Static /// Colby Brock

Haunting

Sabrina's POV

Austin dropped the news on me two days before leaving Vegas. He told me we would be taking a different route, first stopping by in LA for a few days so he could meet up with his friends and introduce me to them and going back to New York afterwards. I wasn't happy, but I obviously didn't show it. 

- Just a trip with Nathan's yacht, I promise it'll be fun - he kept trying to convince me despite me agreeing with the idea when he brought it up in the first place.

- I know, you can stop rambling on and on now - I chuckled while brushing my hair in the bathroom

- I'm not rambling, I'm just saying. - he called back

I rolled my eyes and put down my hairbrush on the counter. I exited the bathroom and saw him putting his shoes on. - Where are you going?

- I'm gonna go meet up with Lucas. We'll come back later for dinner, be ready at 9 - he told me

I just then remembered that he had invited me to join him on a night out with Lucas again. Seeing as how the last time I accepted such an offer, I woke up in my ex's bed the next morning, I politely declined.

- OK, have fun - I kissed his cheek before he left

He turned his head and kissed me on the lips before exiting the room and closing the door behind him.

I walked over to my suitcase and began to dig through it, looking for a dress that I would find appropriate for the occasion. It was 7:30, but when I have to get ready to go somewhere, it's never early to start. I had already showered and painted my nails. All that was left was the outfit, jewelry and makeup. I finally found my sleeveless knee-length dark purple dress and my silver shoes. I laid the dress carefully on the bed and placed the heels on the floor in front of my nightstand. I took my jewelry pouch and looked through its contents, searching for my silver necklace which would go well with my heels. I couldn't find it for the life of mine. I growled in frustration at the thought I might've dropped it in the pool two days prior. What I did find, however, left me frozen in both anger and disbelief. I found a silver, at least I think it was silver, necklace which I had no memory of buying or receiving. I examined it closely until I finally remembered where it came from.

~One year ago~

Colby and I were sitting in the living room, watching TV at around 1 AM. Obviously, everyone was asleep at that point which meant the TV's volume was so low we were basically watching a silent moving picture. 

- Hey, check this out - Colby took off a necklace I hadn't noticed before - I bought it today.

I reached for his hand from across the couch and took it. It was pretty. It sparkled on the light of the TV screen. There was no charm on it, but that didn't make it any less cool. It seemed like a miniature version of a chain. I tangled it around my fingers, looking at it from all angles. 

- It's cool - I smiled at Colby

- Try it on - he told me right as I was about to hand it back to him

I didn't need to be told twice. I put the necklace on and looked at my reflection in the dark screen of my phone.

- It looks better on you - he smiled

As the night progressed, we completely forgot about the necklace which was still around my neck. When I was getting ready for bed, I saw it in my reflection in the mirror. I knew Colby was already asleep and settled on giving it back to him in the morning.

~~~~~~~~~

And spoiler alert, I never gave it back. I literally still had it in my jewelry pouch. 

My stomach turned and it took all I had in me not to stomp out on the balcony and chuck it as far as I could throw. I couldn't. God damn it, I couldn't! 

I dropped it back into the pouch and walked into the bathroom looking like I had seen a ghost. I tried to take my mind off it as I began to do my makeup, but having nothing else to think about made my mind go around in circles and then come back to Colby. I was up for a long and sleepless night if my mind kept doing that. Worst of all, I couldn't return the damn thing either since I didn't wanna interact with him. The last thing I wanted was to see him let alone talk to him or give back the necklace which would result in bringing back the memories from LA which were painful for the both of us. The inside of my head was getting too loud, so I turned the TV on in a hopeless attempt of silencing the nonsense in my brain. 

How incompetent at life am I really? Like seriously, I can't even properly hate someone. Fuck my life, man, fuck my life. 

*Fast forward to LA*

I was sitting on the deck of Austin's friend's yacht in my swimsuit, slowly getting cooked alive. My mind was doing laps as I watched the beach getting further and further away from me. I felt a little bit of tension disappearing from my body with every inch that increased the distance between me and the city I had grown to hate most. I know it was a childish and irrational way to look at the situation. I mean, the city wasn't the least bit responsible for the bad decisions I made there. 

"An open book with a torn out page and my ink's run out. I wanna love you but I don't know how"

The lyrics to the song "Neptune" by Sleeping at last echoed inside my brain. The quiet tune was laying quietly from the speaker behind me. 

It made me fall into deep thought. "An open book with a torn out page". Is that what I was to Colby? Could he really read me like an open book? Was I really missing a piece of me? Was that piece him? Was the last time I was truly a complete person with no missing pieces back in LA? Did I never manage to pick myself back up after all that? Why did he still deserve to own a piece of me even after everything he put me through?

That was it. I stood up and stomped to the room I shared with Austin. The king sized mattress on the floor wasn't occupied, which I was thankful for. I knelt down by my suitcase and dug through it furiously. I pulled out my jewelry pouch and unzipped it. My fingers curled around the silver necklace that brought back memories of those times, of that Sabrina. I was holding the necklace in a choke hold all the way back up to the deck. Without a second thought, I did what I couldn't do back at the hotel in Vegas. I threw it. I watched it sink lower and lower in the crystal clear water until I could no longer see it. I was frozen. I didn't know what came over me and how I actually went through with it. I was just glad I got rid of it. 

To my dismay, that blue eyed, charming as hell demon was still the only thing I could think about, no matter what I did.

Damn you, Brock! Damn you and my love for you!