for you only // colby brock [SEQUEL: ONE NIGHT] (Completed)

15 》 perfect timing for an outburst

apologises in advance..

Colby's POV

I storm up stairs.

Passing Shea on the stairs,

"Hey.. what happened?" She asks with worry,

"Huh- oh yeah nothing just a physcotic and delusional friend that I serious need to have a talk with but um- I'll see you later?" I blurt out trying my best to speed the conversation up before I let the soft side of me kick in.

I was done with this bullshit.

Always getting what she wants just because she knows I will say yes.

Well nope.

Not anymore.

Shea glares at me with an absurd expression and quickly rushes downstairs,

Back into the party.

Where me and Ronnie should be.

Having fun.

I continue my mission to her location.

"You are unloyal".

How dare she?

Over the past few months since she had been gone,

Me and Shea had got really close,

She really did help me through it all; as a friend.

She even asked me for my number at first but I couldn't say yes.

Because I was loyal.

Loyal to Ronnie.

My girl.

She can't say shit about loyalty to me.

I continue my rage race to her hatch and yell as I come closer,

"VERONICA SMITH!" I yelled as I suddenly halted.

Everything was silent for a brief moment.

The only thing to be heard was shuffling upstairs and music downstairs.

I hear a cough and a bang.

A slight pinch of worry and fear comes over me but my anger quickly dominated.

Unloyal? Really? Seriously i-

"Yes?" A faint voice comes from upstairs,

"Get your ass down here.. NOW!" I yell still infuriated,

"Why should I?" She yells back,

"Ronnie stop being stubborn and get down here so we can talk!",

"I don't want to talk to you!" She screams as she stomps on the hatch.

Childish.

"Oh you don't want to talk to me? Well, I don't really want to be talking to you right now either!" I continue to emphasis on my tone and words.

Everything went quiet yet again.

Shuffling upstairs and music downstairs.

I was suprised we were even able to hear each other from how loud it was.

CLICK

My head darts up at the latch that had just switched and turned.

I knew it would work.

My arm flew up and yanked on the drawstring,

"Colby what the hell? Why are you guys yelling at each other?" I hear Sam rushing over from behind me,

"Not now, Samuel!" I yell as I climb up the ladders and into the death pit.

I hear a huff downstairs and a smash on the wall beside me as I stand at my full height.

Glaring at her with pure rage as she launches the glass that was on the bedside table,

"You fucking physcotic bitch!" I yell.

Probably slobbering everywhere but I didn't care.

3 years and not one outburst.

This is my time.

The time was now.

Q: your guys opinions?