Roommates | Solby Smut

13. Call Your Mom

A/N: The title of this chapter is in reference to the song "Call your Mom" by Noah Kahan. If you have not listened to the song, please listen to now our while you are reading this chapter. This chapter is heavily inspired by that song. Okay back to the really sad chapter.

TW: Mentions of suicide, SH

Sam's POV

I listened as Colby sobbed as the shower ran. I was just sitting there on my phone when I heard something I really didn't want to hear. "Sam," I heard Colby say very faintly before a loud crash came from the bathroom. I rush over to the bathroom and open the door. There laid Colby in a pool of his own blood and cuts lining his arms. There wasn't a single space that wasn't an open wound on either arm. I quickly call 911 as I sob while checking for a heartbeat.

911: 911 what's your emergency?

Sam: My boyfriend. He cut himself a lot and he passed out. He has a really faint heartbeat. I don't know what to do.

911: Where are you located?

Sam: I am in Boyd Hall on UCLA's Campus. Room 422. Please hurry I don't know what to do. Please.

"Come on Colby. Please wake up. Please just wake up. I can't loss you, please." I say as I try to shake Colby awake. It felt like hours but was probably only a couple minutes when I heard the paramedics at the door. They knocked letting me know it was them. They started to help Colby as much as they could as I stood behind watching. They wrapped him up to help the bleeding and got an IV started as they loaded him up onto a gurney. I asked if I could come with, and they told me yes. I grabbed mine and Colby's phone, my keys, mine and Colby's wallet, and one of his sweatshirts. I put it on as we made our way down the stairs and outside to the cold November air.

The ambulance ride was chaotic and the EMTs had a lot of questions to ask me, some of which I knew and some I didn't. After a short drive, we arrived at the hospital. The EMTs immediately told the nurses and doctors in the ER what they knew from me, and they told them the medical stats they took in the ambulance. As they wheeled Colby to a room a nurse took me to a private room and asked me some questions.

"Was Colby acting weird today at any point that would lead you to believe he would do this?"

"Not really. He was acting weird after a party. He was sobbing and shaking and wouldn't let me touch him."

"Has Colby ever done this before?"

"Hurt himself? Yes. He has been doing it for a while now."

"Was Colby suicidal?"

"I don't think so, but honestly, I don't know. I thought he was happy, but I really don't know."

I guess the nurse didn't have anymore questions for now as she led me to the waiting room and asked me to wait there.

I decided it was time to call his parents and break the news to them. I opened my phone and my hands started to shake as I searched for his mom's number. It had to be like 4 in the morning over there, but I know I have to call his mom. I click dial and the phone rings a couple times before I hear to click and hear a groggy voice say "hello?"

"Hi, Colby's mom it's Sam."

"Hi Sam, isn't it a little late to be calling. What is going on?"

"Um well you see me, and Colby went to a party tonight and something must have happened at the party because Colby came home, and um he tried to kill himself or at least, I think. He was already unconscious when I found him, and he had multiple cuts up and down his arms. I am at the hospital right now with him, but I have no idea how he is doing or anything."

I hear her sob on the other side of the phone before I hear Colby's dad wake up. They are both in a panic and saying they will get on the first flight they can. Before hanging up she told me to keep her updated on him.

This was going to be a very long night.

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I must have fallen asleep at some point because I woke to the sun shining through the big windows and a frantic lady asking the nurses about her son. I open my eyes and see the Brocks standing at the nurses station. I wave at them and they come over to me and hug me.

"Have you heard anything yet?" His mom asks me tears streaming down her face.

"No not yet." They nod to my answer as we make our way to some seats. His mom and I are sitting in chairs as his dad paces the floor wringing his hands. It is he loudest silence I have ever heard in one place at a time. It feels like years before someone comes out and asks for anyone with Cole Brock. We all stand and hurriedly walk over to the doctor.

"Hello guys. We are so sorry you haven't received an update, but I finally have one for you. Cole lost a lot of blood, and he was very lucky to have someone there that was able to call. We were able to stop the bleeding and stitched up the wounds that needed it. We gave him some blood transfusions and IV fluids. He is stable for now but is still not ready to wake up yet."

"We had to place him in a medical coma for a little bit. This is mostly for his own good. We need to give him time to heal and time to come down from the episode. We will wake him up tomorrow but until then there isn't much else to do. I suggest going home and rest and you can come back tomorrow morning to see him." His parents and both said thank you.

Since I rode in the ambulance with Colby, I called an Uber for all of us. I asked if they wanted to stay in my dorm, but they said they would stay in a hotel. The Uber driver dropped off his parents and then he dropped me off at the school. I walked the little bit to my dorm room. The second I walked inside I started crying. The blood was still all over the bathroom floor and sadness of the past 24 hours lingered in the air. I decided to go ahead and clean the bathroom as much as I could with some bleach and got most of it up. I found the razor blade laying on the ground and took it.

Why Colby? Was I not enough for you? Were you unhappy? Am I unlovable?

Voices crept in my head as I tried to make sense of the night. I stared at the blade and wondered more was it me or something else entirely. I took off Colby's sweatshirt and placed the blade on my wrist. Why doesn't he love me? I drag it across the skin once twice and a couple more times. I don't stop until it feels right.

Why Colby? Why don't you want to be with me?