Protecting Each other. {SOLBY}

You promised. {Pt.1}

Colby promised he wouldn't do something stupid.

Colby promised he wouldn't leave.

Colby promised he would stay safe.

Colby promised he would stay out of trouble.

Colby promised he wouldn't get hurt.

Colby promised he would come back home.

Colby promised he would be there in the morning.

Colby promised he would be there at night.

Colby promised he wouldn't go to that alley.

Colby promised to never talk to them again.

Colby promised to protect himself.

Colby promised he would be okay.

But he isn't.

He let go of those promises. 

Sam eagerly waited for his boyfriend Colby to return home so he could hold him tightly and drift off to sleep together. Despite having friends over for pizza, including Jake, Tara, Corey, Devyn, Katrina, Kevin, Mike, Reggie, Brennen, and Xepher, Sam felt alone on the couch as everyone else danced with their partners. He was consumed by a sense of unease and worry, wondering where his beloved was and why he had not yet arrived. 

Suddenly, Sam's phone vibrated in his pocket, signaling an incoming call from 'Colbear <3'. His face lit up as he answered the call, relieved and thrilled to hear his boyfriend's voice.

"Hey, baby! Where are you?" Sam's face lit up with excitement and he couldn't help but grin. Little did he know that his happiness would soon come crashing down.

"H-Hey, baby... I'm g-glad you're okay..." Colby's voice trembled as he struggled to catch his breath. Blood dripped from his chest onto the concrete floor as he tightly gripped his phone. Sam's cheerful mood quickly dissipated as he heard a whimper from the other end. The situation was dire.

"Is everything okay, baby?" Sam asked with a worried tone in his voice. The music stopped and the other partygoers turned their attention to Sam, curious about what was happening. Everyone's eyes were on him, waiting for answers about what was going on with the blonde.

"I-If I'm being honest... n-no... I-I just wanted to hear your voice one last time..." Colby said with a whimper following behind. Sam's heart sank. What did Colby mean? Last time? Sam's breathing became labored as he tightly gripped the phone, his knuckles turning pale.

"Where are you?" Sam asked with concern, quickly getting up from the couch. He rushed to grab his keys and hurried out of the door towards his car. The sound of a chuckle and coughing came from the other end of the phone.

"Don't... worry about m-me, baby... I-I love you..." Colby struggled to finish his sentence as he winced, the bullet in his chest doing extra damage than the rest of the bruises. 

"No, please! Colby, my love, please stay awake! I'll find you, just hold on!" Sam exclaimed as he pressed down on the gas pedal, frantically driving through the streets of LA to find his soulmate.

Colby's hand went limp beside him as the phone dropped to the ground. Colby couldn't help but smile. He did it. He protected Sam from danger. Little did Sam know is Colby died for him. Three guys threatened to kill Sam if Colby didn't give them his life. And now, Sam was screaming at the top of his lungs on the other side of the phone line. 

Sam's pleading voice was the last thing Colby heard before losing consciousness.

A/N: I'LL BE MAKING A PART TWO EVENTUALLY... UNTIL NEXT TIME, PEACE.