Sam's POV
"And most nights, I have panic and anxiety attacks, but your over at Kat's and I can't talk to you." Colby stops. I can see tears drop off his chin. I take my seat belt off and put my
hand on Colby's shoulder. "Colby, you could of at least text or called me and I would of came home." Rubbing his shoulder.
"I thought about it *hic* but I knew that you would probably just say that you busy. So, I never did." He says. Colby starts to sob. I quickly move more towards him and wrap my
arms around. He leans into me and grabs me. "Shh, shh, it's okay. I'm here I'm here Colby don't worry." I say to soothe him. I keep saying it's going to be okay until he calms down.
"God, I look so stupid crying in front of you." He says. "No, don't say that. You don't look dumb crying in front of me. I've cried so many times in front of you, and you didn't make fun of me or anything. And I'm not going to do that. You're my best friend Colby." I said.
My phone goes off. I don't let go of Colby, and pick up my phone. "Hello?" I say. "Why did you pull off to the side of the road?" It's Corey. "Um, me and Colby needed to talk." "Did he apologize?" "Yes he did." "See, I told you he would soon. You just gotta give him time." "Thanks Corey. We will be on the road again in a minute." "Bye."
I hang up and put my phone back down. "Okay Colbs, let's get going." I say sitting up. He doesn't let me go. "Colby~" He looks up at me. "I don't wanna let go." He says. "Here, let's do this." I say.
I make him let me go and sit him up. "Put the car on drive and start getting back on the road." I say. He does it and as soon as we do, I grab his hand and hold it in mine. "Now you don't have to let go." I say smiling.
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Paper Balls
Fanfiction{COMPLETED} The Trap House finally found a big enough house for everyone to live in. They all moved into their new rooms. Sam lives a great life with his friends. He suddenly starts to receive paper balls thrown at him from one of the guys in the Tr...
