I Hate You

What's Wrong With Colby?

The next few days I haven't seen or heard from Colby Brock. I wondered if what I said had really got to him. I used to see Colbys parents all around town and now I don't see them at all. Colby couldn't have gone here all alone could he?
I haven't spoken with my father in a while either. Maybe I should just to see if he's okay? Just hope he isn't drunk because that is not pretty.

I walked downstairs to see if my dad was home but when I walked into the livingroom I saw Colby and Sam instead. I walked over to them. Colby looked mad and tired.

Y/n- "Jeez, when's the last time you slept?"

He looked away from ma and San looked at me. "What? Did I say something? Is he still angry over what I said?" I said.

Sam- "He isn't in the mood, also why would you care if hes slept or is mad? You two hate each other"
Y/n- "well-"
Colby- "Yes, we do. Y/n go away."

I scoffed and walked out and to the kitchen and found my father. He seemed sober. I walked over to him and sat on the counter. "Hey dad?" I asked.

Chris- "Yes? Oh and i'm sorry.. for a few days ago.. I promise i'll get better"
Y/n- "mm. So, I just wanted to know if you're okay? I haven't heard from you in a while"
Chris- "I'm okay. I've just been busy, have you heard about that fire that happened in Florida? I just read it online and apparently it happened a while ago"

Florida? That's where Colby moved to. Probably a coinsidence though. Ever since Colby got back he hasn't said much about Florida. He's acting happy but is he actually happy? He has awful mood swings that make no sense to me.

Y/n- "Were their any deaths?"
Chris- "Yeah, it was Colbys mother"

I looked down at your feet and then back at my father. "I'm gonna go talk to him" I say and run to the living room but don't see Colby.

Sam- "Colby went home"
Y/n- "Of course"

I ran out of the house, down the street, I stop at Colby's porch and put my hands on my knees catching my breath. Colby opens the door to leave and stops when he sees me.

Colby- "get off my porch"
Y/n- "Colby, I'm sorry about your mother. I didn't know. God damn you leave me house after 10 minutes and go home and get ready to leave again."
Colby- "yeah, I was gonna go get something"

I stand straight as you here a girl yell from upstairs in Colby's house "Colby! I'm waiting!" Colby looks at me and I look at him.

Y/n- "tell me you don't have a girl in your room"
Colby- "okay, i don't. Now I'm gonna go back up to the girl in my room and you're gonna leave. Thanks"

Colby walked in his house and slammed the door in my face. I sighed and rolled my eyes and whispered "asshole" as I walk off his porch and back to my house.

Colby was having bad mood swings. One second he makes me laugh while I cry, he yells at me when he's mad, he ignores me when he wants. Maybe he's just grieving his mother but it was making me confused. I wondered what changed between me and Colby. Colby used to bully me and call me names and laugh at me, now he's.. he's different. Colby doesn't laugh as much, when I cry he comforts me, he still calls me names though.

I shook my head and shook off a weird feeling. I went to my room and looked at my phone to see a ton of missed calls from Tara. I rolled my eyes and scoffed as she called me again and i answered and put my phone up to my ear. "What?"

Tara- "I'm so sorry Y/n, really i am. I miss you and I still wanna be your friend. Please, don't hate me."
Y/n- "you should've thought of that before you slept with my boyfriend and lied about it. I don't wanna talk to you Tara, stop calling me"

I hung up the phone and fell back on my bed and closed my eyes and whispered "what a life" as I drifted to sleep.