Colby Brock Imagines 2

You Got in an Argument

Me and Colby were having an argument late at night. We were mostly just tired and exhausted, so we weren't thinking right.

"Go and just fucking leave!"

I yelled at him, and he froze, staring at me with his jaw clenched.

"Fine."

He mumbled. 

He grabbed his hoodie and keys before he went to the front door, opening it and slamming it shut behind him.

After he left, i went upstairs to our room and laid in our bed and cried myself to sleep, regretting how i yelled at him.

I eventually woke up around 2 a.m. and got up to go get water since my throat was dry from crying. I got out of bed and walked downstairs. I went and got myself water and before i left the kitchen, i say the TV in the living room on. The light from the TV helped show that Colby was now asleep on the couch. '

I frowned at that but then i noticed on the big, white beanbag in the living room that there was a bouquet of flowers and a note. i walked over and picked the note up. 

Forgive me? :(

It said in Colby's handwriting and had a couple tear stain spots on it.