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Chapter 10

I found myself at the building. It was mid-day so I was trying to not look suspicious as I went inside of it.

Sometimes I'd walk to the building and I'd feel like someone was watching me so I'd walk down the street slowly, When I'd feel like whoever was there was gone, I'd turn towards the building. I repeated the process at least four times until I heard Colby yell 'just get in here, you idiot', when he said that I had wondered if he watched that entire process, if he did I felt bad for him.

"Nobody is around, dont over stress" Colby reassured me as he patted my back.

He stepped over some broken wood and wallpaper bits to get to the stairs before carefully walking up them. If I wasnt staring at his ass I probably would have followed right behind him, but I was—Well, I was staring at his ass.

"Scared again are we, Golbach?" Colby laughed and turned to look at me from the top of the stairs.

His false accusation made me trudge upstairs like an angry child. I wasnt going to tell him I was looking at his butt, so I had to lie.

"No I got over that the second you showed me the pond. Besides, even if I was, it would because of your face, not an old building."

"Oh, real mature" he rolled his eyes at me and walked over to where the you could see the pond. He picked up a rock that was in that part of the room and threw it harshly.

"Whats wrong?" I asked.

He turned to me and furrowed his brows before stupidly asking 'why would you think somethings wrong?', I told him 'because you're here, and you just over dramatically threw a rock, which by the way, increases our chances of getting caught', he then smiled at me before sitting down. I did the same as him, but eventually found myself laying down, using my hands to prop up my head.

So now I am silently laying beside him, just staring at the sky. He laid down too and when I felt eyes on me I turned to meet his, and I experienced incredible déjà vu because his eyes were exactly like the sky.

"You have nice eyes, they're very bright and stand out" I said, I couldnt help but smile as I spoke.

"I could say the same for yours, Golbach" after he said that, I realized how cheesy what I said was. I cringed at the thought that I so clearly flirted with him, and that he so clearly flirted back.

The room once again fell silent and I just went back to looking at the sky through the torn bits in the roof. I had made it so that one hand was under my head, and the other rested on my stomach. Colby wasnt even smooth about taking my hand in his, he just took it off of my stomach and intertwined our fingers.

I was going to question him, but he'd probably let my hand go, and I didnt want that. I wanted to stay like this for as long as I could, it was sweet.

"Remember Mikey Jameson?" He questioned.

You know that one part of a movie where they play the record stopping sound effect? Alright well insert that here and that's what I heard in my head the second he mentioned such a foul name.

Oh yes, Mikey Jameson, AKA the boy who outed me. The boy who made my last two years of high school a living hell. The boy who's name I didnt mention earlier because it was worse than mentioning Voldemort's name. The boy who's name I forced myself to forget, yet it's found its way back to me. That Mikey Jameson? No, I dont remember him at all...

"My hair feels soft today" I awkwardly said, attempting to change the subject. I pulled my hand away from his and began to play with my hair. I dont know why I even said this! It made no sense, it was even more irrelevant than Mikey.

Colby brought his hand up to my head and ran it through my hair. "I guess it does" he said as he sat up and shrugged. He let out a deep sigh as he played with his fringe a bit. "But um anyway, back to Mikey I eh.."

"Can we talk about something else? Like maybe whats wrong? You said you come here when you're pissed so I'm just guessing something happened" I tried to change subject, again.

He knows what Mikey did to me, everyone knows. Why in hell would He bring him up?

I cant believe Colby had the nerve to bring him up. THE NERVE, the fucking nerve. Oh my god I cant emphasize it enough, The nerve.

I felt like I was going to puke. Even the thought of Mikey made my stomach turn and my head feel light.

"Well thats exactly why I—You look sick, is everything alright?" He asked as he brought his hand to my forehead, to which I pushed away.

"I'm fine, dont touch me" I snapped at him.

"Ok obviously not. Whats the matter?" He asked.

My eyes widened and I stood up to move away from him. "Whats the matter? Are you stupid? You know I remember Mikey Jameson, you KNOW I do, I know you know that I do. I cant believe youd just ruin a good moment to bring him up, I cant believe you. I-"
"He died in a car crash this morning" Colby cut me off.

I stared at him for a long time, with anger written all over my face, but I could feel it soften up as I finally took in what he had said.

"H-he did?" I asked. Is this really all I could say? Oh god.

Colby nodded and walked over to me. "I know you hate him, but he was one of my best friends. I know he was horrible to you, and believe me when I say I told him to stop, but now he's dead Sam and what he did to you was beside the point." as he got closer to me I could tell he wanted to cry, but was trying to refrain from doing so.

I held out my arms for him to hug me, and when he took that hug I could feel him shaking. I felt horrible. Not horrible enough to apologize for getting upset, but horrible.

"I'm sorry for your loss" Instead of apologizing for how I acted, I apologized that he lost someone close to him.

I could hear him sniff and felt him hold me tighter. I wasnt sure how to comfort him, so I just rubbed circles into his back and told him things will be alright.

My comforting seemed to work because when he pulled away he only smiled at me and wiped away his tears.

"I-I know losing someone can be hard..." I began. I wanted to go on this great monologue about how it sucks and how even though I hate him, I wish I could bring him back for Colby, but my throat felt like it was tied in a knot so all I could do was croak an awkward "I'm sorry"

Colby shook his head and said "dont be, it's all ok. I just needed to get this out of my system. I know you dont like him, I just wish I didnt feel the need to bother you about him"

"No, its fine, really. I uh dont mind. I really overreacted earlier" I said as I rubbed the back of my neck.

"You know, last night when I had gone home I talked to him too. I know its only been a year since we got out of high school, but he changed a lot. Last night at the mention of your name he sounded so upset. He was upset because he was so horrible towards you. He-"
"I get it, he changed and he's sorry. You dont have to go into detail. Not because I dont care, but because it sounds like it hurts you to explain" I forced a smile on my face and when I did he forced one too.

"Come on, Let get out of here. I'll go take you out for lunch or something" I said, trying to lift the mood a bit.

Its not that I no longer wanted to talk about this, but it just seemed to make him feel worse the more he did talk about it. Venting is always good, but Im not sure I'm particularly the right person to vent about Mikey Jameson's death with. Especially since I freaked out at the mentioning of his name.

"Like a date?" He said jokingly as he nudged me with his elbow.

For someone who just went through a loss, he bounced back fairly quickly.

I only shook my head and rolled my eyes at him.

A/N:
Well that escalated quickly.