Onward and Upward ||Colby Brock fanfic||

Chapter {15}

"I swear I will murder you if you go through with this Colby." I threatened in my most serious tone I could mantain.

"Oh but I cant resist the urge Kenzie..." He trailed off torturously still cornering me.

I gave him one last icy glare before making a run for the opposite side of the room.

I sprinted only to have him catch me by my waist and pull me back over to where he was currently standing.

"No stop!" I screamed as his hands made contact with my sides, tickling me to death.

I couldnt stop laughing. Why do we laugh when were tickled? Like seriously its not fun at all.

I squirmed under his grasp but he didnt seem to be letting go of me anytime soon.

Just then the door bell rang, saving me.

He finally released me from his tight grip and let me answer the door.

I opened the door to find the one and the only, yes people satan herself in the flesh.

"Juliaaaaaaa..." I trailed unenthusiastically.

She instead ignored my presence and walked into the room anyway.

"Come in." i muttered under my breath watching her make her way over to Colby.

"I came to get my boyfriend back." She said agressiley yanking him out of the aparment and slamming the door on her way out. Rude.

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"Kenzieeeee." I heard Nicole shout from the couch in the other room.

I reluntantly swung my legs over the side of the couch and stood up from my comfortable position.

"What is it Nicole?" I ask crossing my arms and cocking my hip.

"Im leaving for about an hour ill be back soon."

And with that she was out the door.

I sat down at the table and started to think about my life.

Suddenly my outlook on life changed. I thought very negativly for once.

My mom dying. My step mom hating me. Not seeing my father or my little brother. Im all alone in this world.

I stood up from the table now aware of the tears streaming stains in my cheeks.

I dont want to do this.

I walked over to the glass cabnit pulling out the little gun Nicole and I agreed to get for protection in case anyone broke in.

I sat in the kitchen floor, in the corner where I could see the door perfectly.

I felt the cole metal hit my temple, tempting me to do it.

Tears continued to flow freely as my mind went on adventures of all the negative things in my life.

"I dont want to do this anymore." I chanted to myself over and over. The gun still pressed on my temple. Waiting for me to pull it.

"Kenzie?"