Stories

2. Colby + Ell

{third person}

"Ell!" Colby ran up the stairs, he was scared of what was to come, what was behind the door. He held his breath and opened the door. Nothing. Elliott was gone her room was messy and tissues scattered the bed, she was crying. Colby had gotten a call, on the other end were a few sniffles and then he heard Elliott's soft voice say three words he never thought would worry him, "I love you." She hung up and Colby got in his car and to her house. Colby knew about her anxiety and depression, he tried hard to make her feel better and had thought she was getting better, but he was wrong. He made his way to her bathroom, he pressed his ear against it and heard sadly, nothing. Was that good or bad? "Ell?" He opened the door and it was both. She was there. In the bathroom with a knife in her hand, she hadn't done anything to herself, yet. Colby grabbed the knife out of her shaky hand. He sat it on the counter and lifted her out of the empty bath. "Ell, I understand your going through a rough trot but everything will be okay. I will help you with everything I've got . I'll love you with everything I've got and we will get through this." He carried her to her messy bed and laid her down, and grabbed the tissues off the bed, there were many but he disposed of them all, he got in next to Ell, she was awake and crying. Colby's heart broke at the sight of her.

"Ell? Talk to me? Just say hi," she turned to face him, her tear stained face looked up at him, "hi." Her voice was gone, it was croaky and quiet but it made him feel better, "I love you and it's gonna be okay." He told her over and over again, you'd think she would be annoyed but nope, she loved hearing it even if she didn't believe it.

Colby + Ell