Beaten| Colby Brock

Gone

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Kenya
I awoke to the sound of birds and light shining on my face.

I unbuckled my seatbelt and went to the back of Colby's house and climbed up the tree and into his window.

I slept in my car because, I couldn't bring myself to leave him.

I looked around the room and saw that he wasn't in here.

I sat on his bed, until I heard footsteps.

I panicked and quickly slid under his bed.
I saw Colby's feet walk in and close the door behind him.

He made his way to the bathroom and I slid out of my hiding spot.

He walked back into the room with a sewing needle and thread.

"If you weren't gonna leave why didn't you just sleep in here" He asked without looking at me.

"What are you doing" I asked curving his question.

"Attempting to sew this up" he turned to reveal a deep cut under his belly button.

"You want help, my moms a doctor so I know how to do it"

"Sure"

As I started stitching his wound, he asked me questions.

"Aren't your parents worried?"
"No, I told them about me cutting that kid, and they said it's a good thing I defended myself and you....and they think you're a girl" I chuckled

"Why" he smirked

"Hey mom and dad I'm sleeping over at this dudes house kay bye." I mocked

He chuckled.

"I'm sorry" He whispered
"For what?"
"Hitting you, and yelling....just for everything, I bet you wish we hadn't met." He said looking away from me.

I kept stitching him up.

"I-" I was cut of by the door swinging open

"Why the fuck is there a girl in her!" His dad slurred

Neither of us said anything.

"What cat got your tongue" he said grabbing men by my hair.

"Let her go!" Colby yelled standing up

His dad through me into the ground and stomped on my back.

I groaned in pain.

It all happened so fast, Colby lunged at his dad and I heard a blood curdling groan come from his dad.

"You stabbed me!" He shrieked
Colby continued plunging the knife in and out of his dad.

Over and over and over.

Until his dad finally stopped struggling.

Colby looked at me.
His beautiful face covered in blood.

I was terrified of him at this moment.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me up.

We ran down the stairs and out the door.

We sat in the car and I looked at him.

His eyes were dark and angry.

"Colby w-" he cut me off
"Shut the fuck up."

I did as I was told.

"Drive the fucking car....we are not staying in this town...we can't"

"I can't run away!"

He punched me in the face.
Immediately tears poured out of my eyes.

"You can and you will, you're mine and nobody else's and if you try to call the cops your prints will be on the pocket knife too, so it looks like you did it with me"

"Fuck you" I said starting to unbuckle.

"Leave if you want, but trust me everyone will know what happened at your old school if you do" he looked at me with a dark smirk

I sighed and drove anywhere Colby wanted me too.

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If you haven't noticed Colby is a bipolar psychopath In this book.

😊Enjoy😊

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