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I Fought Him

COLBY
Sam grabs my arm and his keys and he drive to an unknown place, I made a bad mistake, One that may cost me a friendship, maybe even my relationship. Brennen and I were in his room chilling, we were drunk, he started to tease me and it got really intense, he ended up punching me and like an idiot, I punched him back. "I'm going to your house." Sam says, my drunken eyes widen, I haven't been home in like a year and this is how I'm approaching my family!" I yell, he looks at me, then back at the road. "Colby, we're 19, we have our own apartment, our parents can't control us anymore." Sam says. "Sam! I have a huge cut on my arm, that I made, and I'm illegally drunk!" I yell, sam pulls over and looks at me, he starts to cry and hits the steering wheel. "GOD DAMIT COLBY WHY DO YOU HAVE TO GET INTO SUCH STUPID SHIT LIKE THIS!" Sam screams, I feel all of the guilt instantly, I start to cry harder than I ever had in my entire life, I look the opposite way and curl my head into my knees. "I'm sorry Sam, I-I didn't know what else to do." I say through my sobbing, he continues to drive. I hated myself, at this point I'm scared that sam might break up with me for being this way all the time and leave me alone forever.
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We get to my house in Kansas and walk in. "Colby your home!" My brother Gage yells as he hugs me. "Yeah, I am." I say, "Colby? What brings you here?" My dad says, coming over to hug me. "I'll take to you about when Gage goes to bed." I say, Gage looks at me and then at Sam. "Are you two dating?" He asks, I love him, but that 15 year old can find things out faster than anyone else in my family. I look at him and smile, "Yes Gage, we're dating." I say. "Hello Samuel, I haven't seen you in a while." My dad says, "hi Mr.Brock, it's nice to see you again, colby let's go up to your room, I have to discuss something with you." Sam says, taking my hand and dragging up to my room, he shuts my door and locks it. "Colby, I'm sorry for yelling at you in the car, I got annoyed." Sam says, tears dried up on his little face. I look down at my arm and take the towel off of it, the cut was deep, it hurt more than the other ones I had done. "I'm sorry for always coming home late recently, I don't mean to be out until like 4 in the morning it just happens." I say, sam looks at me, then the bed, he sniffles. "I know, I don't mind that your out that late, it's just the fact you come home drunk, or high, or....I don't know, it just gets lonely when you're not around." Sam says, I see his lip quiver and his eyes start to water. "Let's get to bed, we both need sleep, and plus, my head is pounding." I say, sam pulls me into a hug and we fall into a random position, falling asleep.