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Abby Garcia-Colace is the third Bella. She is a part of the Bella triplets. She has been in WWE for 3 years now. She bumps into t...
I sighed as I stood near the window, watching Abby's taxi drive away. We hadn't talked to each other since I snapped at her. That was on Wednesday. I honestly don't know why I snapped at her like that. I know she was trying to help me but I didn't want her help. I was ruining everything. I just didn't know what to do.
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A few hours later.....
"What's going on??" I asked.
"Nothing, we were just talking." Joe said.
"So, are you guys getting back together??" Jon asked.
"Yeah, we should, right??" Abby asked.
My face dropped.
"What's wrong??"
"Abby.....we can't get back together."
"Colby?? Wake up."
"W-what??" I cried as I shot up, breathing heavily.
"You were crying in your sleep. Are you okay?" Jon asked.
"Huh, I'm fine. Don't...worry about me."
"Are you sure??" Joe asked.
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"Okay, well, how about you go and freshen up a little bit?? Why don't we go out to eat?? You're probably sick of staying indoors." Jon said.
"Yeah I am."
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Abby's POV:
I wasn't scared to admit that I was hurt. Colby and I haven't talked since he snapped at me. He didn't even say goodbye to me before I left for work. It was very awkward staying in the same house as him and not talking to him.
I arrived at the hotel a few hours ago and was getting ready to meet Charlotte. I decided to wear this. Something simple but cute.
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I left the hotel and made my way to Starbucks. When I went inside, I saw Charlotte already sitting inside.
"Hey Charlotte." I said as I approached the table.
"Hey Abby. Looking cute." she said as we sat down.
"Thank you. You too."
"So...um...about Smackdown. I just want you to know that I am totally on your side here. Carmella got personal on Tuesday. She also tried to play the numbers game against you. And I know that you're a good person. You've done nothing to Carmella so why should she start a battle?? I know you and Naomi might have some trouble trusting me considering what happened between Becky, Paige, and I but I really wanna turn over a new leaf."
"I understand and I do trust you. The fact that you even came out to the ring really showed me that you're worth trusting."
"Thank you. I just don't want to let you down. I know you're fighting Carmella to defend Colby."
"Yeah. Don't worry. I know we can beat the Welcoming Committee."
"I just hope Naomi will be okay with me joining you guys."
"Trinity will be fine with it. Don't you worry." I tried smiling but what happened with Colby was still bothering me at the back of my mind.
"Are you okay?? You look kinda upset." Charlotte asked.
"I'm fine. It's just....Colby and I kinda got into a disagreement and left on a bad note. I still haven't talked to him."
"Just give him some time to cool off."
"I know. I just hate fighting with him. I just wanna help him. Being depressed and all, he does need someone with him."
"Did you say anything to him about his depression??"
"Yeah."
"Well, if you do ask him about it, he's bound to get defensive. He's probably just scared to admit it. Or he's feeling weird right now."
"Maybe."
"Just give him a little time to himself before talking to him."
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A few hours later.....
Colby's POV:
I found myself sobbing on the couch. Joe, Jon and I went out to eat. We came back and Joe and Jon went straight to bed. I told them I was going to be sitting downstairs watching TV but I wasn't really. I just really needed to cry. I was really missing Abby. She was my happiness. Now we're not talking because of me. I needed to calm myself down and there was only one way to do that.
I ran upstairs and to my bathroom. I checked behind the bottles of soaps to find my blade but I couldn't find it. It wasn't there. I felt myself starting to panic. I needed to cut. It was an addiction. Like when you're addicted to alcohol or drugs. I trashed the entire bathroom looking for it but I couldn't find it anywhere.
I found myself sobbing loudly as I sunk to the ground. My whole life was a mess. I was a mess. I didn't know what to do with myself. I was just useless. I kept on crying and sobbing until I eventually fell asleep.
