Dazed & Confused

[24]

[The Next Day]

{Colby's POV}

     I turn around and look at Sam who has his head down and is sitting on the couch. I frown and reach for Sam's hand.
     "C'mon baby..." I mumble. I hear Sam gulp and gets up, grabbing my hand. I interlock our fingers as we walk to the car. I open the door for him then get in myself. I look at Sam again, he's just staring out at the horizon.
    "Do you still love me?" Sam's raspy sad voice asked. I felt my heart twist at the sound of his voice and his words. I start the car and place my hand on his thigh.
   "I'll always love you Sam." I quietly gulp and drive to the doctors.

[At The Doctors]

      I stand next to Sam with my arm around his waist, rubbing it to calm him. We're currently waiting for Sam's diagnose, its taking forever. Sam cuddles up to my chest and wraps his arms around my ribs. I sigh and kiss the top of his head as the doctor walks in. I instantly look at the doctor, hoping for it to just be anxiety. I can handle anxiety.
     "I'm sorry sir but Mr. Golbach has Schizophrenia." My heart drops into the pit of my stomach, burning in the stomach acid. I nod with tears forming in my eyes. I can't handle him. I can't handle the schizophrenia attacks that may follow. I can't. I just cant. But I don't want to leave Sam.

{Sam's POV}

     I look up at Colby as tears run down his face. He can't handle me. I can read his mind like it's my own. I look away from Colby as the doctor hands Colby my medicine for it and then walks out. Colby doesn't care to look at the medicine. He doesn't even care to give it to me. He knows schizophrenia isn't curable. I move in front of Colby and kiss him,
     "I'll be in the car..." I say before walking out and to car, getting in. If Colby can't handle me. I'll just help him. Where's the Bevera Mental Hospital?

I look up, hearing the door open and watching as Colby gets in. He looks pissed. Colby throws a brown bag at me, I look at Colby with a confused look, trying to get answers but he just ignores me. I open the bag and see medication. Right. I'll have to be taking these for probably the rest of my life.
"What else did the doctor sa-"
"CAN YOU JUST SHUT UP?! FOR FIVE MINUTES, CAN YOU SHUT YOUR ANNOYING MOUTH UP?!" Colby snaps. I sit there, stunned for a minute. Did he actually just raise his voice at me? Colby has never raised his voice at me since I think high school.
"I was just asking a question." I state, completely deadpan. Colby glares at me for a minute before driving us home.
We get home and we get out of the car. I walk over to Colby, stopping him dead in his tracks,
"What is your problem? I get it, me having schizophrenia is a lot to take it but you don't have to live with it so why the hell are you so pissed at me?!" Before I knew it, I was on the floor. My cheek stinging immensely. Holy shit... no, no, no, this is not happening..! My breathing becomes staggered. I quickly get up and stuff the bag of medicine in the small truck on my motorcycle before going into the house to grab my keys and then heading to my motorcycle, not caring to grab a helmet or a jacket. I just need to get out of here. I start my motorcycle and drive out of the driveway. I'm probably just crazy. There's no way in hell he slapped me. It's just my schizophrenia. It's just me.

[That Night]

     I get off the phone with the mental hospital. I stand on Mulholland drive, looking out at Los Angeles with a dead bodie next to me. Shea Elyse. They used to be buddies. Friends. She had to go though. I have to convince them that I'm insane, give them a genuine reason to put me in the asylum. I grin as I see the asylum vans drive up as well as the police and ambulance. They're coming to take me away, whoo. I see Colby's and the rest of the roommates pull up on the other side of me as the workers from the mental hospital grab me and put me in restraints. I keep a plain, emotionless face, not caring at all.
     "SAM!!" I hear Colby yell. I force the asylum workers to stop as I turn towards Colby.
     "You know this is for the best. You can't handle me anyways." Colby's face drops and he tries to run to me but more asylum workers grab him and prevent that.
    "SAM PLEASE!!! I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT YOU PLEASE!!" Colbys voice cracks in pain and he starts balling his eyes out. I look at the other roommates, roll my eyes at them and get out of the workers grasps. I walk over to Colby and kiss him. Colby cries more as he kisses back. I smile before pulling away.
     "I did this for you." I whisper before getting into the van myself. I hear Colby crying loudly as the workers get in van too. I look back at Colby and see him on his knees, balling while Nate and Jake try to comfort him. Then I see a twisted and manipulative look flash in Colby's eyes. It's probably just my schizophrenia. I sadly smile. Bevera Mental Hospital, here I come.