Colby Brock -Fan fiction

Chapter 23 ~Back From Tour~

•Sams POV•
We've been back for about three days now and Colby hasn't left his room. I don't know why but whenever I go to ask he yells at me to leave. I can't go in there to force him because he locked his door. He has to go back to school tomorrow so hopefully I'll see him then.

I wake up in the morning for school and knock on Colby's door to wake him up for school. He doesn't wake up because he's the deepest sleeper in the world so I broke his door to open it.

I wake him up but he just turns around and doesn't face me.
"Colby what the fuck is wrong with you?" I ask sitting down next to him.
He looks at me and I can tell he's been crying for awhile.
"We broke up." He said.
"What?"
"She broke up with me. I fucked up so bad Sam." He said looking me in the eyes. He started telling me everything.

•Brooks POV•

I go to school and kind of lay low. My heart is torn into millions of pieces. I look like shit because I don't even care anymore. Colby broke my heart so bad that I don't even have feelings anymore. I don't care what people think or about people in general. I just want to leave this place and get as far away as possible. I'm going to college in New York hopefully so I'll be far gone.

I walk into 1st period and sit down waiting for class to start. Colby walks in and sits next to me. I look over at him and he looks at me. He looks even worse than me. I could tell this hurt him badly too but he did this not me.

The bell rings and I walk out of the room as fast as possible. The day goes by and it's lunch already. I sit down at our table and so does Colby, still next to me since these were our spots.
Lunch was really quiet at our table. There were some conversations but I wasn't paying attention and I don't think Colby was either.

8th hour I sat down with Sam and he looked at me with worry in his eyes. He just let it go and payed attention to class.

-one week later-

It's been one week and it still just as bad. It hasn't gotten better at all, if anything it's gotten worse. At lunch today nobody talked at all, not even one conversation. Everyone just ate their food, not paying attention to anyone.

8th hour I sat with Sam like everyday and he looks at me. I look back at him.
"Jesus Brook. You guys need to talk." Sam said.
"I don't want to talk to him."
"Look I know what he did was not right, but he was drunk."
"So he was drunk for a whole two weeks?"
"No, just please talk to him. Come over after school and talk this out, please."
I turned around facing the front of the class thinking about it I should or not.

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I decided to go over to Colby's house around 5pm. I knock on the door and Sam opens it and greets me, "he's in his room." He said and I started following him.
"Colby, someone's here to see you." He said opening his door. I peek in and see Colby under his covers.
"Just go in." Sam whispered and shut the door.

I walk up to Colby and sit next to him. He turns around and notices it's me so he sits up. We sat there in silence for about 5 minutes until I look at him.

"Why?" I ask. "Why did you do it?"
"I was drunk and stupid and thought I don't know maybe she'll make me forget about missing you because you were all that was on my mind, but it didn't work." He said tearing up. "I still missed you and I couldn't stop."
I sit so we are sitting in front of each other.

"I loved you Colby." I said starting to cry. "And I still do love you and I won't stop."
He looked at me with hurt in his eyes. I could tell how hurt he was.
"You broke my heart into millions of pieces." I started crying more, wiping my tears.
"I know." He said barely being able to. "I'm so sorry, I shouldn't of done that."
"Were you gonna tell me?"
"What?"
"If I didn't find out, would you've told me about it? Or would you keep it from me?"
"Of course I would've told you. You can even look at the messages. I only talked to her like that two times and I promise both of those times I was drunk." He said pulling his phone out.
I took his phone and read the messages. I drop the phone on his bed and put my head in my hands.

"Brooklyn." He said grabbing my arm.
I didn't know what to say. Reading those hurt me even more.
"I fucking hate you." I said pushing his hand of me. "I hate you so much!" I started balling my eyes out and lightly pushing him.
I stop pushing/ hitting him and hug him and cry even harder.
He hugs me back and starts crying.

Sam peeks in through the door and shuts it quietly.

"I love you so much Brooklyn and I'm such an asshole for hurting you and I don't ever wanna do it again and I'm not going to do it again."
"I know." I said looking at him. "I love you too."
"Does that mean you'll be with me again?"
"If you promise me and I mean actually promise me that you won't hurt me again. If you do we are totally done." I said.
"I promise." He said and hugged me.

•End of the chapter, hope you enjoyed!•