bubba || c.b

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Colby's POV

I pull my room door open aggressively and snatch Mia from Kat's arms as quickly as I can, instantly tucking her head into my shoulder as she wails. I pick up Kat's discarded phone and hand it to her, and with a small shove I close the door in her face.

I turn around and make my way to the bedroom.

"Shhhhh Mi... it's okay." I whisper in her ear "I'm here."

I settle us in the center of the bed, and rub soothing circles on her back. "My Mia Grace."

"My Bubba." she whimpers, finally starting to calm down. I feel her shaking in my arms and her chest occasionally heaving due to small hiccups that leave her lips.

I broke this little girls heart.

"Talk to me." I say, pulling her away from me so I can look at her in the eye.

Her face is red and swollen, her eyes full of tears and looking exhausted. She has changed into an XPLR t shirt that looked like Morgan's, judging by how big it was on her little body.

"I don't wanna leave. I am going to miss you to much. And- and I am never gonna see you or Sammy again. You are going to forget about me and my sister-"

I cut her off right there with a small scold and an aggressive shake of my head.

"I will not forget about you." I stay sternly.

"Yes you will!" she cries "There are so many people that you meet, much cooler and more fun people! I am a nobody special! I know I am only 11 but I am not dumb!" her little fists pound my chest as she speaks.

"Do you think I love those other people as much as I love you and your sister?" I ask, pulling her hands into my own.

She doesn't respond so I continue, "I don't. I care about you guys wayyyyy to much, I have thought about the two of you every second since I've met you. You're much more to me than anyone else that came to see me this weekend. We had sleepovers, and went to the arcade, you came to me for help when your sister was in danger. I will never ever forget you Mia." I say.

"Wanna see something?" I ask, pulling my phone out of my back pocket.

Her little curious eyes follow my movements and when I turn on my screen and turn it toward her with a shy smile, her once sad little face turns into a big smile.

My lock screen. A picture I had taken of both her and her sister sleeping in bed beside each other. Both wearing my merch, their hair wild, and pretty long eyelashes brushing their cheeks, their lips parted slightly.

"I have been taking pictures of you guys all weekend. But this is my favorite." I tell her honestly "My two pretty girls." I tease.

She giggles and rolls her eyes at this.

"You won't forget us?" she asks shyly.

"Couldn't even if I tried." I whisper, planting a kiss on her cheek and blowing a raspberry there for good measure.

She lays her head in my neck again, I have learned that is her favorite place to hide. And I listen to her go on and on about her favorite parts of her trip. She told me how this was her birthday present from Morgan and how hard she had been working to make it happen, and made jokes about how it was just as much for her.

I showed her more pictures that I had taken of the two of them. Even some of all of us, Sam, Kat, and me. We laid in bed reminiscing about these past few days.

The only thing that would make it better would be having both of my girls with me. I loved my Mia, but I was deeply missing my curly haired, blue eyed vixen. It had only been two hours since I had seen her and it felt like months. I wanted to hold her one last time, see that smile, hear that voice, feel her lips against mine. I had to stop myself from leaping from this bed and making my way to hers.