Traphouse Imagines ✖️

Stung (Colby)

*This story will contain sensitive subjects*
Ever since you were little you've had a crippling fear of being alone, Colby knew of this and took it to heart.
Every single night and day you were with this boy, you haven't felt fear around him ever.
until this one night..
*New message*
Colby 🐨: Hi love, the boys and i are going out to film in this abandoned school we found the other night, want to join?
Y/N 💘: Hey baby, I would love to come 💗 also do you know the school?
Colby 🐨: Sounds good babe, Im pretty sure the school is called green Yale, some crazy boarding school aha
*Your heart drops into your stomach*
Tears ran down your cheek once you read the text, Green Yale Boarding School For The Troubled Girls.
Hate was a strong word but not strong enough for the absolute disgust you had for this school.
as a former student, the only thing you left with was a suitcase filled with trauma soaked uniforms.
*New Message*
Colby 🐨: Hellooo baby??
you hadn't told anyone about GYBS, not even colby.
Y/N 💘: sorry babe, I'm gonna have to skip tonight :(
Colby 🐨: you sure babe? i know how you get when your alone
fuck, you forgot the absolute fear you had of being alone. you had to choose between Revisiting The most traumatic time of your life or Cry for hours on end due to crippling fear.
* Colby 🐨 Is calling *
C: You okay babe?
y: uhh yeah aha
C: you sound off?
y: nah i'm good
C: alrighttt.... soo you coming tonight or?
y: Uhm yeah idk maybe
C: huh?
y: yeah okay, yeah i'll come
C: yes! alright bye babe, love you
y: love you too
* Phone Hangs Up *
fuck.