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Feeling broke down was new to you. Things wouldn't always let you down so easy, but when Colby decide to end his life,you became fragile and were to blame for his suicide.
You sighed as you frustratedly slammed your purple journal closed. Looking at the black inked pen before throwing it at your window as you span around on your chair.
Your room spinning around until you stopped with your eyes closed tightly.
You opened them slowly to be greeted by a photo of you and Colby hanging on your wall.
Biting your lip as tears threaten to spell from y/e/c orbs.
You spun around on your chair once more as your eyes scanned the drawing.
It was a drawing of a boy falling backwards of a building, and a girl running to rescue him with her arms spread out.
But she was too late.
You sigh leaning back on your chair as you had your hands on your desk drawing imaginary circles.
"Colby come back to me." You whisper as you looked at the ceiling.
Then you felt the vibrations of a notification from your phone, run up your body.
You unlocked it and read the message.
Colby my love ☙ : I'm outside. Seen: 11:11pm
Your eyebrows furrowed together as you felt anger about the sick joke someone was trying too pull on you.
Colby my love ☙: baby please I'll explain everything just look out your window. Seen: 11:12pm
You: listen I don't know what type of sick joke your trying to play but I'll find out who you are! Seen: 11:12pm
You were going to find out who had his phone you quickly clicked the call button as they answered
"Who are you and why do you have Colby ph-"
Just as you were about to finish your question they spoke up.
"Baby it's me."
You pulled the phone away from your ear and walked slowly to your window and opened the window.
As it made a soft creek, you looked down and there he was.
