Feelings about the unknown

Part 16

Sam's POV

I freeze in my tracks from hearing those words. My mind immediately goes blank, what is going on?

"Why?" is all I seemed to be able to muster out of my mouth. I sit down on the concrete curb by the truck. My eyes begin to welp up with tears, how could this happen? Why is it happening?

I can hear Katrina start to cry "It is nothing you did Sam; it is just we are both so busy."

I cover my eyes will my hand, not knowing what to say or do. I want to beg for her, but she is right. We are growing apart and have been for a bit. I noticed a while ago that we are both busy focusing on our careers.

"I'm sorry.." I begin to let the tears fall down my face and onto the pavement. I silently start sobbing, realizing I am now losing someone I care about.

"Don't apologize, you did nothing wrong. We are both busy Sam." Katrina says with a rasp in her voice.

"No matter what, I still love you and don't want to lose you. Right now, let's focus on our lives." I nodded to myself and wiped away the tears that were now staining my cheeks.

"You are right. I love you too and if you need anything, please don't hesitate to call me. I still care about you." I sniffled at my own words, I never thought I would be saying this to Kat, out of all people.

"I know you do Sam, I do too. I'll talk to you later." Katrina says to me sounding like she was about to break down and needed to leave.

"Okay," is all I say. I hear a beep, indicating she has hung up.

My arms and head drop down towards the pavement where they are left laying limp. I shut my eyes tightly, having a few tears forced out. I begin to get a surge of emotion coming over me. I place my knees on my chest and my face into my hands. I grip my blonde hair that is now tangled in my fingers. I started to sob, not caring if anyone heard or saw me.

I began to get a slight headache; I can only assume it was from all the crying I was doing. I started trying to calm myself down so that way I could go inside and act like nothing happened. I am not really in the mood to talk about this just yet.

I quickly cleaned up my face and wiped away the wetness that was left on my cheeks and lower jaw. I look up at the sky and take a few deep breaths. Once I was calmer I stood up and began to head towards the front doors.

I make it to the elevator and press the button representing my floor. As I begin to go up, I just lean my head on the elevator wall. Not thinking of anything, I close my eyes and focus on what I was physically feeling and hearing, so I can ground myself.

The elevator going up is causing my stomach to feel different, the dings of the elevator bell telling me I was getting closer to my room, then finally the elevator doors opening, showing I was allowed to leave.

I open my eyes and push myself off the wall and start to head toward my room. I get to the door, and when I go to open it, my hand hesitates. Why does something feel off right now? I think about it for a second while staring at the door handle.

I'm sure it is nothing, thinking this I force myself to open the door, I walk inside and see Colby sitting on the edge of the bed, with his face down and the laptop opened next to him.

Seeing this I get a chill going up my arms and back. I ignore this feeling and slowly go into the room, never taking my eyes off Colby. I close the door behind me and take a few steps in.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Colby says in a low voice while still looking down at the ground. The sudden words made me jump a little bit.

"Tell you what?" My heart starts to beat fast; how does he know about Kat? Did she call and tell him?

Colby stands up and faces me, his dusty blue eyes are now staring into mine and they seem stern. I take a step back and look down, what did I do?

"Why didn't you tell me about this?" Colby points at the laptop and there was that video that I never wanted to see again. My skin gets cold and the blood drains from my face.

"I didn't think it was anything too serious." I can feel my eyes start to get glossy from the fear and sadness that was overtaking me.

Colby looks at me in astonishment, like how can I be so stupid to think such a thing? I did not mean to upset him; I was just worried about so many other things, and I honestly wanted to forget about this "thing" threatening me.

I go towards the bed and sit down; I look down at my legs where my hands were now resting on my lap. I begin to play with my fingers, but I just can't keep all my feelings in anymore. Tears begin to escape my eyes as my face becomes red with fear and hurt.