18

105 6 0
                                    

18
Ash pov

I wake up in a hospital room. It was painted white and quite bland looking. I hated it. "Ash... why didn't you tell me?" Colby cried out. He was sitting next to me in the chair by my bed side. "I don't have to tell you everything." I say still upset at him a little. I don't know why I'm so upset with him. I guess I just felt pushed to explain my problems. I don't like feelings. And I really don't like when people push me to tell them my feelings. "Ash why though?" Colby asks. His eyes blood shot and red. "Because." I reply. "Because? Because what?!" Colby asks looking at my arms. "That's not your business." I say looking away from him. "I'm sorry." Colby says. "Sorry doesn't fix everything Colby! You can't pressure someone to tell you how they feel. I didn't want to talk about my problems! You made it all about me and my feelings! I can't do this!" I scream. I feel a tear slip down my cheek. "You can't do what?" He asks. "I can't do us." I say to his face. "Ash please..." I cut him off. "No, call Kayla to take me home." I look away from him. "Okay." He says. The sadness in his voice evident.

Time skip~ one hour later

"Why'd you do that?" Kayla asks surprised. "I could deal with all the pressure. I just couldn't." I say looking at the floor. I just watch the pavement under me move as we watch. "Okay... well." Kayla says. "Well what?" I look up and ask her. "Just I didn't expect that." She says to me. "It's fine. It will make the job easier." I say to her. She stops in her tracks and looks at me. "Your actually going through with it?!" She says surprised. "Yes." I say and start to walk again.

Watch over you// Colby BrockWhere stories live. Discover now