The List (collaboration)

Chapter forty-seven

~ℂ𝕠𝕝𝕓𝕪 ℙ𝕆𝕍~
Sam checks his phone before getting up yelling  "shit" while pulling his clothes back on, me intently watching. He runs out of the room and out the door, a few seconds of silence before I hear his motorcycle start up then fade out into the distance. Must've just wanted to fuck n' dip. Like you used to do. Shut up, he had somewhere to go tonight, he got caught in the heat of the moment and is running late. Whatever you wanna think. I thought you were smart one. I am. Whatever. I tune him out and start replying the events of tonight in my head before I realize..

"Shit, I told him I loved him. I mean I do but that's not how I wanted to tell him. Fuckfuckfuckkkkkkk" I get up and put my boxers and jeans on, grabbing my phone and vape and walking out of the room and grabbing food and something to drink. I open my phone and sit on the counter. Calling the one guy I trust, my brother.
Ring
Ring
Ring
G: "Hello this is Gage Brock, may I ask who's calling?"
C: "hey, it's Colby"
G: "holy shit, I can't talk. I have to go."
C: "I know, I know, you don't wanna talk to me because it can get you in trouble. But I miss you dude, I miss all of you. I know everyone is mad at me right now b-"
G: "MAD?! NO WERE DISGUSTED COLE! YOURE A HEARTLESS KILLER! YOU LEFT US ALL BEHIND BECAUSE OF SOME MAFIA SHIT JAKE GOT YOU INTO! THEN YOU LEFT EVERYONE BEHIND AND RAN AWAY WITH APPARENTLY SOMEONE IN A DIFFERENT UNIVERSE!"
C: "I know. I can't help it, I don't even realize I commit the murders until after!"
G: "how?! How could you possibly not know?!"
C: "I have a mental problem, I basically black out and I'm not myself, it's like seeing red but I can't control myself and I can't remember anything after. It's like when you get blackout drunk and don't remember anything after and you can't control yourself. It's like you're in the passenger seat and someone else is in control. I have no control, it's not who I am. You know I wouldn't hurt someone like that for no reason."
G: "BULLSHIT! WHERE ARE YOU?!"
C: "I can't tell you..but I'm sorry for calling, it was a mistake, I thought we were going to be there for eachother through thick and thin like we promised as kids, I'll leave you alone, tell mom and dad I love them. Bye."
Before he can get another word in I hang up and throw my phone on the couch, I grab another truly and chug it. Maybe I should just go to bed, it'll pass the time until Sam gets home. I Finish the can and walk to sams room and lay down, hitting my vape one last time before snuggling in the sheets and forcing myself asleep.

~the next day~
I wake up with a raging hangover and just groan. I reach my arm over and feel the bed empty. "Sam?" Oh right, he's not here, he'll be back at three. I get up and go get some advil out of the bathroom, taking four and then laying back down and instant falling back asleep.

~four hours later~
I wake up and go to check my phone, remembering its on the couch. I get up and feel my whole body ache, Jesus, what did I do last night?! You and Sam fucked, it was pretty hot honestly. WHAT?! I run and grab my phone, no missed messages or calls. I look at the time
6:24 pm
Sams supposed to be home by now? I call him and get no answer so I text him asking him if he's okay and where he was before I over think like last time and go out and him being mad at me. I get a text back saying hell be home in 20 minutes, I let out a sigh of relief and sit on the couch, scrolling on instagram until he gets home.

A/N
I'm alive, sorry it took so long, got some stuff going on so here a short chapter, I hope all is well. I'm going to try to update more.