Jake's Younger Sister

• reunion pt. 1 •

As my body rolled around in Colby's bed, trying to get comfortable - my phone began to vibrate multiple times and very vigorously. My eyes opened, straining at the light coming from my phone. I tiredly grabbed my phone and glanced at my notifications, there were almost hundreds of messages from an unknown number. My finger scrolled through the messages and my eyes widened in shock, my throat felt like it was closing up and I felt sick to my stomach.

It was messages from my parents. How did they still have my number? How did they get in contact? WHY are they getting in contact? There were so many questions swirling around in my mind without any answers. Shock took over my body as I kept reading over the messages.

I tried to stop reading the messages but I couldn't, my eyes were glued to the screen. Reading every single one, most of them were bluff of course and were just insults by now, until a certain message caught my eye and a shiver casted down my spine.

+0434 231 663
AMORA, YOU'RE COMING HOME. WE'VE BOOKED A FLIGHT. 

They had to be lying, right?

I mean, how would they know where I was? However the more I thought about it, the more I realised that this was truly happening; it was real not just a bad nightmare. I couldn't let them take this from me; not now, not ever. My lips quivered and my skin paled just at the thought of them coming.

Should I tell Colby? My eyes glanced over to the time on my phone, it was 4:24AM. I looked over to Colby who was fast asleep, snoring even. I didn't want to disrupt him but who else do I tell? My breathing became restricted again and I felt like everything was collapsing in, on me.

My breaths became louder, heavier. I took longer deep breaths but I still felt like I couldn't breath, I panicked and clawed at my throat, tears began to fall from my eyes. My cries became louder and I couldn't control it, the tears now surged down my face to the point that I could hardly see and Colby was starting to stir in his sleep.

Holy fuck, I was having a panic attack.

I tried to just shut up but I couldn't and I just get more frustrated, Colby shifted and his eyes fluttered open. He glanced around the room in confusion until he looked to me and saw me in this stupid irritated state.

I couldn't even look at him.

"Woah, woah, woah." Colby stated, rushing to sit up. "Calm down, you're okay." He cooed as he pulled me in closer and held me in his arms. He stroked my hair to calm me and it worked, just barely. "What are five things you can see?" Colby questioned quietly. I was confused at first but then look around the room. "U-uh, i see t-the door, the cupboard, m-my vanity, photo frame a-and the r-rug." I answered, still confused.

"Good girl, what's four things you feel?" Colby whispered, still stroking my hair. "You h-holding me, the bed quilt, b-bed sheets, my phone and my clothes."  I replied, starting to feel relieved and even calm.  

"Perfect, beautiful girl." Colby cooed proudly, kissing my temple. "Do I need to Continue?" Colby asked as he glanced down at me in his arms. My breathing was back to normal and my tears had dried, staining my face. I nodded with my head to say no while I let out a shaky breath.

"Okay, what's going on?" Colby softly spoke, my throat let out a deep sigh. "My parents have booked a flight and say they're taking me home." I  shakily murmured. Colby stiffened and stopped breathing for a moment.

A few last tears escaped from my eyes, "I'm scared Colby!" I cried, I wasn't scared I was petrified, just the thought of seeing them made me worried. Going back to them was the last thing I wanted to do. "Don't worry, we won't let them take you." Colby reassured however I didn't know how true that was.

"They won't lay a fucking finger on you, I promise." Colby growled, now becoming angry. My hand held onto his shoulder and squeezed, showing him that I was here. He calmed down and took a deep breath before asking to see the messages. My shaking hand grabbed my phone, scrolling through the messages. 

His larger hand grabbed the phone, I hugged into him even more as he read them quietly, scoffing at each one. As I thought more and more about what was to come, I couldn't stp thinking about how he promised they wouldn't touch me but could I actually trust him?

He hasn't always been trustworthy unfortunately, I bit my lip almost drawing blood. But before I could my eyes glanced up at a furious question and popped the question. "Do you pinky promise?" I quietly spoke. How childish, I know.

"Pinky promise, my love." Colby cooed lovingly, He slowly laid back down with me still in his arms, stroking my cheek. A yawn fell from my lips and he lightly chuckled but remained serious. "We'll tell everyone tomorrow and we'll figure this out." Colby stated. I nodded tiredly but still full of terror.

Colby laid me on his chest for some time, still stroking my hair. I loved how he acted all tough but in the inside was a sweet boy. I began to fall asleep to the sound of his heartbeat, going up and down.

But before long, Colby placed me on my side, Him behind me, protectively. He wrapped his warm large hands around my waist tightly. I drifted off to sleep again after slightly being woke up. My terrorised thoughts left my mind as I knew I was safe as long as I had Colby by my side. My Colby. 

The only thought left in my mind was how would everyone else react? Especially Jake. The one thing we ran from now coming back after us. One thing I knew was that I wasn't letting go of this second chance that I got in life without a fight.