Just a Ship - Solby

Refusal and Ramification

Another one?! Yes, I'm cooking guys. Or... maybe I'm just trying to put off finishing my 3D art project... we aren't gonna talk about it. Also, I'm stuck in Florida because I went to visit a friend and now I'm trapped from the hurricane. Help TT

Anyways this one I've re-written like 5 times, so that's why it's late TT

TW: None

Ramification :

1. Consequence, especially one that causes complications.

Enjoy!

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Colby should have broken up with her. He should have confessed. To anyone at all. Told her the truth. But no. He decided he loved her more. More than he loved Sam. He had been obsessed with her for months, why couldn't he be obsessed with her again?

So he continued to love her.

Gabi 🫶❤️ : 'Sorry, I'm staying in Costa Rica for a little while longer, I don't know when I'll be back, my dad had some health complications. Love you lots.'

Colby sent back a simple reply, stating he hoped her father got better, and that he missed and loved her, but she could stay as long as she needed too. He sent it, looking at her location under her name. It still said LA, California, maybe it was glitching or something, either way, he was exhausted and didn't care enough to look deeper.

He looked over to see the red-headed boy (before he red-dyed it black) sprawled out on the couch, snoring lightly.

~ 9 years prior ~ 

"Sammmmmmm! Wake up! We have schooooool." Colby hollered into his best friends ear.

"Mnmmmmm. I don' wanna." Grumbled a sleepy blonde boy, rubbing his eyes. He was oddly positioned, his head on Colby's lap, but one of his knees on the ground, his other leg propped up on the edge of the couch.

"He's not up yet?" A familiar voice came from the doorway. Colby shook his head at the dark haired woman that he called mom. She was wearing a simple button up white shirt and a short black skirt. A cup of black coffee in her hand. 

She smiled at the boys, who had fallen asleep watching movies the night before. She walked over to Sam, grinning before yanking the blanket off of him, waking him abruptly.

"Mommmm." Colby complained, but he giggled at his friends response. Sam squealing for warmth. Colby's mom was like a second mother to Sam, and Sam's mom like another to Colby . Colby's mother laughed lightly, telling them to come eat soon and that their friend Nate and Matt we're outside waiting to be driven to school.

It was their senior year. And Sam and Colby were inseparable, if Sam wasn't at Colby's house, then colby was at Sam's, and vice versa. Sam crawled out of the youngest grip, stretching before looking into his eyes softly, he wasn't wearing a shirt, and his pelvis was showing. Colby flushed red, smiling eagerly back at Sam.

Sam grabbed his backpack and pulled a black t-shirt on. Sam pulled Colby off of the couch, and they both stumbled into the kitchen, grabbing a snack or two. Colby grabbed his backpack, and hoisted his over his shoulder. Sam held it by the handle, holding a granola bar in his other hand.

They exited the kitchen, Colby's mom following them out the front door.

"Sam! Colby! Finally, we're gonna be late! And we all know how Mrs. Lee gets." Matt grumbled, pulling his backpack behind him and reaching for the car door. Nate laughed at Matt, hopping into the back seat next to him. Sam opened the passenger seat door and climbed in.