Us (a Colby Brock X Reader)

Sleep

Y/n pov

Have you ever slept? Slept next to the person you love the most? I have, he loves me back as well. I love him more than I love anything else. He is my so-"Y/n?!" The doctor yells my name.

"Oh uh t-that's me," I get up and walk toward the doctor.

"Kay, so I'm gonna ask you some questions you need to answer them truthfully. Okay?" I nod. "Ok, so how have you been?"

"Alright, I guess."

"Kay, now how has your relationship with your boyfriend been?"

"Uhh, Colby and I are okay, he gave me a ring see," I hold out my hand for him to look. "When I wear it my voices are gone, but I still see someone."

"Oh, what does this someone look like?"

"Well she is not very tall, maybe 5' 3. She has very long dark brown hair. Really pale, her legs are bruised and beaten up looks like shes been cut a few times. Kinda like the grudge I guess."

"Do you know anybody with the description you just gave me?" He looks at me.

"Uh, ya. Yes I do," I look at my nails. Broken and chewed on, nervous habit.

"Who?"

"Er my," I start tearing up, "my mom. My mother was so beautiful."

"Was? When did she pass," he takes note.

"When I first learned I was mentally ill."

"Do you need water or a minute alone?" The doctor looks at me with worry in his eyes.

"If it's not to much can I get some water please?" He nods and gets out of his chair flipping his notes face down so I can't read them. "What was your mother like? If you don't mind me asking."

"My mom was the most amazing person I know she loved me more than anything in the world. She had lost many babies before me, when she found out I was gonna make it she was so selfless and helped at homeless shelters and children hospitals. My mother was the most selfless person. The man I the truck killed her. Took her from me. Killed before my eyes. The one time she was selfish," I'm bawling by this time. "I'm so sorry. Really I am."

"Its ok drink," he looks me in the eye with a tint of hatred over lust.

"No it's ok, thanks though."

"Drink the water please," he speaks through gritted teeth with a forced smile.

"No thanks, I- I think I best g-get g-g-going now," I look at the clock above the door, saying noon.

"Drink the fucking water!" He screams throwing his hands on my thighs.

"No! I don't want the water!" He puts his hand up my shirt. I scream bloody murder hoping someone will come in.

"No one can hear you scream all you fucking want," he smirks.

"I'm so sorry," I mumble. I punch the doctor in the face hitting his mouth.

He cowards in a corner look in the mirror at his mouth. I knocked out a tooth.

"Bitch," he releases his hand from his nose, releasing a stream of blood.

"Sorry," I open the door and grab his notes. Tucking the papers under my shirt and throwing the clipboard to the wall. I walk a faster pace to the exit looking behind me to try and see if anyone is coming near me.

·.·.·.·.· Time Skip ·.·.·.·.·

Colby's pov

It's around 12 45 and y/ n isn't home yet I keep calm and stare at the door. Out of patients I walk to the door putting my hand to open it the door flies open revealing a stressed and scared y/n. I pull her to my arms and hold her near my chest. I feel warmth on my shirt and then hear sniffling. "Baby are you okay?" She shakes her head. "Do you want to tell me why?" She nods and puts her left hand on top of her head. Her knuckles are bleeding and her fingers are swollen. "Did you get into a fight?" I grab her hand and look at it.

"Kinda," her voice is shaky and she looks at me. Her eyelids look heavy. Her eyes shut and she goes limp. I grab her and hold her close to me.

"Sam! Sam! Sam help me! Somebody help!" I yell in the direction of the stairs. I hear someone's door open.

"Are you pranking me?" Sam gets to stairs and hesitantly walks down them.

"No! It's y/ n she just fell!" I cry and pull her closer to me. Hearing her heart beat.

"Oh god! Do I call the cops? Or not?" He pulls out his phone.

"Just help me get her up," I flip her to were we can grab her without breaking her.

"Elton is home I'll get him."

"Hurry please!" I'm bawling into her shoulder.

"Yo whats up? Oh do you want me to help you bring her upstairs?" I nod.

"I can't get to her legs. She just collapsed."

"Mkay, here," Elton picks her up bridal style letting me get up he hands her to me and follows me upstairs.

"Can you open my door?" I step out of the way.

"Sure I'll go get a bucket or a bowl, know what I'll just stay here," I stumble through the door laying her on the couch.

"Grab my pillows and put them under her prop her up a bit."

"Alrighty then," Elton does that Sam is panicking in the hallway. I get under the bathroom sink to find the first aid kit. I pull out the hydrogen peroxide and some guase.

"Do you know what your doing?" Sam asks me look,g at Elton through the door.

"God I hope so."

Hey author here hope you don't mind me leaving you on a cliff hanger, BUT I do have an update. Now of june 10 of 2018 my book Us is #92 in the tag mental. Which is really awesome because really the book revolves around y/n being mentally ill. So yay thank you all so so so so so so so so so so sooooooooooo very much. I love y'all. Till next time

Kiwi out!!