revised// solby sequel

part 3

⚠ trigger warning.
Sam's p.o.v.
I grabbed the knife on the side of my drawer.
Don't judge me.
Being a famous YouTuber anything could happen.
Thanks anxiety for making me mad paranoid 24/7.
I can't do this
Yes you can. End you life colby wont miss you no one will.
I blinked a tear away.
No
Yes
No
Yes
Compromise?
What do you got??
Colby's p.o.v. 
The music was loud. I lost how many drinks I've had I'm in my happy place. 
Actually a lie.
I Think i drank to much. All I can think about is sam.
What is he doing.
I miss him.
I missed us.
I missed what we used to be.
What am i doing with my life. I looked at my situation I was at. I was at a party. I used to hate partys i used to do anything for a day in with my sammy.
I need my sammy.
I started tearing up and called an uber. I need to go to my sammy.
*time skip *
I walk through the door stumbling along the way
"Sam!!" I screamed. It was like 1am but i don't give a fuck most of the house is normally awake anyway.
Everyone but corey anyway
"Sam i need you" i slured trying to find something to hold me up. I walked in the kitchen to sit down. man I am out of breath.
There was a familiar figure
"Sammy?" They turned around
"Nope. its Elton" I sighed.
"What's going on colby" he had a red bull and sat it down next to me.
"I'm a horrible person. I've been. treating sam like shit and i want to make it up i miss him so much Elton" he has a small sad smile.
"He miss you to colby. but I don't think he will Take you back unless you really really change. He's really hurting colby. "
That made me feel more like shit.
"Help me find him please. i want to change I need my sam"
" I think he's in his room. "
"thanks" I walked to his room before knocking on the door i heard stoft sobbing coming from his room.
"Sammy?" I whispered. the crying stopped
"C-come in " he stuttered.
He was sitting on the floor of his bed. I came and sat next to him. he wouldnt look at me I don't blame him.
"Sam I'm really sorry"
"Are you drunk" fuck. I forgot about that.
"Yes but..I miss you and I screwed up "
"Talk to me when you are sober. " I sighed
"sam please im sorry I miss you..."
"I'm serious colby. if you still feel that way in the morning we can talk but I'm not having this conversation with you drunk. and then you just act the same in the morning and just ignore me. "
I looked down. there was a knife on the floor my eyes got wide
"Don't worry i didn't do anything"
I sighed again.
"Sammy... I love you" he finally looked me in the eyes. his eyes full of sadness and anger
"I really screwed up didnt i?"
His eyes softened a little bit
"Yea. you really did "
He put his head on my shoulder.
I was happy again.
I think I got my sammy back.
It'll take a lot of work. but he's worth it.