one night // colby brock

eighty | buckle up when your unconscious

Ronnie's POV

I practically ran downstairs and followed the noise that continued to echo through the house.

I ran through the hallway, searching to find something.

Anyone.

The door for the garage was open and the clatter and shouts seemed to be coming from that direction.

I feared to enter.

What if I didn't want to see what was going on?

I could just step back and not get involved.

My thoughts of denial were soon cut off by a loud crash and screams from the garage.

No more hesitation.

I ran in to find the door ajar.

I pushed it open to see the garage trashed.

All of Eltons gear was all knocked off the shelves.

All I could focus on was the blur of boys trying to separate two people.

I stood in the doorway, with fear and regret building up at the pit of my stomach.

I knew I would be no help breaking up that fight.

All I could do was watch.

I couldn't move, I froze up.

I could see Kat, Amanda and Devyn all pressed up against the wall.

Whincing everytime someone would shout or scream.

The two boys were finally pulled apart.

Sam and Colby.

What?

Why were they fighting?

They are bestfriends.

They haven't even ever had one argument.

Sam's nose was bleeding, just like Brennen's.

His eye was bruised and his cheek was swollen.

I looked over to Katrina who was being supported by Devyn and Amanda.

It must be hard for her to see that.

My eyes trailed over to Colby.

Sam being held back by Aaron.

Elton and Corey tightly gripping Colby's clothes, holding him still from lunging forward.

His eyes were filled with anger but they didn't look like Colby's eyes,

"Where the FUCK is she?!" He slurred, shouting,

"She's upstairs with your other bestfriend you just beat the fuck out of you asshole!" Sam yelled back.

Wait.