colby brock imagines :)

UNLOVED

DT- @galaxy_girl2436

IZZY POV

colby hasn't been home in a few hours, and he said he would be home three hours ago. you were worried, afraid something bad happened to him. until, the door opened.

you ran to him, and hugged him tight. he just sighed, and pushed you off of him. "get off me." he huffed, and you felt hurt. you followed him as he went into the kitchen.

"are you okay colbs?" you asked him as he was pouring himself a glass of milk. "no izzy, i'm not." you furrowed your brows, feeling guilt for him and wondering what's the matter.

"what's wrong? are you hurt?" you asked, and apparently it was too many questions for him. "no izzy, you're my fucking problem." your heart ached as he said that.

"w-what? did i do something wrong?" you asked, extremely hurt by him at this point. he groaned in frustration of your voice. "you're always up in my business. worrying about me too much. smothering me as if i'm a cat. just leave me the hell alone."

tears welled up in your eyes, but you refused to let them fall when he's acting like this. "is it bad for a girlfriend to worry when their boyfriend is three hours late?!" you raised your voice, and he put the glass down; he walked over to you and pointed in your face.

"don't you dare talk to me like that, bitch." your heart felt like it had just been shot. colby never ever called you any bad names, he made it seem like he cared too much for you.

"stop acting like a dick and i will!" you fired back at him, and he stepped closer, getting chest to chest with you. "use that tone one more time." he warned, as his eyes turned stone cold and black.

"why are you acting like this? what the fuck did i do to you?!" you were hurt, and finally the tears came out. he smirked a little, using your vulnerability to his advantage.

"you came into my life. and i'll show you who the hell you think you're talking to." he gripped your wrists in one hand and backed you harshly into a wall. his hand teased the hem of your shorts, but you weren't enjoying it.

colby put your hands above your head and continued to be all touchy-feely. your tears kept burning your eyes as you felt unwanted pleasure rise in your body. "c-colby please stop.." you whimpered out for help.

he went to put his hand down your pants, when you screamed at him. "COLBY GET OFF OF ME!" you shoved him off, and looked at the bruises forming on your wrists. it was a different colby than you were comfortable with, or knew.

his face suddenly changed, and his eyes went back to normal. he looked you up and down, remembering what he had just done to you. he hurt you, when he promised he would never.

"baby i-i'm sorry.." colby tried to step closer, but you winced and backed away; walking up the stairs and into the bedroom. you got in the shower and tried to wash his touch off of you. but, it didn't work.

thoughts of what could've happened if you didn't have the courage to stop him ran through your head. you sat there in the shower, looking down at your bare body when you started to cry.

your sobs could be heard throughout the house. you felt violated, and gross. how could he touch you like that? colby's never acted like that; he's always been this sweet, loving boy who you once fell in love with.

you calmed down a little, and rinsed out your conditioner before stepping out of the shower. you grabbed new clothes, and threw them on. you tried to distract yourself from what happened by watching netflix, but to no avail.

colby came in unexpectedly, with tears down his face and his eyes bloodshot. you turned to him, but shuddered and scooted all the way to the edge. he sat down, far away from you so he wouldn't scare you.

"i understand if you hate me now and don't want to love me anymore. but, izzy, i'm so so sorry." he broke down into rackets of sobs as he continued, "i never meant to hurt you. i d-don't know what came over me. it's like this raging entity came out of me and i was a completely different p-erson."

you just watched as his sobs shook his entire body. you listened even though you were uncomfortable around him, and felt that you couldn't trust him anymore. he went on, knowing you're not going to speak to him.

"i said i-i wouldn't hurt you, and i fucked that up. god i'm such a terrible boyfriend, let alone human being. why do i have to be such a fucking screw up?! i mess everything up, i deserve to die." that line made you speak up, even when you thought you wouldn't be able to.

"hey, you don't deserve to die. nobody does. yes what you did was extremely wrong and violating, but you're still a good person. you deserve happiness believe it or not, and although i might not trust you that much anymore; i can still give you a second chance. but, please promise me to spend more time with me and not touch me like that again without permission." colby nodded his head frantically and he smiled a little as happy tears fell.

he subtly held out his hand, and you looked at it for a second. you scooted closer and grabbed it, before looking up at him. "i will never let anything happen to you again, izzy. i promise. and i swear to you that i will never hurt you ever again."

you smiled, letting him know that you believe him. he gently kissed your forehead, and you felt and overwhelming feeling of safety and security. you let a tear fall out of your eye, and he pulled away.

he wiped it with his thumb and caressed your cheek, looking into your eyes before pulling you in and leaning you against him. he laid down, and gently ran his fingers through your hair to help you relax, and you fell asleep soon due to the feeling of comfort and protection radiating off of him.