Colbys pov
*ding*
I heard my phone go off thinking it was my best friend sam I picked up my phone and to my surprise it wasn't him.anonymous: you don't seem very happy with your life man
Colby: I'm sorry
whos this?
Anonymous: you have no idea who I am and you won't for a while so just know that I go to your school and that u can call me B
Colby: ...okay B how
did you get my number
B: a friend
Colby: I only have
one
B: exactlyI clicked the power button leaving my screen black. I wanted to know who this person was or why sam gave him my number. Since it's the weekend I decide to stand up and pack my bag. I packed a pair of sweatpants,a T-shirt,a set of clothes for tomorrow,and my phone charger/earbuds. I threw the bag over my shoulder,and shoved my phone into my pocket. I walked down the stairs only to be greeted by a angry father. "Where do you think you're going dipshit." "I'm going to sams excuse me." With that my father stepped over,so with that I started to walk. My dad grabbed my arm and pulled me back looking me dead in the face "don't be a idiot".
I knew what he meant,last weekend was a little hectic. I got drunk and had sex with three girls before coming home and slitting my wrists in attempt to kill myself. I don't plan on doing that again until someone least expects it.
I walk out of my house and start walking down the street. Sam only lived two blocks away from me making it a 10 minute walk at the most.
I get halfway to Sams before my thoughts are interrupted by a "ding". Realizing that it was my phone I grabbed it out of my pocket.
B: you shouldn't be walking alone in the dark
Colby: obviously
you can see me so why
don't you come give me company
B: yes I can see you but it's difficult due to what you're wearing
Colby: and what is
that
B: the usual a pair of black skinny jeans and a black hoodie which you're always wearing I don't know why though...maybe u self harm?I shut off my phone once again and shoved it into my pocket. If I would have told him he might have told sam,and I don't feel like exposing myself.
But I really want to know who this B guy is.
Which is the last thought that crossed my mind before I knocked on Sams door,and the door swung open. I was left looking into the eyes of a complete stranger...where's sam?...
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To good to be true//brolby
Fanfictionwhat a lovely text This is a brolby fanfic Trigger warnings: Self harm Alcohol abuse Physical/verbal abuse homophobic slurs (You have been warned) X DISCONTINUED X