The only one for me || Colby Brock

Part 4 - Sam's apartment

(TW:Drugs, arguments)
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No one's P.O.V

Sam waited anxiously by his apartment window. He waited for his sister to be done taking of her shose so he could talk to her. He had often wondered how she was doing, knowing that she had struggled with personal demons during their time apart. And now he had it conformd that she wasn't doing better, and it hurts him.

Sam's heart had sunked as he had realized earlier that she was already drunk, her gait unsteady and her speech a little slurred. Despite his concerns, he couldn't help but feel a surge of love and protectiveness towards his sister.

Sam finally saw Clhoie walk twords him from the hall, she sat down into his sofa and just looked at him. They stood there for a moment, an awkward silence hanging between them. Sam's mind raced with thoughts of how to help his sister, but he knew this conversation wouldn't be easy.

He sat down beside her, taking her hand in his. "Clhoie, we need to talk," he began, his voice steady but filled with emotion. "I've been worried about you, and I can see that things haven't been going well."

Clhoie felt anger fill up inside of her as she looked up at her brother. "I know, Sam. But where were you? When i needed help? Huh?" she said with a low voice while she took her hand away from his. Looking him dead in the eyes.

Sam's heart ached as he heard the anger in her voice. "I know. I'm sorry, Clhoie. But i am here now and we can fight it together. I'm here for you, no matter what."

She stood up from the sofa to calm herself down. 
"Well you sure wheren't there when i hit rock bottom, Sam. I lost my whole future, and I've been drinking non-stop for years. I had nowhere else to turn." Her voice getting higher and higher as she yelled at Sam.

Sam's eyes widened at the revelation of her dire situation. "You should have called me, Clho-"

"No Sam i couldn't fucking call you, you were all up mom's ass, you fucking blocked me after my relapse. You can tell me you care now but don't dare say you cared them" She said looking him dead into his eyes.

He sat there, gathering his thoughts. He knew that she had a point, he wasn't there for her. He had chosen there mom over her. But he tried not to take it to heart, he needed to focus. "First, we need to get you sober. We'll find a rehab center, somewhere you can heal and recover."

Clhoie shook her head, her eyes immediately filling up with panick. "No, Sam. Not rehab. I can't go through that again. It didn't work last time." She shuddered at the memory of her previous failed attempt at recovery.

Sam signed, he didn't know how to help her. She sure as hell didn't want any help.

"Look Clho, i can't make you do something you don't wanna do. I just want you to know that i am here for you now. And i will never leave you again"

Clhoie stood there thinking about what he had said, she didn't wanna come over here just to have a screaming match with her brother.

"Sure Sam, look i don't have the energy to fight you with this right now" Clhoie just said as she went into the bathroom.

Clhoie's P.O.V

I got into the bathroom and almost immediately startet crying, it was just to much at once. Everything that Sam had said to me really hit me. Like i knew he just wanted to help me but i wonderd if he really cared, He still left me all alone for four whole years.

I didn't wanna think about this right now, i didn't wanna think, period. I took out my phone to see if i had any new notification, i had one from Eweline, she said that she couldn't see me tonight. I felt my heart sinking at that. I was very sensetive when it came to my friends, they could say that they were too tierd to hang out and i would think that they hated me.

I went into my contact list to find my dealers number, i knew this was a bad idea but fuck it. I sent away a quick text to him, he answared me almost immediately.

C: hey can u meet

X: sure, where?

C: *addres*

I turned of my phone and walked out of the bathroom to find Sam still sitting on the Sofa, staring into the wall.

He looked up at me and started to speak. "Clhoie i know that i hurt you before, but i am so proud of you. Even if i don't like the way you are coping with your feelings. I am still proud that you are still alive, and i know someday you are gonna stop with all this and have the life you deserve" i could feel tears inside of my eyes. I don't think i heard anyone say that they were proud of me my whole life.

I went over to him to give him a hug. When i huged him i started crying harder. I had missed his hugs and his company so much.

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