Dare: *~ A Brolby Tale ~*

Chapter Eleven

~Brennen's P.O.V.~

⚠️POSSIBLE TRIGGER WARNING⚠️

I heard the rattle and felt the familiar waxy texture of the capsule. I immediately put two in my mouth and retrieved some water from the faucet, quickly capping and placing the bottle in my pocket. I made my way to the bedroom slightly feeling the meds kick in. I flopped on my mattress and looked up at my white ceiling, which, in a way, was mesmerizing. After a few minutes, I began to notice the events of the night I seemed to lose the only one who mattered, rushing back through my brain. I reached for the bottle and threw in three more capsules, not bothering to find a source of water, before swallowing.

~Colby's P.O.V~

"Jerk" I whispered as I began to wake up. I had dreamt of Brennen, what a surprised, but it wasn't good. We were fighting about something, I couldn't really remember what. I began to return to reality and realized the real world wasn't much different. We still weren't on the best of terms and I was tired of it. I opened Snapchat remembering I had fans who might be wondering where I've been lately. I posted a quick 'good morning' snap, even though it was almost noon, before noticing Bradlee had posted on his story. I tapped the screen and heard a familiar laugh in a familiar setting. Brennen and Bradlee were at Tender Greens. I closed the app and began to get ready. I knew Brennen and Bradlee had something in the past that wasn't fully resolved and I wasn't ready to let them get close again. It took me around 2 hours to get ready so I figured I'd just go to his house whether he was there or not. I grabbed my keys and told Sam I had plans with a girl and might be awhile. Luckily for me Sam wasn't the nosy type and didn't ask any questions, only mutter a "don't get too crazy kid" with a small chuckle. I returned a smile and left quickly. I drove to Brennen's in what felt like longer than usual.
I made my way to his apartment and knocked, no answer. I figured he was still with Bradlee so I used the spare key. He had given it to me it for times when we did videos that required me to let myself in. I walked in and saw his shoes and jacket by the couch and wondered why he hadn't answered the door. Was he still that mad? His bedroom door was open only slightly but enough. Enough to see him lying, a little too still, on his bed with a bottle of pills in hand.

Alrighty well I had to write this before I lost the idea and honestly hope you enjoy sorry if it's actually trash but see you in another 5 months (I'm kidding) anyway yep have fun and hope y'all are having a great time in life and stuff and yeah that's all :)