Do You Trust Me? *Colby Brock*

Chapter 19

After our little date Colby never left my side. We'll apart from when in lessons. We walked down to chemistry, everyone was eyeing us up.
"Babe? Why are they stearing?" I asked. Colby looked at me and just shook his head. We walked into the class room and sat at the back with Sam and Zoey.
"Afternoon lovebirds." Zoey smirked. Colby didn't seem impressed. I giggled slightly, trying to ease the tension in the air...

"So, anyone know what we're doing today?" I looked straight at Sam hoping he'd answer but he just gave me a worried look. I turned my head towards colby, I pushed his hair out his face and turned him towards me. "Babe? What's wrong?" No answer. He was still glaring at Zoey. Zoey looked nervous herself.
"Colby? Buddy what's up?" Sam asked looking back at his friend. Colby took a quick glance at Sam but didn't answer him.
"Sam? Take him outside for some air?" I suggested wiggling my wrist out of Colbys grip. Sam nodded and took Colby out the room. I looked back over at Zoey who was no longer scared. "What did you do?" I asked sternly. She giggled and passed over her phone.

'Colby Brock and Flame Bucket. The amazing couple everyone believed? Or a boy manipulating an emotionally and physically abused girl?' ~ Zoey French

I looked up at Zoey horrified. I threw her phone at the wall without thinking.
"How? HOW COULD YOU?!" I screamed above the chatter of the classroom. It fell silent, Zoey stood up, just smiling.
"I only speak the truth. You are truly just a poor abused child." She didn't move from her chair. I slammed my hands on the desk kicking out my chair.
"MY RELATIONSHIP WITH COLBY HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU OR MY PAST! How could you post that? I trusted you... With everything!" I felt the tears streaming down my face as I pushed my hair out my eyes.
"Calm down Flame... Don't get hot headed on me now." She smirked. Just then I felt a 2 hands on my shoulders. I looked either side of me and there was Emily and Jake.
"You are no friend to us. Slut." Emily said grabbing my arm and pulling me towards the door of the classroom. Jake shoved the desks towards Zoey pinning her in the corner.
"Bucket, Webber, Smith to the principals office. Now." The teacher said. "You too miss French." The class mumbled as we walked out. Outside the classroom was Sam and Colby.

"You spoilt bitch!"

(apologies for a short chapter but this is me getting back into the swing of things 💜)