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

17 - Out

The next day's kind of go by really fast and nothing exciting happens. Colby only left my side one day, because he had to film a video for his YouTube channel, but he made sure that someone else was with me the whole time he was gone. I haven't been alone a single second ever since they found me. Even though I really appreciate the concern and the love they show, it starts to annoy me. I haven't had a single chance to process what has happened to me. I haven't had a single second to think about it or to think about anything else for that matter. But I just got news this morning, I am being released later and I am really excited to get out of here.

Sheila told me a few days ago that she has chosen for us to move in with the guys since I am still emotionally unstable and she's afraid to be alone with me after what happened the last time. I understand her, I really do. But I had hoped to get back to my OWN room and my OWN bed. But I'm doing it for her and for the others. And for me too, since I know it's the safest thing to do. I am having anxiety attacks from time to time and I would be lying if I said that I don't have suicidal thoughts anymore. I need time to recover and help too.

"So, miss, we are running our last checkups now and then you're free to go", the nurse says, as she opens the door and enters. I smile back at her and at Colby who is even more excited to get me out of here than I am. I answer the nurse's questions first, then she takes my temperature, looks at the machines and a lot more. Eventually, she says, "well, you're good to go. You will have your first appointment with Dr Martin, your psychiatrist in two days. You will be given all the information once you're all packed up. I hope I won't see you again miss. And you to sir". She looks at Colby and me with a kind smile on her lips, I guess she really feels sorry for us, having to go through this at such a young age. She is one of the good ones, you know. Sincerely kind and passionate about her work and the people she's meeting every day. She gives us a hug, then says her final goodbyes and leaves our room.

"How are you feeling babe", Colby asks while looking at me with a goofy, childish smile. He's so excited it's adorable. "Well, I'm happy to be out of here, but it's not like everything is just going to be okay from now on. I don't know how I will do, you know" I say to him. To be honest, I really want to be better and forget about this whole thing. But I don't think I ever can forget or process it. I feel like it is going to hunt me my whole life.

I moved to LA because I wanted to have a good life, with my best friends – while finding new friends too. I was longing to be okay and to feel good and sincerely happy. But instead? I get this... I mean, something good did come out of it. I found really good friends and was confirmed in how much I mean to Sheila. Also, I think I found the love of my life. I really do love Colby. I can't even imagine what I would do without him. He's probably the only reason I fought and will continue fighting for a better life.

"You will do just fine babe. I mean, we will have friends helping you and no matter how long it takes, we will always be by your side" I hug Colby, after hearing these words. I can't even describe how much it means to me, to hear that they will help me. Even though I kind of knew they would, it's still nice to hear it from someone else.

"Well", I say as I pull away from him again, "we should start packing up".

After some time, we are all packed up and ready to go. Colby takes our bags and we walk up to the reception. "Hi", I say as I approach the lady sitting behind the desk, "I'm Y/N, I was told to go here for some last information before leaving". "Oh, yeah. Uhm, here's all the information you need. Now be careful out there and enjoy life", the lady says, as she gives me a piece of paper and a small smile. "Thanks", I say, and Colby and I walk out to the car and drive to the Traphouse.

Colby parks the car in front of the house and quickly runs over to open the door for me, I can't help but laugh as he does. I mean, words can't even describe him. He's just so perfect in every single way. I kiss him as I get out and head to the door, where I wait for him to open it. I don't even know what to expect. I mean, where do I sleep? Where does Sheila sleep? Are they ALL okay with this?

All kind of thoughts and questions run through my head, those few seconds I stand in front of the door. I can feel myself getting worried and almost anxious, but I fight the feeling. I don't want to have an anxiety attack as one of the first things after getting out. Colby approaches the door and kisses me while smiling a big smile. Making me feel better instantly. Then he opens the door....

A/N:
SOOOO! You're out!!! YAAAAIII!!!!!

But what happens as you get "home"? Will they all be okay? And what about the rooms? Also, why is Colby acting cuter than ever? Opening the doors for you and smiling a goofy, childish smile? Huh?

Read on and find out!!!

     - Anni, xoxo