Sam and Colby lay silently in each others presence, sleeping. No one ever thought it was weird that Colby hung out with the loner, it just made sense...kinda. of course Colbys friends have thought of it as weird since Colby is in a bully group.
Maybe it wasn't as bad as they thought.
Maybe the devil whispering into Sam's Ear once in a while made an illusion.
But, the punches and slaps, scratches and bruises hurt.
Maybe it is bad.
The devils whispering bad things into Sam's ear make him upset.
Maybe Colby couldn't fix him.
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Sam's p.o.v
I wake up, silently turning over to face Colby. I couldn't help but stroke his face with my thumb and inspect every detail on his face.
To his soft facial expression to his amazing smile.
No one ever really acknowledged me until I met Colby.
Stares and harsh words getting thrown at me is normal.
But, ever since I met Colby, they kind of laid off.
Everyone goes through a phase, right?
Colby is my drug.
No one ever knows what I'm capable of. I could just grab a knife at anytime and kill someone, that's the cold truth.
I could snap on this school, but I won't.
For Colby.
Colby is keeping me sane. With out him, I would die.
And if I hadn't met him, I'd be dead.
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Colbys p.o.v
I feel ticking on my face, it's a weird feeling. I open my eyes slightly to see sam inspecting my face while deep in thought. I didn't want to ruin this moment so I remained silent until he realizes I'm awake.
Sam is my sweetheart.
I would do anything to keep him safe.
He's a broken Soul.
No one could ever hurt him.
Even if It meant I had to lock him in my house. But, that's a tad bit possessive.
Am I possessive?
I hope not..
I'm just obsessed.
Obsessed with his blonde hair that shines in the sun, his eyes that squint when he laughs, his bright smile.
Is everything I'm obsessed with.
And no one can tear us apart.
Not even the devils in Sam's brain.
Mistakes make us stronger, even if we had killed someone.
Sweetheart is my favorite word.
I don't call Sam sweetheart for nothing, I call him that for a reason.
I love him.
Call me crazy, but when I first saw him I knew he was the one. Even if we had made mistakes, bruises will cover it up.
Sam stops stroking my cheek and just stares into my eyes.
As if I'm a drug to him.
Wouldn't that be possessive?
Maybe, maybe not.
But, I know that he'll be protected.
Even if It meant I had to stop talking to him.
I'm probably breaking him even more.
I'm such an idiot, I never thought this through.
But, for now, I love him.
And him only.
Whispers are nothing to me. But, smiles and sweetness are my happiness. That is what Sam is, my happiness, and nothing can change that.
Not now, not ever.
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Sweetheart ✔
Random[COMPLETE] "today I met a boy with the brightest smile. Even though he's a bully, I know he'll keep me sane. His name is Colby brock. He calls everyone darling, but he calls me sweetheart"
