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

44 》 feather in the wind

Colby's POV

I was spread out on the bed.

Faking a gradual decline of consciousness for Ronnie's satisfaction.

I could tell that she was watching over me, I could feel her presence.

I knew that she was scared and worried because I felt the same.

I didn't know what was wrong with me but it couldn't be more than just a sore stomach.

I wanted to get better and be better for her.

I hated worrying her; I despised it.

Our relationship was going smoothly then my immune system had to come crashing in like an iceberg does the Titanic.

I was snapped out of my thoughts and what ifs when she walked around to her side of the bed.

She placed herself carefully beside me.

She was silent trying not to wake me.

I waited a while.

Listening to her breathing was peaceful; it was a sweet distraction to a violent stomach bug.

I started to cough but it was no cough.

Instead I was sprinting towards the bathroom for the third time this morning.

I flew into the door and collapsed into my knees.

Not being able to hold my lips shut.

I closed my eyes and let go of all of my bodily fluids that refused to stay down.

I took a breather and once I did.

A sharp pain up the side of torso.

My hands came to contact with my skin and gripped tightly.

I dared to open my eyes and I was horrified.

The toilet bowl covered in red and vomit.

It took me a moment to realise what was happening.

I quickly raised my hand up to my mouth and wiped my lips with the back of my hand.

I pulled my hand back and I was mortified.

Blood.

I was terrified.

I didn't know what to do.

I didn't want to wake up Ronnie because I didn't want to worry her.

I was frozen in frame as I stared at my hand covered in blood.

Tears started to fall down my cheeks and onto the floor.

What is wrong with me?

I was hopeless and broken as I kneeled down over the toilet bowl.

Until I heard footsteps.

My head snapped around to see Sam.

He looked at me with pure confusion and horror.

I assumed he seen the blood on my lips.

I turned to face him fully and his eyes drifted to the toilet bowl that was painted red,

"Oh my god!" He exclaimed as he lost balance.

Holding onto the door handle for support.

I ushered for him to be quiet because he would wake up Ronnie or alert the others,

"Please don't tell anyone!" I begged as I dropped my body weight against the shower door,

"Are you kidding me? Look at this! Look at you-" he said as he started to walk out the door,

"No Sam!" I called after him but he didn't stop.

I pushed myself off of the floor and stumbled after him.

I could feel my legs go limp beneath me but I ignored my body giving up.

He flung the main door to the room wide open.

I was quick behind him,

My side hurting more with each step.

He ran to the closest door in the hallway and started to bang on the wood,

"Please!" I yelled as I tried to run.

I screamed out in agony as my legs gave out and I collapsed to the floor,

"Colby!" Sam shouted as he quickly rushed to my side.

Bending down to pick up my head.

I continued to hiss through my teeth.

I began coughing again but it was no cough.

It was a splatter of blood all down my bare chest and over my chin.

The door that Sam bang on flew open and so did all the others.

I couldn't focus.

I could feel my body becoming lighter and numb.

Like I weighed like feather in a gust of wind.

I could barely hear the distorted shouts and yelling around me as panic erupted.

The last thing I heard was her voice,

"Please- please don't leave me-"