Where Are You? // Solby ✓

~Chapter 8~

I read through the book that the librarian gave me.  Apperently, when you meet your soulmate, you would know if it's them because a spark would go through your body. Well, that doesn't happen all the time. Only when you had a dream about that specific person. Also, it said that you and your soulmate, would know how to find them by following your heart and, by also the feeling in your stomach. (A/n I know that doesn't make much sense)

I closed up the book, then left the library. I said thanks to the librarian, and she responded with,  "Don't thank me yet."

Before my next long walk, I went to the grocery store and bought some food incase I get hungry.  'You'll meet them soon, Colby. Don't worry...'  I kept thinking as I put one foot in front of the other; one step at a time. It was soon 9:00 am, and I was still walking. I left the Library at 5:00. This is how determined, I am. I was heading in the direction of Kansas, and I came from Los Angeles. 

~Time Skip~

I was tired, I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. My feet were dragging on the rocky ground. I then saw a park. There were benches in it as well. I went to one of the benches, and once I layed down, everything went black.

"Colby! Colby! Wake up!" I opened my eyes to see the small boy, with golden, soft, blonde hair, and ocean blue eyes. I saw the heartwarming smile he always gave me. I just saw, him. "S-Sam!" I cried. "Colby!" He gave me the biggest and tightest hug. "I missed you, Sammy." I kissed his forehead. "I missed you too Colbs!" Sam kissed my lips. I kissed back, making the kiss more passionate, and deep. I pulled away, then said, "I missed this."  "Me too." Sam smiled, and we went back to kissing. "Sam?" I said after I pulled away. "Is this real? Or another dream?"  "Do you think it's real? Does it feel real?"  "No, Sam. No, it doesn't. It doesn't feel real; it feels right." (A/n I feel like that didn't make sense) 

Everything went black again. Then, I felt me hit something hard. I opened my eyes. I saw green grass. I was on the ground. I got up, then saw a group of 4 boys, looking at me.

"Look boys, the homeless man is up!" I'm guessing the 'leader' of the group said. "I-I'm not homeless!" I told them. "Oh yeah? Then why are you sleeping on a park bench?" He started to crack his knuckles, and walked closer to me; with his friends right behind him doing the same thing.  "Cause I don't live in this state! Or, wherever I f*ck am!" I yelled. "I don't believe you."  "Go pick on someone else you b*tch!" I quickly regretted what I had said. Before I knew it, I felt pain go through my face, then stomach, and ribs.  After that, I blacked out.