Adoration| colby brock

Chapter 4 🤎

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hello everyone i'm so sorry
i haven't posted in a while i have been busy with my friends and family during the holidays. i am going to try and post more often and make a posting schedule,
enjoy these 2 chapters and have a lovley christmas :)

also trigger warning, the next few topics contain violence, sh, suicidal thoughts and more. be safe ❤️

me and Colby have been out another two times and tonight i'm going to his house to watch a movie. i think that we agreed on fight club? i really love
Edward Norton.

i get changed into to somthing comfortable, a red halter top, grey sweatpants and some converse. basic but comfy.

Colby texts me saying he's outside to pick me up. as i walk out the door a voice catches my attention "and where are you going princesa?" ew why did he call me that. "i'm just going to a friends house"
wait why am i explaining myself to him? i'm an adult and he's the one living in my house. i close the door and go to colbys car

"hey colbs" he tensed up when i called him that, does he not like it? "hey Annabelle how are you?" he seems fine? "yeah i'm good thank you" he looks at me for a moment and drives off.

we pull up to the house and i stare in awe, this house is massive how did they afford this? oh yeah i forgot Elise said they were youtubers i should ask him about it

we walk in side and Colby brings me to his room. after talking for a little bit we watch the movie. halfway through i get a call

"hola papa?" why is he calling right now he knows i'm with someone.
"te nessito en casa, la tv no funciona"
he's telling me i need to go home because the tv isn't working.

"no papa no peudo, vete a dormir mãnana lo arrelgo" i told him to go to sleep and i'll fix it in the morning and hang up without waiting for an answer.

"wait you speak Spanish?" Colby asks
"yeah my dad is Mexican but my mom is very American" he continues to look at me "that's cool" why is he still looking at me? he leans in and kisses me, i kiss him back... obviously

we continue like this for a little bit and we cuddle up to each other on his bed and when we finish the movie we just talk. "so are you Mexican?" alright that was a bit sudden "yeah but i was born and raised here my dad insisted we knew spanish though incase we ever needed it"
we didn't end up needing it but it's nice to know it.

we talk about our favourite things and our lives for another hour before things got... intimate. and just as i was gunna get to see his abs my phone starts buzzing. it's james? i get off of colby and he gives me a disappointed face "how does your brother always ruin my chance with you" he jokes, i mean he's not wrong.

"hello?" why is he calling me now "hey anna" he pauses "i think you should come home..." what does he mean? he's breathing heavily and... i think he's crying?

"why did somthing happen?" my mind is racing right now "yeah dad happened"
of course "i'll be home soon." i hang up

"is everything okay?" colby questions, i really wish it was "yeah um i have to get home" he looks disappointed i swear the universe wants us to not know eachoter so badly.

" i'll drive you because you don't have your car remember" shit i forgot about that i can't let him drive me home if somthing has happened with my dad, i don't want him knowing how much of a mess my family is. "no Colby i think it's best i uber home" he looks so upset with me as he should.

my uber gets here and colby sneaks me downstairs trying to not get me seen by his roommates. "thank you colby i'll see you some other time." he opens the car door for me, he's so sweet. "yeah i guess bye Anna"

that's the first time he's called me Anna i mean i guess he's upset i would be too basically every time we see each other i get pulled away.

i get home and i pay the driver it was cheap enough for an uber because it's only a 15 minute drive, im worried to get in the door what has my dad done now.

i attempt to unlock my door but my hands are too shaky i can hear liam shouting at my dad from the inside. then before i can calm myself down the door is opened from the inside and i feel myself being dragged in.

my dad lets me go and shoved me down on the couch harshly, he locks the front door

im shocked to see my apartment in shambles. my plates and cups were smashed on the floor, vases shattered and my belongings are scattered around the place.

"you see mija this is what happens when you ignore your father for some boy" how did he know?

i look to my brother on the floor his arm is bleeding and he has bruises on his stomach and a black eye. he mutters how sorry he is that he told our dad where i was.

"look at me when i'm talking to you ann" i look at my legs "did you hear me LOOK AT ME WHEN IM SPEAKING TO YOU" i feel a sharp pain on my face followed by being slammed onto the floor.

i leave out cry's as i'm being kicked in the stomach liam try's to get him off of me but is met with a punch to the stomach. hasn't he learned just to let it happen?

my father picks me up at sets me up against to wall, each punch to the face or body stings, i let him finish with me and he leaves to his room and lays on the bed.

i lay on the floor with no strength to get up, i know this feeling all too well. i look over at liam crying on the floor, growing up these were the only emotions i ever saw from him when my mom finnaly left my dad i thought i would never have to see it again i was wrong.

"go to your room i'm trying to sleep and your crying is disturbing me." my father coldly states. liam and i stumble to my room and lay in my bed together.

this is my fault. i let him in my home what did i expect? i should have know this would happen i'm meant to protect liam.

i slowly make my way to my private bathroom and search through my cabinet.
i find what i'm searching for and lay on the floor. i roll my sleeve up and look at the faded scars on my wrist and lower shoulder i trace over the with my fingers.

i drag the blade harshly down the scars reopening them, the familiar sting soothes my nerves. i've missed you old friend. i don't know how to explain it. but for a moment the pain takes you to a different place it releases you of your memories and current distress. but only for a moment.

i carve my skin where my old scars lie and watch the blood as it falls down my arms to the floor, i sit there for a moment my head thrown  back before i weakly get up and clean the mess i've made.

i wish i didn't have to wake up tomorrow i should just leave. i do nothing but cause pain my brother would be at home okay right now if it wasn't for me. i'm such a piece of shit, stupid fucking piece of shit no wonder my only friend is Elise, if she even is my friend she probably hates me. i would too.

i look at my face in the mirror, mascara and eyeliner dripping down my face my my lip is busted,my arms and stomach are covered in them too damn... i look rough.

i go to bed dreading getting up in the morning having to pretend like nothing happened. and i have collage tomorrow i can just wear a hoodie and i should be fine.