yours | Colby Brock (book 2)

four

Sam stayed longer in Kansas than he planned as he still helped Cole. A couple days ago, he finally went back to Los Angeles but Cole went with him. Sam started to believe that Madilyn and Benjamin could be in California, as it is a huge state. Benjamin even thought he would never be found there.
   
"Which house were you staying at, when all of this happened?" Sam asked Cole as he came out of his room with his laptop in his hand. "Your beach house, the one off Arizona drive." Cole sat up, making room for Sam to sit down
   
"You mean Sydney?" Sam tried to correct Cole. "No Arizona, I remember it being Arizona drive cause Madilyn wouldn't shut up about how she just wanted to drive through Arizona once we got onto the street." Cole half smiled as he brought up one of his favorite moments days before she went missing.
   
"Cole, I don't have a beach house on Arizona drive. I have one on Sydney Avenue." Sam stared at him. "Who told you my beach house was on Arizona."
   
"Molly told me that you and Ryan have been talking again and that you told Ryan that we can stay at your beach house, ON ARIZONA." Cole knew the street, he knew he was right. "I never talked to Ryan around the wedding. I told Molly congratulations on the wedding day but that was about it." Sam said as he stared at Cole dead in the eye.
   
"You're gonna show me the house." Sam shut his laptop before quickly standing up to grab his keys, shoes, and phone.
   
Cole quickly stood up too, slipping his shoes on along with a shirt. "I'm gonna ask you this one last time, are you sure it was Arizona drive?" Sam asked as he had his keys clench in his hand. Cole just nodded his head before they rushed out the door of Sam's beautiful house into his car.
   
The beach house was about almost 2 hours away from the house Sam stays at, but Sam knew a short cut as he always at his beach house. "See." Sam said as he pointed. "Sydney Avenue. MY beach house is at the end of this road." Arizona drive was right behind Sydney Avenue. It was just up to Cole to remember the house.
   
Just like Sam's, it was at the end of the street. Cole closed his eyes as the memories of him getting shot, Madilyn bleeding out of her stomach, leaving Madilyn, and getting rushed out the house with cops surrounding the house all flushed before like it was happening at this moment.
   
"Hey, are you okey?" Sam asked concern as he grabbed Cole's arm, bringing him out of it. "Yeah, just memories, that's all." Cole swallowed the lump in his throat as they got out the car. Every time he blinked, a new memory appeared.
   
"You still have the key, right?" Sam asked as he held out his hand.