***DISCONTINUED*** Savior [Colby Brock]

7 - Flashback

As I slowly begin to wake up, all I can hear is a beeping tone from a machine on my right side. I slowly begin to open my eyes, blinking slowly for a while until I'm able to open them normally. I look around. At first I thought that maybe I really was dead. It was all white and so calm and silent. But then my eyes catch a figure sitting in a chair in the corner by the window. A figure wearing all black, with a hood dragged over his face to shield him from the light. Yes it is a he. And I know the clothes he's wearing.

Realizing who sits in the corner, makes me realize were I am. In shock I sit up, realizing I'm in a hospital room and the guy sitting in the corner is Colby. I am not dead.
All of a sudden I can feel anxiety taking over my body. Realizing were I am and why I am here. I start to breath heavily. My whole body stats to shake. I look at my arm in a cast, knowing that my long kept secret is out. My thoughts start spinning around and I feel myself getting lightheaded, which is causing me to breath faster. My heartbeat is raising and then a machine starts going of. The machine tracking my heartbeat. It beeps so loud, it almost feels like it is screaming at me for being here.

I still sit in shock listening to the loud and fast beep from the machine, while the doctors run into the room and Colby's jumping up. The doctors thought I was dying, the panic leaves their face when they see I'm "okay". Then I slowly realize that I'm not dying - I'm just having a panic attack. I feel tears streaming down my face. I can't breath, the air never reaches my lungs before I breath out. My thoughts lead me in a thousand directions, all at the same time - and the most horrible pictures pop up in my head. Then I start feeling pain taking over my body. The lack of oxygen makes my body feel like someone stabs me with needles all over my body. One of the doctors talks calmly to me but I can't hear the words - it's just a mumbled mess. Another one injects a needle to the drip in my arm. I jump a little seeing it. Then I feel the substance spreading through my veins and slowly calming my body down, but my mind keeps racing. As the substance spreads I start getting sleepy. The doctors try to lay me down, but they don't succeed until the substance numbs me all over. Then it all goes black.

-- Time skip --

I wake up again from my "forced" sleep. It's already dark outside. But this time I know where I am. I look over to the corner where Colby sat early, but he is nowhere to be seen. I can feel myself getting sad, even though I barely know him. I guess it was just nice knowing that somebody actually cared enough to wait till I wake up. But I guess he doesn't.
I can feel my eyes watering, when the door opens slowly.

"Morning sleepyhead", a low voice says. I can hear the smile on his lips as Colby walks in. "I wanted to be here when you wake up, but I also needed something to drink" he says and walks over to me with a bottle of water in his hand. His smile fades as he looks at my arm in a cast. I want to hide it, but he already knows what I did. He's the reason I am here and not up there. "Soo, how are you feeling?", Colby says as he holds my hand and sits down on a chair next to me.
"I'm not sure yet" I say, seeing confusion on his face. "Well, I guess I'm happy I am here.. But I didn't mean for you to go through this" I say, as my voice lowers and tears fill my eyes, a single drop falling down.

He wipes the teardrop away and gives me a hug. Even though this is such a small thing to do, it feels so nice having someone around to show you that you matter. "I'm glad you texted me" he says. "The ambulance got there just minutes before it was too late" he continues. Now his eyes are filling with tears. "Why did you do it Y/N?" he says with a low voice that is sincerely filled with pain.

I never wanted anyone to know what I went through. Not even my parents know most stuff that happened. Sheila knows a little but far from everything. I just learned that people are not interested or just fake their interest to finally use the stuff I tell them against me. If Colby knew this stuff... Well, I don't even want to imagine how this could affect my friendship with him and the others. I just feel disgusted of myself for my past. I feel ashamed of what happened to me. Of the things I did. But I guess this is it.. I guess I finally have to talk about it. I can't hide for the rest of my life. And now where Colby already knows that I cut, maybe I should tell him some more secrets.

"Well..." I start. "It's a long story actually" I continue. He looks at me, sincerely interested and not judgmental at all - he really just wants to understand. "I got time" he says with a small, broken smile.

"Well, the reason this happened, is because of my ex..." I slowly begin, and then I go on, telling the story of Dylan and I.

-- Flashback --

I was out partying with some friends, when this guy and his friends walked over to us. We partied together for the rest of the night. We drank, talked, laughed and danced a lot. Dylan and I started texting afterwards, talking a lot and eventually meeting again after a few days. We started dating and I eventually moved in with him. He seemed perfect. He was hot, cute and could make me smile just by being on my mind. He treated me like his queen. But when I moved in with him he changed fast - and a lot. I wasn't allowed to go out with friends anymore. All i was allowed to, was to go to work and then come right back. When going grocery shopping he gave me 30 minutes, if I was away longer he would punish me. And he punished me for all sorts of things, from reasons that were "understandable" to reasons were you just think "WTF?". He started drinking and then things got even worse. His punishments went from yelling to be physical. He would slap me all the time, then hitting and kicking me as time went on. He caused me a lot of bruises. And a lot of mental damage. Then he started bringing home girls, who didn't even care that he lived with his girlfriend. He would lock me up in a small room for hours without light, food and water or a toilet for that matter, while he screwed around with other girls or just didn't want to look at me. One day I finally got to flee from him. I ran back home. He never met anyone from my family and my parents had moved since I moved in with him, so he didn't no where they lived. Two days after I got back home to my parents I took a flight to Australia.

-- Back to the present --

Colby looks at me. In concern, respect, pain and a lot more. Then I say "he texted me, saying he knows where I am that he is going to bring me back home". My voice breaks as I say it. I am just feeling scared. Colby drags me into a hug as I say those words, caressing my hair, as he says "we are here for you Y/N, and we are going to protect you no matter what happened in the past or happens in the future". I hug him back, trusting him for some reason. Hoping that everything will be okay soon.

A/N:
Well, now we know what happened with Dylan! And it also explains your reaction to what happened with Brennen a little more ;)

But will Colby and the boys actually get to help you? How is Colby going to treat you, now that he knows this? How should you explain everything to Sheila? AND is Dylan coming for you?!

Read on and find out!

     - Anni, xoxo