Brolby [The Beginning]

Chapter 8

TW - Self harm in this chapter.

Colby's pov

Brennen fell to his knees beside Colby and put his arms around him.

"It's okay, it's okay.." Brennen whispered.

Colby shook his head softly as the tears where streaming down his cheeks.

"No, it's never going to be okay. I don't want this."

Brennen broke the hug and softly placed his hand on Colby's cheek, turning Colby towards him.

"What do you mean?" Brennen's face showed confusion and worry.

Colby looked into those emerald-colored eyes and felt the panic building up inside of him.
He suddenly pushed Brennen away from him and stood up.

"You need to go." He said quietly as he felt his chest getting tighter.

"But Colby, I-" Brennen was cut off.

"Get out, now!" Colby shouted as he gestured at the door.

Brennen froze, not quite knowing what was happening.
Colby looked at him, waiting for him to go. But when he realized he wasn't going to leave, he walked up to Brennen and shoved him towards the door.

"Colby, come on! It doesn't matter that he saw us!" Brennen tried convincing Colby as he was getting pushed out.

Colby knew it was all lies, of course it mattered.
He finally managed to get Brennen out of his room, slamming the door shut and locking it.

"Colby!" Brennen shouted as he was banging on the door.

Colby's whole body was now feeling numb, his heart was racing like never before and it was getting harder to breath. He ran over to his box of electronics and pulled out the paper that held the razor, rushed in to the bathroom and fell to his knees. He quickly took of his hoodie and unwrapped the razor.
Colby tried taking a few deep breaths as he sat on the cold tiles, putting the razor to his chest.
He didn't want to but at the same time it was all he wanted to do. He knew it was the only thing that was going to help.
He closed his eyes tightly and dragged the razor across his skin, revealing bright red blood.
He did it again, and again, and again, and he felt his chest getting less tighter with each cut.
The blood was running down his chest towards his stomach, and as he looked down and saw what he had done, the tears started rolling once again. He couldn't live like this, it can't be right to have to live like this.
Colby closed his eyes once again, took a deep breath and put the razor to his wrist.

Sam's pov

After Sam had walked in on Colby and Brennen he hid in his room, not really knowing what the appropriate reaction was supposed to be.
To him it wasn't a big deal that it was Colby with another guy, the big deal was walking in on his best friend in.. that situation.
He sat by his computer, listening to music while he was editing their new video, as he heard Colby yelling. He looked at the door as he turned off the music.

"Get out, now!"

Sam got up from his chair and walked to the door, and just listened for a minute.
All of a sudden he heard Colby's door slam shut and Brennen beginning to bang on it.
He quickly opened his door and was met by a panicked Brennen.

"What the hell is going on?" Sam's voice was filled with worry.

Brennen looked so confused.

"He completely freaked out when you walked in, which I get. But then he just flipped out on me, pushing me out and I.. I don't know." Brennen was clearly worried as well.

Sam turned to Colby's door and started banging on it while shouting Colby's name.

"Colby! It's alright, just open up!" Sam waited for a response.

Nothing. They tried several times, which had made the other roommates gather in the hallway, wondering what was going on.
Elton ran up the stairs and continued to Sam with a screwdriver in his hand.

"Here, try opening the lock with this." He handed it to Sam.

As Sam was working on the lock he tried to explain to Elton what had happened as quietly as possible, he knew Colby wouldn't want him to tell anyone, but Elton was different. He was older, calmer and all of them really saw him as the trusted uncle.

When Sam was done explaining, Elton took over working on the lock, clearly noticing that Sam was too worried to focus.
They all stood there in silence watching Elton, and then suddenly, a click.
Sam pushed passed Elton and ran into Colby's bedroom, he wasn't there. He turned his head and looked at the bathroom door, rushed over and turned the doorknob.
A sigh of relief exited Sam's mouth when he discovered that it was open.
But what he saw when he went in shocked him.

"Call 911!" Sam screamed at the top of his lungs.

He ran up to Colby, who was slouched over with his back against the wall. His chest and stomach was filled with new, deep cuts and older scars.
Colby's wrist was bleeding heavily and Sam noticed two long cuts going down it.
He grabbed the closest towel and wrapped it around Colby's wrist, putting hard pressure on it.

"Oh my god! Colby!" Elton barged into the bathroom.

He lifted Colby's head but there was no reaction.

"Colby!" He slapped him trying to wake him up.

Elton turned to a desperate Sam and helped him put pressure on Colby's wrist, while throwing the razor in Colby's hand to the other side of the room.

"It's gonna be okay, Sam. The ambulance is on its way, he's gonna be fine." Elton tried calming Sam down as much as possible.

"Why did he do this? Why would he want to leave us?!" Sam shouted as tears were streaming down his face.

The rest of the roommates had also seen what had happened, everyone was shocked but they tried their best to stay as calm as they could. Aaron and Corey ran out to meet the ambulance, knowing they couldn't do anything more for Colby than Sam and Elton already did.
Brennen was standing in the bathroom door, with his hands covering his mouth and tears rolling down his cheeks.

"I..I..I shouldn't have let him push me out." Brennen's voice cracked as he started crying even more.

Sam heard those words, and he agreed, Brennen shouldn't have left Colby alone. It was that asshole's fault that Colby might die.

"Of course you shouldn't have! What the hell were you thinking?!" Sam yelled in anger.

Elton put his hand on Sam's shoulder.

"No one could see this coming, Sam. Let's just keep making sure that Colby is comfortable, alright?" Elton's deep voice was calm and collected.

Sam looked at Colby after hearing those words, wondering just that, how he couldn't have seen this coming. He was his best friend, his brother, he should have known.

"The ambulance is here!" Corey yelled from downstairs.

Just minutes later the paramedics swarmed the bathroom and took over, and Sam walked out and looked down at his hands. They were stained with bright red blood, making small patterns in his palms. The touch of Elton's arm over his shoulder broke the trans-like state he was in.

"Come on, we'll follow them in my car." Elton said with a calm but somber voice.

The evening that had started to cover L.A, was just minutes earlier peaceful and quiet, but now it was joined by red and blue lights and a siren that could be heard for miles.

I really hope you like this chapter 💜