Hidden Angel (Solby Fanfic)

Chapter Fifteen

Third Person POV:

"Colby, what's wrong?" Sam asked as he saw Colby crumple up another paper ball. "Nothing," Colby responded. Soon the bell rang, and Colby hurriedly grabbed his stuff and left. "Colby, wait!" Sam called as Colby hurriedly grabs his stuff and left. Sam sees the crumpled paper ball that Colby left and grabs it and reads it. Sam's eyes widened as he read what the second paper ball said. He then got up and grabbed his stuff along with the first paper ball and ran to his locker.

Once he got to his locker, he opened Colby's locker and was relieved that his bag was there along with his stuff from Biology. "Hey Sam," Sam turns to see Jake and Tara coming his way. "Hey guys," Sam greeted. "Where's Colby?" Tara asked. Sam explained what happened in class along with showing them the paper balls. Jake and Tara's eyes widened as they read what the paper balls said. "We have to find Colby," Sam said. "Let's check the tree!" Tara suggested. So the three of them went to find Colby.

Colby's POV:

I was crying while hugging my knees when "Hello Brock." I then shakily looked up to see Chad and the jocks surrounding me. "I see you got the messages we've sent you," Chad sneered. I then wiped away my tears as I looked at them. "W-What do you want from me? Why won't you leave me alone?" I asked him. "Because we like playing with you," Chad grinned. "Now I see you like showing your stomach. So why not show everything else?" Chad smirked as he looked at John and Luis. My eyes widened as John and Luis began to grab my shirt. "No Stop!" I begged as Chad, Luis, and John ripped my shirt off.

Soon Chad and the jocks were laughing as I was now shirtless. I then covered my chest as I looked up to see that one of the jocks was recording. "Come on Brock let's see how flat-chested you are," Chad smirked as he removed my hands from my chest. "Record that Steve," Chad said as he let my hands go. Soon the jocks took turns touching me while laughing. "Please Stop!" I begged as I now felt dirty. "Hey Get The Fuck Away From Him!"

Soon Chad and the jocks turn to see Sam, Jake, and Tara angrily looking at them. I quickly took this opportunity to cover myself the best I could. "What do you want Golbach?" Chad sneered. "Don't you see we're having fun with our little toy?" "How many times do I have to tell you Chad, Colby is not a toy!" Sam snapped at him. "Whatever, come on boys let's go," Chad scoffed as he and the jocks left. Once they were gone, Sam, Jake, and Tara turned to look at me. "Oh god, Colbs, what did they do to you?" Sam asked as he knelt down next to me.

"C-Chad, John, and Luis r-ripped my shirt off and t-they all took turns touching me," I sniffled as I looked at them. Sam, Jake, and Tara's eyes widened as I explained what happened. "Here love, take this," Sam said as he gave me his hoodie. I shakily took the hoodie and slipped it on. "Colby, we read the notes you got in class," Sam said. I just looked down. "Baby, please don't listen to them ok?" Sam asked me. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." "Yeah, Colbs, we love you so much," Tara added. "Yeah Colbs, you're like our jam to our peanut butter," Jake added. I softly giggled at Jake's attempt to cheer me up.

Third Person POV:

Sam and Colby had just arrived home when they saw Mrs. Brock was home early. "Hi boys," Mrs. Brock greeted. "H-Hi momma," Colby greeted as Sam waved. "Colby sweetie, what happened to your shirt?" Mrs.Brock asked. "A-A couple boys from school r-ripped it off of me," Colby explained. "S-So Sam lent me his hoodie." "I told you this would happen if you dressed like a whore," Mr. Brock sneered as he called from the living room.

"Tom!" Mrs. Brock scolded. "Why do you hate me, I'm your son?" Colby asked. "You're no longer my son, I consider you dead," Mr. Brock said as he walked toward them. "Now be like the little whore you are and go sell your ass in the streets." Colby's eyes glossed as his bottom lip quivered. "I Hate You!" Colby yelled as he ran upstairs to his room. "What Did You Say?!" Mr. Brock shouted as he was about to run upstairs but was held back by Sam. "Let go of me you bitch!" Tom snapped.

"Tom stop! Please!" Mrs. Brock scolded. However, Tom ignored her and aggressively pushed Sam against the wall. "Oh dear, Sam honey, are you ok?" Mrs. Brock asked while rushing to his side. Tom then ran up to Colby's room. Meanwhile, Colby was curled up in a ball crying when his bedroom door opened. Colby's eyes widened as he saw his dad walking toward him with the silver wire. "No Please! I-I'm Sorry!" Colby begged as his dad hit him. Suddenly the hitting stopped and Colby looked up to see Sam hold his dad back as his mom ran toward him.

Colby instantly wrapped his arms around his mom as he sobbed into her chest. "That's it Tom, I want you out of this house!" Mrs. Brock shouted. "You? Kick me out?! If anything, kick this stupid whore and his stupid little boy toy instead!" Tom snapped. "Of course not, Colby is my son and he needs me!" Lesa yelled. "You know what Tom? Not only am I kicking you out but I'm divorcing you too!" "Go ahead! But I'm taking that stupid boy away from you!" Tom yelled back. "I-I Don't Want To Go With You!" Colby shouted as tears slipped down his face. Mr. Brock scoffed as Sam let him go.