Secret Fights (Solby)

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Colby. That's all Sam can think about lately. Sam was also thinking about how Colby never hung out with him anymore and it's killing him. The only time they would hang out is when they were are filming a video and then after that Colby goes straight to Brennen's place. He doesn't even bother to ask how Sam is or anything and it's not like Sam would tell him the truth anyway because he couldn't even put how he felt into words. If it wasn't for YouTube, Sam could disappear for weeks and Colby wouldn't even notice, nobody would. Sam had stopped posting on his Youtube channel. He had made a video saying that he was going to focus more on the Sam and Colby channel and his personal life. The fans were obviously upset but most of them understood and they supported Sam anyway. He hated lying to his fans but he didn't want them worrying about him. 

Sam had been spending most of his time in his room, since Colby was too busy to ever hang out with him anymore. Kat hadn't really noticed that he had disappeared either because she had been so 'busy' with 'work'. Sam knows that she has been cheating on him but he has never had the guts to bring it up in a conversation and she's never around so he can't really talk to her anyway. 

Sam turned his head towards the door when he hears footsteps outside his room. It must be Colby trying to sneak back in from his nights of drinking and partying with Brennen. Sam hated it when Colby was drunk, it was like he was a different person and Sam defiantly did not like that person. Sam groaned as he rolled off of his bed and walked towards the door. He opened it to see Colby trying to sneak into his room, it is 6am after all. "Colby?"

"Uhhh, hi Sam." He replied as he slowly turned around to face Sam, obviously drunk. Sam looked like he had dragged through a hedge backwards after his sleepless night but Colby didn't even notice how dreadful his 'best friend' looked. 'There's lipstick all over Colby's neck. Another one of his one night stands. Ugh, I hate that some girl has been with him.' Sam thought to himself as he sighed. Awkward silence filled the air as they were both trying to think of something to say. "What are you doing up so early?" Colby asked followed by a nervous chuckle as he rubbed the back of his neck and looked down.

"I could ask you the same thing but I don't have too. I can guess from all the lipstick on you face and neck and also I can smell the fucking alcohol on you breath." Sam responded harshly as he crossed my arms and leaned against the doorframe. Sam looked like an angry parent that had caught his kid doing something they shouldn't.

"Chill out dude. What is wrong with you?" Colby shouted, an irritated look on his face.

"Wrong with me? Your always ou- You know what, never mind. Forget I even said anything." Sam snapped as he shook his head. "You always forget what I say anyways." Sam mumbled to himself as he walked back into his room and slammed the door shut. Shortly after Sam heard Colby's door slam shut too. This is how the past few months have been. Whenever they see each other, they're just at each other's throats. Constantly fighting and arguing and Sam's so tired of it. Sam locked his door before he walked over and sat on his bed, pulling the bedside table draw open. He picked up the razor blade before pulling up his hoodie sleeves revealing his pale arm that's littered with scars. He draw a few lines in his skin before he put the razor blade back and grabbed some tissue. Sam didn't want anyone to know about this little secret, he doesn't want to hurt anyone because of it. 'I just have to keep on pretending I'm ok. At least until I'm brave enough to end it.' Sam thought to himself as he climbed under the covers and snuggled down, sleep consuming him.

(A new book! I'm probably going to be uploading the next part within the next hour!)