Colby Brock x Reader Imagines/One Shots

was I not good enough?

      I was in the kitchen waiting for Colby to get out of the shower. I was sitting on the counter, scrolling through my social media pages when Colby's phone that was on the charger next to me, vibrated. Colby and I have been dating for 2 years and we never had an issue with secrecy towards each other. We always told each other everything. Whether it would have been late nights out on the balcony, or deep talks while cuddling, we knew everything about one another. Not a stone left un-turned or page not read. So when I saw the name 'Emily'  text him, it took me by surprise. My curiosity got the best of me and I opened his phone. Seeing the most recent text read 'Hey babe, I miss you! can't wait to see you tomorrow!💕'  My brow furrowed in confusion as I read the text. I continued to scroll through their conversation to subside my growing suspicion, as I continued to read my heart broke. I never in a million years thought that we would have these problem, never would I thought that he would cheat on me. 

I made my way to the couch, still holding Colby's phone in my hand. I sat down releasing a breath, and felt warm tears  run down my cheeks. It wasn't long before Colby walked out of his room wearing a pair of gray joggers, hanging low on his hips, shirtless, and his curly damp hair swaying when he walked towards me. Seeing me sitting on the couch with tears running down my face, he immediately rushed over to my side. 

"Baby, what's wrong?" he cooed as his arm came around my shoulders, pulling me to his bare chest. "How long Colby?" I asked trying to keep my voice steady but it cracked on the last word. "Huh?" he asked confusion laced in his voice. I scooted away from him, seeing the hurt flash in his eyes when I moved. I tossed his phone on the couch in between the both of us. Colby looked down at his phone, his eyes widened and his gaze snapped back up to meet mine. Guilt and fear written across his face as he looked at me. "How long, Colby?" I asked again. "Y/n, I can ex-" I cut him off. "Answer the fucking question Colby" I spit out to him. He dropped his head and looked down at his hands, twisting his fingers. "Two months" he quietly said, my eyes widened "t-two mon- wow. Two months?!" I slightly raised my voice, my anger getting the best of me now. I was angry now, and that anger was taking over the pain that was in my chest, making it hard for me to breath. He nodded his head still not looking at me. "Look at me Colby," my voice cracked as I talked to him. After a minute he finally looked up at me, the guilt still in his eyes. "Why?" I croaked out. "I don't know, Y/n" he replied looking into my eyes. I laughed lightly although nothing about this was funny. "What a bullshit excuse," I laughed out. I didn't care to wipe away the tears leaking from my eyes. "was I not enough for you, Colby?" my voice was shaky, filled with so much emotion as I spoke to the boy that I thought would be my forever. When those words lefts my mouth, his head shot up to mine. He shook is head hard, "Of course you were enough y/n," he said as his own tears spilled over his cheeks. I shook my head back at him, "if I was, you wouldn't have ch- stepped out on me.." I choked out. I could get the word 'cheat' out of my mouth. But that is what happened he cheated on me and then lied about it. I should have noticed the way his phone was always on silent, or that he never left it out anymore, or that he was "filming late with the guys". All these signs that I chose to ignore because he had his way with words. I just stared at him for a moment watching the tears falling from his guilt and regret filled eyes. I closed my eyes against the tsunami of tears that we bound to fall at any moment. I lifted myself off of the couch and looked down at the only person that knew me better than anyone. The person that I trusted with my heart, only for him to break it and leave it in a pile of jagged pieces. Left it for me to pick up and try to put back to together. "Do you love her Colby?" I asked, dreading the answer that I already knew but I had to hear it. He broke our eye contact and looked down at his couch. Slowly, he nodded his head. I felt the pain in my chest increase to the point that I thought I would pass out from how heavy it felt. The tears just kept spilling, and I did absolutely nothing to stop them.