Sometimes Pain's the Only Way that We Can Learn || ✖️Solby✖️

Chapter 7

(this chapter is in Colby's point of view)

I felt pretty bad for basically running out on him, but I needed to answer him. Maybe he'd be the answer to everything.

A few days after the breakup, I was determined to get back on my feet. I went out and ended up coming back with a super sweet guy. We didn't hook up or anything like that, he said he wouldn't take advantage of me like that. We just stayed in the living room, talking and getting to know a little about each other most of the night.

In the morning, before he left, we exchanged numbers and he said he'd text me when he could. Obviously, I never expected to hear back from him, because we just randomly met one night.

I looked at the text and sighed. It was nothing bad, he was just making fun of me for something I'd said that night. What did I say? I told him about how 3% of Antarctica is made out of penguin piss, and now he was calling me penguin piss boy.

I wish I didn't say that, but hey, I guess it could be worse. I was embarrassed by that nickname, but I texted him back and we talked for a bit, and he asked if I could see him again soon, and get to know each other properly this time.

I smiled at that. Maybe I was kind of rushing things, but for now I felt good about it. Who cares if she didn't want my love, I don't have time to waste on her. She doesn't know what she had, maybe he'd appreciate it. This could be my happy end, but I'm probably looking too far ahead.

Geez, I really should calm down. Get through some dates first, figure out if we'd work together, start dating officially, and then start thinking about that.

Maybe I'm just desperately looking for someone to fill the space she left. Either way, it'll probably feel good to go out again.

I chilled for the rest of the day, drinking a bit, watching tv for hours, falling asleep from time to time, and various other random activities, always keeping my head busy so it wouldn't wander to her.

Unfortunately, it seems like eventually your mind runs out of things to fill the silence, and ultimately ends up going to the problem at hand.

I saw the moment we met replay over and over again, it was such a cheesy love story moment, but it meant everything to me.

I couldn't get the first time my eyes met hers out of my head. How much she changed after moving here was crazy to me. She was always quiet and shy, hiding behind me whenever she could. You definitely wouldn't ever think she'd cheat. I guess it's true though, this place has a way of changing people.

It was just so difficult to wrap my head around why she'd do that. I gave her my all, even when I felt so terrible. If she didn't want me anymore, she could've just told me. It would've hurt a lot less.

I opened Instagram, just to see something that would make my day worse. I keep forgetting to unfollow her, and now I have to see all the things she posts with that new guy.

I looked at the picture of him kissing her cheek. My eyes wandered down to the caption and I froze.

"don't need no high school sweetheart ❤️" 

As badly as I wanted to, I didn't say anything, instead I just took the two seconds to unfollow her and block her.

And there it was. Step 1: get rid of her on social media and other things where I can actively see what she's up to. Block or unfollow her social media accounts and delete her number for your phone. If you ever want to, you can unblock her.

I learned that from therapy, which I've been going to recently. I can't let this knock me off so far, so I decided to reach out before it got bad.

Getting drunk and passing out was no way to go about getting over heartbreak. In the end, it can make you worse. It impairs you're mind and makes you do dumb things. I felt dumb for ever turning to that and becoming a borderline alcoholic.

I'd learned too much from my father to start living like that. Thankfully, he was sent to rehab, which is where I probably would've ended up had I not come to my senses.

I came to my senses and just decided to get therapy, because I won't get anything done by myself. Sure, I drink on my own, but nothing close to the amount I did before. 

Thankfully, early on I decided I wouldn't let this drive me crazy. I don't need that, I can't take that. I knew I couldn't care much, and it probably didn't mean much. Sure, we were together for a long time, but we're young, and young love is dumb.

It could also be a good experience for me. Getting to live on my own for once, getting the experience of being far from home, alone, getting to spend time alone and with friends. Without any romantic feelings.

If someone does happen to come along sometime, I'd be open to it. I'll go out with people from time to time, but I don't think I'd like anything too serious for a while.

If things work out between me and him, it's cool, if things don't, it's still cool. I don't really care, I'm just gonna ride this one out and see how it goes. Sometimes, that's just the best thing to do. Go with the flow and let life take you where it wants to.

Everything happens for a reason, and there's nothing we can do to change that. The most we can do is just ride the wave of life and just learn to accept that it is what it is.

a/n: we have been DRAINED of solby content. Also, fight me on this, but (in my opinion) kat's kind of possessive and kinda seems to be getting in the way of their friendship 🤷🏻‍♀️