I fucking hate life. He is evil and strong. Better to beat me harder that he did in the dream. He slams me into lockers and beats me until I pass out then I wake up with blood all over my clothes because of that bad boy-bitch thing that is definitely not my Colby.
My Colby. I miss him so much and it hasn't even been five minutes since I woke up. I was walking around downstairs like a crying and miserable zombie. I just wanted my Colby back, I wanted the boy that loved me back and I was going to get him back.
"Sam, honey come sit down your worrying me." My mother looked at me worriedly and gasped in horror when she saw my face. I looked like I was dead and as long as I'm being honest I wish I was.
"I loved him mom. I thought he loved me but it was a dream. He still hates me, he still wants to hurt me, and he still wants to kill me!" I sobbed and walked over to her before hugging her and crying onto her shoulder.
"Sam go sit on the couch I'll make you some coffee and some cinnamon rolls okay?" She asked sitting me down on the couch but I shook my head.
"Both of those things remind me of him." I sobbed making he sigh and go into the kitchen before coming back out and handing me a peanut butter jelly sandwich before kissing my head and heading out the door to go to work.
"Just watch some TV and relax honey." She smiled sweetly before walking out of the house and leaving me alone in the cold and lonely house once again without my Colby to hold me and keep me warm. Please God let him know.
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I'll Do Better This Time (Solby)
FanfictionSam finally gets the love of his life to confess his love for Sam at the highschool prom but Sam then wakes up and realizes it was just a dream. Colby had the same dream as Sam did but can't remember just as much because of, well personal reasons bu...
