The only one for me || Colby Brock

Part 15 - Recovery

Clhoie's P.O.V

It had been four days since Sam and Colby had been over at my house, witch had resulted in me being sober for four days. Their talk to me had really got me to think. I didn't wanna be sober, like i really really didn't. But i really wanted to make Sam proud of me, and i was desperate for the voices to stop.

And now i just sat on my bed, staring blankly at the wall as the afternoon sun filtered through my curtains. Four days clean, witch wasn't that much, but it felt much to me. I traced her fingers over the scars on my arm, trying hard not to toutch any new wounds. I was really proud of being sober from alcohol and drugs for four days, but my self harm was another story. Over the last days it had just gotten worse, it was the only way that i could do to distract me from my own thoughts.

The ringing of my phone broke me out of my focus, I lifted up my phone to look who is ws. I wasn't surprised to see Colby's name flash across the screen. He and Sam had called to check in on me everyday since our talk. I felt a flutter of excitement mixed with anxiety as i took the phone into my hand, and answered.

"Hey, Clho!" Colby's voice came trough the speakers, warm and inviting, cutting through the tension inside of my chest.

"Hey, Colby." I finally managed to reply, trying to sound more relaxed than i felt inside.

"I just wanted to check in. You doing okay?"

I hesitated a little. Am i okay? "Yeah, I mean, I'm holding it together. Taking my meds, Four days clean, you know?"

"That's great, Clhoie. I'm really proud of you." His voice felt genuin when he said that, like he really meant it.

"Thanks. It's harder than I rememberd it was," I said as i laughed a little, my heart racing. I could hear the concern in his tone as he spoke to me, knowing he was trying to ignore where i really stood in life.

"Yeah, I get that. Last times we talked, i noticed things were tough. How's your... um, self-harm?" he asked carefully.

"It good" I lied trough my teeth, biting my lip. "I've been clean for about two weeks now"

"Oh that's good" Colby said, you could hearing a smile on his face as he spoke. "So, what's your plan? I know you're working on it."

I sighed. "I don't really know, to be honest. I just have to keep pushing through and figure it out."

"Just one day at a time, right?"

"Yeah, one day at a time." I smiled faintly. A part of me felt embarrassed admitting all of this, especially to Colby. But another part appreciated the openness.

"Listen, Clhoie," Colby started, a seriousness in his voice, "I know it's a lot right now. And I really want to support you. But I need to be honest, I think we should hold off on the whole 'going out' thing until you feel a bit more stable mentally."

I could feel a sharp pang inside of my chest. I could understand why he wanted it, and i agreed, but hearing it aloud made me feel dejected. "I get it, Colby. I really do. I just... wish things were different."

"Hey, let's not make it a date just yet," he suggested. "How about I come over and we just chill? Just friends, no pressure."

I could feel my heart lift up a little. "Really? Just hang out?"

"Totally. We could watch a movie, order some food, just talk."

"That sounds... actually really nice," I answard softly, a warm smile creeping up on my face. "I'd like that."

"Great! What do you want to watch? Action, drama, or maybe one of those terrible rom-coms?"

"Rom-coms are perfect," I giggled at him. "I could use some laughter."

"Rom-com it is! How about I come over around six?"

"Sounds good. I'll, uh, clean up a bit. You know, make it somewhat presentable," I joked, trying to lighten the mood.

"You don't need to impress me, Clhoie. I'm just excited to hang out."

"Okay, good point. I'll just be me, messy hair and all."

"I wouldn't have it any other way," he said, the warmth in his voice lifting up my spirit.

As they wrapped up their conversation, I could feel a sense of hope. I knew the path ahead would be rocky, but the thought of Colby coming over grounded me. Maybe i could be strong enough to not only battle my inner demons but also share a good time with Colby. For the first time in days, i could feel the clouds began to part.

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