TFIL // Colby Brock

Over-excited

I had laid in Colby's bed while he sat beside me, neither of us saying a word... at least, not after a few minutes.

I was on my side with my eyes closed, technically I was pretending to be asleep but to me, I was resting my eyes.

I heard the door open but didn't move, footsteps then the door closing.

"How long has she been asleep?" Kat whispered.

"I'd say about an hour"

"Listen, she didn't want to tell you what happened because she didn't want you to look down on her for letting it happen or for getting in the situation to start with"

"Did she tell you that?"

"No, but it's how she thinks. It's Chloe! This is how her brain works: Oh my god I've done something wrong! What will Colby think of me?" she wasn't far off, to be honest.

"I don't want her to think like that, though..."

"Then talk to her about it or something. She cares for you more than" she paused for a moment and I knew exactly what she was thinking: my baby, "anything in the world, right now. She listens to you... most the time and she tells you the truth unless somethings wrong with her then it's all lies that she's fine" they both chuckled.

"I guess I should talk to her but I don't think she wants to talk to me"

"Why do you think that?"

"Well, one because of everything you said and two, I've already tried to talk to her and she just lay down"

"I'm sure she will talk to you, maybe there's more than you think going on in her head" I could imagine the reassuring smile on her face.

He shifted as the sound of the door closing again filled the silent room.

"Maybe there is more going on than I know of" he mumbled as he brushed some hair from my face, his fingers then brushing my cheek. He pulled his hand away quickly when I fidgeted in my 'sleep'.
"I just wish you'd tell me what it is" my thoughts raced, the finish line being not to tell him yet.

I had barely processed the situation myself, I hadn't dared to think about when the baby actually comes; I knew I would freak out too much. Imagine what Colby would do! What his fans would think if he had a kid when he was 21. And all the fan girl's fantasies would be ruined! I couldn't do that to them!

I almost smiled but knew he'd figure out I was still awake. Instead, I rolled over so he couldn't see my face.

Another visitor came and left, this time it was Sam. No one else came in for a while and I could hear the sound of Colby texting behind me. I decided I'd 'wake up' and talk to him, but still not about my baby. I wasn't ready for that.

I shuffled about for a second, then slowly lifted my head and fluttered open my eyes - putting on a good show of waking up.

"Hey," Colby said, soothingly.

"Hi" I mumbled, turning my head towards him.

"You OK?" he asked. He sounded sincere and caring.

"Yes," or at least, as fine about it as I'm ever going to be, I added in my head.

"Good. Listen, I know you don't wanna talk about it and that's completely your decision but, I think you should talk about it eventually and to the Police" he stared right at my eyes and not one bit of humour lay in his eyes as I stared back. 

"I know" was all I could say, eye contact breaking, I got off the bed to get changed. Breakfast wasn't so appetising anymore. 

He didn't say anything until I'd done my makeup and hair - knowing full-well I would be too concentrated to listen.

"So, wanna go to that mountain?" I frowned at him while he sat there innocently.

"What mountain?"

"The one we went to on your birthday, that sort of resembles our first-kiss-mountain" I felt bad because I'd forgot about it, so much had happened lately.

"I'd love to but why?" my suspicion grew as he fought to find words. I raised my eyebrows as a sign of 'just tell me'.

"Er... because I think it'd... be a... nice break from everything that's happening" he looked triumphent in thinking of an excuse, so I nodded and we walked towards the door.

He stood in front of me for a moment, analysing my face, then leaned against the door.
"I thought we were leaving" I avoided eye-contact at all costs.

"We will, but first I need you to tell me something" he lifted my chin so I had no chance but to look at him.
"Why didn't you tell me straight away?" I all but froze for a second, running over my options.

"I didn't want you to think bad of me"

"For being unable to escape a man?" now that he put it that way...
"Plus you think I could ever think bad of you?"

"Well yes... what if somehow I cheated on you or I killed someone or..." he covered my mouth but I managed out a muffled: "hurt someone"

"Stop overthinking it. I wouldn't think bad of you" he waited for a response before he realised his hand still held my mouth shut.
"Sorry, forgot about that"

"I'm not overthinking it" I defended. He gave me a 'Are you sure about that?' look so I rolled my eyes playfully.

We finally left the house, going to his car and driving to the mountain. The walk up wasn't so bad but I got tired so we had to make station for ten minutes before we could start walking again.

"So, what's for dinner?" I asked, cheerily. The trip had really brightened my mood and the roommates found it slightly disturbing when I was over-excited.

"I believe, pizza hut" Kat replied, slight anger in her voice.

"What's up Kitty Kat?" I asked, still happy but putting on a fake pouty face.

"Nothing you need to worry about" she replied, sighing through the words and attempting to escape.

"No, what's wrong?" I turned to normal, relief flashed across her face.
"It's cus I'm over-excited isn't it?"

"Yes" her voice was low.

"Sorry"

"It's OK. I know you've been through a lot lately and you've found out, ya know, so I don't want to ruin your happy mood it's just a bit... extra" her choice of word was perfect.

Technically I was just acting 'extra' because I knew that they worried when I was sad so I wanted them to think I was happy, in doing so I made them mad or annoyed at the extra behaviour.

"Thanks for trying not to tell me"

"It's no problem" we chuckled just as Colby stepped in through the door.

"Chloe? Your dad's here" he said, face slightly worried.

I glared at the place it was likely he'd be, waiting outside the door.

"It's best if you all leave, probably gonna be some shouting..."