Addicted

109 (Colby's POV)

I threw the bag into the trash bin beside the freezer and then grabbed a few more full ones. I would probably have to come back for more soon. Wasn't sure how long these would last, or how long I would need to be over at Chloe's without her knowing...or letting me feed on her.

 If she ever let me again. That thought hurt. It wasn't just about blood with her.

There was an intense emotional connection that allowed me to feel so much more of what she was feeling. It was overwhelming, like a drug. Probably why it was so hard for me to stop.

I headed back out, not really thinking about grabbing anything else, and ran into Mike coming back into the garage.

 "Hey, where you going?" he asked me, eyeing the blood bags.

 "I'm going to Chloe's...gonna keep an eye on her because of Millie."

 He looked at me with exasperation. "Colby, she doesn't wanna see you right now. Everyone in the house heard you guys."

 I rolled my eyes. "What is with you and Chloe? Why do you care so fucking much what I do with her? She's my girlfriend, NOT yours. She's not going to see me anyways, since you just have to know. She's not going to know that I'm there. Kat knows. Now can you mind your own fucking business? Maybe go find somebody that'll get you out of Chloe's ass? Cuz you're starting to piss me off." I was glaring at him, feeling satisfaction when I saw him shrink back just a little.

 If Mike and I fought, it was going to be a close match. I wasn't really sure who would win, but I was sick of him having such an interest in Chloe.

 I mean, what the fuck was that about?

"You're an asshole." He replied, shaking his head at me.

 I turned and walked away.

"Tell me something I don't know." I muttered under my breath.

It didn't take me long to make it to Chloe's. I left my car and just ran. Knew she would recognize it if she saw it.

 I scaled the wall again and peeked in through the balcony glass doors, keeping my body in the shadows. Sam and Kat were sitting on her couch, while Chloe was sitting across from them in a chair.

 "I'm sorry I'm taking Katrina away from you Sam. I need some time to be by myself, but I don't want to be alone. Does that make sense?" She looked so confused, it made me feel so bad.

 I hate that I had made her feel this way. I didn't know what to do to fix it though.

Sam leaned towards her and put his hand on her knee.

"It's fine Chloe. It makes perfect sense. I do want you to know that Colby loves you. He's never acted like this with anyone else. Not even Emilie. He doesn't know how to be in a stable relationship anymore. His humanity was off for so long. It's going to take him some time to remember that his actions affect others. Or to remember that he cares when it does. Just...work with him?"

Damn...He wasn't wrong. I didn't usually care one way or another what happened to anyone. I mean, I didn't want my friends to die or anything, but if a girl they liked wanted me, I wasn't saying no.

Except Sam. Wouldn't do that to him, humanity or not. Not if he really, really liked her. Like Katrina.

I wouldn't mess with Devyn or Tara either but that was different. They were connected to Jake and Corey in a way that I didn't understand...until now, anyways.

Chloe stared at Sam for a moment, before looking down.

"I'm trying to work with him Sam. Everything is just happening so fast, and my head is spinning. One second, we're amazing, he's amazing, and we're declaring our love for each other. The next, it's okay for some bitch to run her mouth or lay her body all up on him. He didn't do or say anything. I get it. There are girls before me. Probably hundreds." She cringed. "I know that I'm probably going to be around so many girls that he has slept with, or told them that he loved them just to get them in bed."

"No," Sam replied.

She looked at him confused.

 "No, what?"

 "He hasn't told anyone since Emilie that he loved them. Not even to get them into bed. He hasn't needed to tell them that to be honest. They usually just jump-"

"OKAY, I get it." She exclaimed, holding her hand up to let Sam know to stop.

 "Sorry." He said sheepishly, while Kat took his hand.

 I wanted nothing more than to walk in there and take Chloe in my arms to make her feel better. Knowing me, I'd probably do something to fuck it up though.

Sam stiffened and looked towards the balcony door. He knew that I was here. Took him long enough.

 He leaned towards Kat, like he was kissing her cheek, but whispered in her ear.

"Colby's here."

 Kat took the hint. "Come on, let's go get you cleaned up babe. Sam, We'll be back in a few minutes."

He nodded, and stood up with them, giving Kat a kiss. "Miss you," he replied.

 Oh shut the fuck up Sam. At least, you get to be around her. I was dying to be with Chloe, an actual yearning that was driving me crazy.

They walked to Chloe's room, and Sam walked out onto the balcony.

 "Hey brother." I replied, running my hand through my hair.

 He fixed his own blonde hair, meeting my gaze. It was a habit that both of us had.

"How you doing?" He asked me.

I shrugged.

"Not so good, but I'll manage." I held up the blood bags that I had brought with me.

 He placed his hand on my shoulder.

 "She'll come around. I know it sucks but it'll work out. She can't resist the pull either. There's no way. I had Kat explain it to me. It sounds just as bad for them as it is for us."

 I shook my head. "I think there's something stronger than the whole One thing with me Sam. I can't explain it but..." I trailed off, unable to explain.

 I just knew it was stronger than what the others had.