Collide / David Dobrik

2 / Trouble

-2 months later-

Caroline was on her couch editing a video when she got a call from Sam.

"Caroline" Sam said as Caroline picked up.

"Sam" Caroline repeated back, still looking at her screen.

"David just called me"

Caroline snapped her attention away from her laptop and stood up with her phone.

"Why?"

"He invited me to a party at his house in like... 2 hours and told me to tell you to come"

"Why didn't he just ask me?"

"Caroline, are you fucking serious?"

"He has my number"

"You're saying you seriously would have picked up a call from David?"

"Ok, no, but I would have listened to the voicemail"

"And ignored it. Listen, Caroline, everybody is going. Regardless of the fact that it's at his place, all of our friends are going"

"Sam, you don't understand"

"You're right, I don't, but I really think we should go"

"Sam, I'm sorry, I seriously can't. You know what, no, I won't. There is no fucking way i'm going. Sorry"

"Ok, yeah, you're right, i'm sorry I shouldn't have asked you to come, that was fucked up"

"It's ok"

Sam was quiet for a minute.

"Are you gonna be mad if I go?"

"Sam, no, of course not, you should go"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, i'm sure"

"I love you Carol"

"Don't fucking call me that"

"Bye"

"Bye"

Caroline clicked the end call button and put her phone down. She stayed on her couch for the duration of the evening, only getting up to reheat some leftovers. She was binging a netflix series about inmates on death row when somebody knocked on her door. She looked at the time on her phone. 3:04am. She grabbed her phone and walked to the front door and looked out the peephole. Outside stood David with a drunk Sam slung over his shoulder. Caroline opened the door.

"David?"

"Hey... I'm sorry, I have no clue where Sam lives and she was insisting on going home but literally couldn't give me her address... i'm sorry I look so fucking creepy"

"No, no, David, it's ok" Caroline said, shaking her head and laughing. "She actually lives a floor up in this building. Hold on"

"Oh shit, that's convenient"

Caroline walked back into her apartment and grabbed a spare set of keys and slipped on some slides. She led the way to Sam's apartment and unlocked the door, guiding David to Sam's room. He placed her gently on the bed and she sat up.

"My room" Sam said.

"Yeah, Sam, you're in your room" Caroline said.

"Carol, I thought you said there was no fucking way you'd go to David's party"

"Stop calling me Carol" Caroline said, turning red and dreading turning around to see David's reaction.

"He's not bad, he took me home" Sam giggled.

"Ok Sam, lay down"

"Just talk to him, ok?"

"You're done partying this hard. We'll talk about it tomorrow" Caroline said, plugging in Sam's phone and putting a trash bin next to her bed and refilling an empty cup with some water  from the sink.

"Goodnight David. Goodnight Caroline"

"Goodnight Sam" Caroline said, slamming the door to Sam's room.

"Listen, David..." Caroline started.

"No, it's ok, I understand" David said. "I knew you wouldn't want to come, I just figured i'd invite you guys" He mumbled.

"Hey, um, thanks for getting her home safe" Caroline said, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

"Yeah, of course"

The two stood in an awkward silence, looking around Sam's apartment.

"Are you doing ok?" David asked.

"I'm fine" She said quickly, pulling on Sam's door quickly to make sure it was shut, and moving away from it.

"Sam doesn't know, does she?"

Caroline felt like she had been punched.

"No, there was no point in telling her" Caroline said, staring past David.

"Was that to protect me?" David asked.

Caroline snapped back to attention with the bluntness of the question. She shrugged.

"Well, if you need somebody to talk to, you don't need to protect me. What I did was... fucking..."

"Hey, don't think about it"

David looked Caroline dead in the eyes.

"Not a goddamn fucking day goes by where I don't think about it"

"You and I both"

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I never meant to cause you trouble

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