yeah?" I yell back. Heath walks towards me.
"What are you doing dude?" He stops a couple feet in front of me. I close the trunk, squinting a bit due to the sun.
"I bought my own place so I'm moving in. Nate let me use his car." I motion to the car in front of me and place my hand on my hip. It's a light blue Chevy Impala '67. It's a bit rusted on the ledges but it still works.
"Can we come with?" I furrow my brows, my mouth agape.
"What?" Heath softly rubs his shoulder.
"Like, can we live with you? I personally don't wanna live here with Elton, considering our past history. Devyn would like a safer place to live than here. Tara would like to be in a bigger place with her own room and Jake just doesn't wanna live here. " I take a deep breath and stare down at the trunk.
"Can you drive yourselves?" I look up at him. Heath nods,
"Yeah, we all can. You're the only one without a car here." I softly snort, grinning a bit.
"Alright. Go get packed, I'll wait for y'all out here." I lean against the side of the car. Heath nods and heads back to the others.

{Colby's POV}

I wake up to my door opening an closing. I get up and look closely at the figure at my door. Mike.
     "What do you need mike?" I ask, rubbing my face.
"Are you associating with the Panics'?!" Mike exclaims. My heart drops,
"No-"
"DON'T LIE TO ME COLE!! I THOUGHT WE WERE DONE LYING!!" Mike yells unexpectedly. I groan in frustration and anger.
"I THOUGHT WE WERE DONE BEING SUCH A HUGE DICK MICHEAL!! BUT NO, YOUR STILL ONE!! THATS PROBABLY WHY SAM NEVER WANTED YOU OTHER THAN FOR SEX!!" I argue back, earning a straight punch to the face. I rub my face and laugh,
"Oh, you are SO DEAD!!" I punch Mike back, but he caught my fist and threw me across the room. I groan in pain and try to stand up as fast as I can, sprinting to Mike and pushing him straight into a wall. I grab mikes shirt and repeatedly, watching blood drip down his nose. Mike soon kicks me in the stomach causing me to fly across the room again and slam my back on the floor. I cough into my hand and see blood on it.
     "At least I got something out of Sam, all you got was being called just friends during your entire friendship!!" Mike exclaims, grabbing me by the collar and punching the shit out of me.
"At least Sam still wants me.." I manage to spit out, seeing Mike's face form into a raging expression.
     "AT LEAST I DIDN'T F*CKING SHOT HIM!!" that was the last thing I heard from Mike's strong, sad filled voice, almost like he was about to cry, out of anger and pain. But before I could reply, I blacked out......

{A/N: 🫢}