17. Skin

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A/N: Hey its been a while. I was on vacation for about 2 weeks and then I just kinda forgot to update but I am here now and ready to give the people what they want. This book is almost over actually! How do we feel about that? Anyway I will shut up now.

Colby's POV

Last night was crazy. I did in fact break my hand which looking back now was a stupid move on my part in the first place. The nurse put a cast on it and told me I will be in the cast for 4 weeks. I went back to room last night and went to bed immediately. I am so mentally drained and I am so over the past 48 hours.

This morning I decided it would be a good time to write in my journal. I wasn't sure what to write though. It has laid open on the little desk in my room for over 30 minutes now with nothing coming to mind. I paced back and forth for a while trying to think of anything to write down. This went on for a while until I had to leave and go to group therapy. During group I sat in silence next to Jake giving Zach dirty looks and rolling my eyes anytime he would talk.

Group therapy final ended and me and Jake walked to lunch together. We sat in silence until Jake looked over at me and said "Dude you need to stop letting him get under your skin." My eyes went wide and I just stared at him. "What is there something on my face?" he says wiping his face with his hand.

"No, Jake you're good but what you just said gave me an idea. I'll see you later for dinner okay i've got to go do something." I stood up in a hurry not even waiting for Jake to say anything before I made my way to my room. I walked as fast as possible before hurrling myself into the chair at my desk. I started writing and I didn't stop until dinner, and until it was perfect.

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"Wait. Hold on," Jake says setting down his drink for a minute, "So you wrote an entire song in like 3 hours and you wanna record it. That is sick. Do you know when you are going to record it?"

"I am thinking I will have Sam help me record it when I leave here and then he can help me record a music video or something." I wrote an entire song after therapy and I even had plans for a music video and everything. This may kick start my whole YouTube career or maybe just my career online in general. I was seeing Sam tomorrow so I was very excited to tell him about the song but stilll nervous to explain the situations that have happened since I got in here. I was very close to my 30 day mark and I could not wait to leave and get back home and to the normal world.

The Next Day

Sam's POV

I drove in silence on my way to see Colby. It had been over 20 days since I had last seen him. I was so ready to kiss him and see him in person. I missed his smile, his laugh, his ringed fingers entertwined with mine. I was nervous of if he would be different or what he would say when I got there but I was also ready for whatever as long as if I got to see my colbs again.

I pulled into the parking lot and turned off the car. I opened the door as the winter air left me with a chill. I locked the car and made my way to the door that I was told to go to when I arrived today. The front desk lady got me checked in, gave me a vistor badge, and told me to wait for the doctor to come and get me.

A couple minutes later some old guy came to get me. He introduced himself as Doctor Greene. He told me that he is Colby's doctor and the one helping in. He told me that I will have some time with Colby by myself and then he would love to meet with both of us to discuss the future. I just agreed with whatever he said so I can see Colby faster. He lead me to a little room with some chairs and tables and white boards. If I had to guess this is a therapy room or classroom or something.

I sat at one of the tables waiting for Colby to come to the room. I was looking around at the room when the door opened. I looked up and there he was. Dark hair longer than before, big smile on his face, and a cast on his arm? I ran over to him as he gripped me in the biggest hug of all time. I was crying a bit as he kissed the top of my head.

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