Just to clarify, this no hate to malia. I love her and I think she is perfect for colby.
sam and colby were just filming a video, investigating a haunted house, and were not expecting the night to end the way it did.
"Geez this place looks old" colby jokes, looking up at their next filming location.
"Yeah it's about 300 years old" his best friend announces, also looking up at the old building.
"Jeez is this safe?" the brunette jokes, chuckling slightly.
"Oh well. Take chance I guess"
"AHHH!" sam's head shot up as he heard his best friend scream from the other room.
"COLBY? COLBY?" He shouts, running towards the sound of groans coming from the younger. He then sees the boy on the floor, rolling around whilst clutching his ankle in pain. "Shit dude, are you okay?" He kneels beside him, showing his concern.
"Fuck. The floor gave in and I think I twisted my ankle" colby groans.
Within the next few minutes, sam had managed to pack everything up and now had colbys arm slung around his shoulders, vice versa, as the two stumbled out of the building. They finally reached the car, the blonde carefully placing the brunette in the passenger seat, before getting in the drivers.
"Do you want to go to the emergency room?" He asks, wanting what was best for his friend.
"No.. I should be okay" his counterpart groans and he couldn't help but feel guilty.
"I'm sorry"
"Sorry? What are you sorry for?" colby was shocked to say the least.
"I feel like it's my fault you got hurt. I mean, after all, you asked me if it was safe and I said 'oh well' "
"sam, listen" he places a hand on the blonde's thigh, "this wasn't your fault. I made my own decision to go inside the building, plus I was the one that found it in the first place. I also wasn't as careful as I should've been. I was jumping around everywhere" he chuckles, trying to relieve Sam.
"Thanks man" he smiles, placing his hand atop of Colbys before patting it gently, "now, let's get you home"
They pulled up to their apartment, sam helping colby just as he did when they got in the car. They finally reached the front door, sam unlocking it before helping colby onto the couch. He then went to the freezer to get some, and also found a bandage on his way.
"Okay, let's fix you up." He then placed the ice on colbys swollen ankle, before wrapping it in place with the bandage. "That should do the trick" he smiles and his hard work, before colbys girlfriend, malia, walked in.
"What happened babe?" She asks colby, giving sam a dirty look before kissing colbys cheek gently.
"I just fell whilst filming, but sam-" he got cut off.
"Of course you did. Because you're little 'friend' here doesn't care about anyone but himself. Maybe if he cared more, you wouldn't have gotten hurt" she walks up to sam, getting all in his face.
"Malia-" colby starts.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" She screams, startling the blonde as he takes a step back.
"I-I'm sor-"
"NO! WHAT THE FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" She repeats, cutting sam off. Tears pricked his eyes as she continued, getting all in his face and repeating the same words over and over again. He then watches as she grabs an empty glass bottle, raising it, ready to hit him. But before she had the chance, she was pulled back.
"DONT FUCKING SPEAK TO HIM LIKE THAT!" sam had never seen this side of his best friend before. Its was like some newly discovered anger. He then snatched the bottle off of her, "AND DONT YOU DARE THINK ABOUT TOUCHING HIM" he yells again. "GET THE FUCK OUT, RIGHT NOW!" She immediately grabs her things and leaves, leaving the two boys alone. Without saying a word, the taller boy brought the smaller into a hug, rubbing his back comfortingly and running fingers through his hair as he listens to his soft cries.
"Fuck.." he sobs, his whole body shaking in fear.
"Shhh, its okay. I'm sorry man. I never thought she would do anything like that. None of this is your fault. I'm so fucking sorry" both boys were now just a ball of sobs, holding eachother tightly. Colby felt awful for his best friend, and he swore he would protect sam for the rest of his life.
