Chapter Twelve

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It's been 3 months without Colby. Each day hurts just as much as the last. You did move into the house. You moved into the spare bedroom. Everyone enjoyed having you there. You needed to be there. For Sam. Sam was still struggling with everything. The worst part was telling the fans. You told them a week after it happened he was gone. You kept the footage to yourselves.
"Due to privacy reasons, we will not be releasing the footage of that building. We announce this with heavy hearts, and are grieving every moment. And with a lot of thought and consideration, we will be ending the Sam and Colby channel."
You turned off the camera. You only ever participated in Sam and Colby videos, so you didn't know what to do. After the video, you left Sam's room. Instead of walking to your room, you walked to Colby's room. It was exactly how he left it. No one had the courage to walk into his room since. It still smelled like him. You picked up some of his clothes, and sniffed them. They still smell exactly like him. You looked at the wall, at the bed, the desk, everything. You missed him. More than anything. You still haven't forgiven yourself, and probably never will. You hear his door creak open, and turn around to see Sam. You walk over, grab his hand, and walk with him into the room. He misses him just as much as you did, or, probably more.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 24, 2018 ⏰

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