The Mistake | Colby Brock

One Twenty Six-Heated Arguments

Jordan's pov
  "Okay if this is about Adam i'm sorry, okay? But you know what he did was never right!" I spoke quickly, so i wouldn't get cut off this time. He turned around slowly, his face scrunched up as he shook his head, leaving me confused once again. "No, no this isn't about Adam." He rolled his eyes before continuing, but i couldn't tell if it was for me or the fact that i mentioned him. "I just wanted to get you out of there so you wouldn't blow up. I needed to talk to you about something completely different." Usually, people would grow pits in their stomaches from being nervous, or hold their breath. But i didn't get either of those. The nerves that connect to the emotional distress signal in me died out years upon years ago from numerous chemicals that don't mix well with the chemicals from your brain, so i don't get that nervous feeling in my stomach. Which is another reason why i always think i'm less human here. I don't physically feel like it all the time. Sometimes my hands felt weak, like i couldn't open a bottled water if i wanted to, but i guess my brain couldn't register that i was nervous, because i didn't show it at all. "Okay," i responded lightly, sitting up from my spot to face him. He looked confused, or frustrated, and i worried if he was going to end things with us. Like a nagging in the back of my head continuously telling me he was just going to leave, and i didn't want that. Yeah i'm still pissed off at him, but i didn't want him gone. I still planned on sleeping on the same bed as him tonight just because i can't bare not being with him. As he leaned his body against the wall, his eyes opened to mine, ones that i couldn't quite read. I just wanted him to say something, anything at this point. "I'm just going to get straight to the point." He started, talking to himself more than me. "You're not- ugh oh my gosh." He paused, rubbing his hand through his curls that i practically begged for him to keep in. When his eyes met mine he looked away quickly, before snapping back to me to finish for a brief moment. "You're not coming to the mission tonight. You're sitting this one out." He looked away from me, letting it process in my for a second. And when it did i wished i didn't. "Wait, what the fuck?" I said, standing from my spot. "It's not my call, J. You know i wouldn't do something like that. But after hearing Reggie-" "Reggie?!" I yelled, making him groan like he just dropped the bomb. "What the hell does he have to do with MY life? What the fuck?" I went to leave the room, just to get away from the bullshit i was hearing before Colby teleported in front of me, lifting me quickly before plopping me back down on the bed. "He's just looking out for you okay! Just like the rest of us." He was stern with his wording, and his body blocked me from leaving. "Oh bullshit, you having to tell me just says you considered it too." I snapped, shoving him to the side. I tried to get up quickly, but his hands snapped to my shoulders, pushing my back down on the bed before pinning me down, his body hovering over me. "You're right, i did consider it. And hell i don't think it's a bad idea, if it keeps you safe i'm okay with it." My eyes widened with slight fear as Colbys whole body was so close to mine, i thought i would sink down into the bed. His breathing slowed down, before his eyes started to trail my face, and i grabbed his forearms, forcing him off of me. "I can handle myself." I said, walking to the door. He stood in front of me, and my hand snapped down to my wrist, ready to let my powers run loose for a second. "I wouldn't do that if i were you." He said, sighing as his eyes stayed glued onto mine. "Last time you told me that i didn't listen, why should i now?" I asked, thinking back to the first time we met, his attempt of breaking through my shell wasn't very successful the first time around. Now look at us. "You didn't know me then. Now you do. You know i wouldn't do anything to put you in harms way unless i knew you could handle it." "Oh so you think i can't handle it now?"I responded fast, slipping off my bracelet slowly without him noticing. "No that's not what i'm saying Jordan. I'm saying this time around is more dangerous." Colby still had a stern voice on, but this time around it was slightly softer, like he was trying to make me understand. But this was honestly pissing me off more than convincing me. I let my eyes take control, flashing before i blinked them back to normal, Colbys expression changing. "Yeah, like i wouldn't know what dangerous is." I almost swore i saw a slight fear wash over him for a second, before he shook his head at me. "It's not like that, you would know that it's different now." I clenched my teeth together, composing myself mentally. "Why? What exactly is different, Colby? Is it because i'm not like you guys?" "What! No?" "Is it because you know that any second i don't have a fucking wristband on i could kill anyone at any moment without a care in the world? Is that way? Are you scared of me? Of my inner demon, or monster?" I didn't realize i was backing him into the wall, and i couldn't seem to stop. Both sides of my brain were now pissed off, and you can't really stop it. "I thought we agreed not to use the term monster because you aren't one." He said, trying to overpower me. "Yeah well it's different when you guys portray it to be like that." I said back coldly. I pushed past him, but his arm pulled me back, spiking my anger to a peak. "No, you can't nt shut me out anymore." He said, his arms holding a grip on mine, while his eyes bored into mine. I twisted my arms so they gripped his with even more pressure he was putting onto me, and stared back at him, not being able to stop. "Or what? I know you're scared Colby, i know you're scared i'll hurt you." I responded, his breathing picking up for a slight second. "I know you don't want to hurt me. And the only reason why you're trying to is because YOU are scared. You don't want to be treated like an object anymore, a test subject. A guinea pig. So you don't let people get the chance to hurt you until you know you have the upper hand. That's why you're so closed off, and that's why you hurt people and you kill people, because it's easier for you than all the emotional stuff." He took my arms off of his, and held me against a wall, so i couldn't move. "Wanna know how i know that Jordan? Because i see right through you. You can't shut me out so easily, you can do it to everyone, and i'll still know how you feel. Because i care about you, more than I've ever cared about anyone before. I know you, even if you think i don't. And even if you think i don't care sometimes or just shut you off, you're wrong. I will put my life in front of yours anytime of the day, whenever and wherever. Because i'm so deeply fucking in love with you Jordan, i can't help myself. You're everything and anything i ever wanted, and i'm terrified to let you slip from my grasp anymore. Because i know next time i let go you probably won't come back, and i wouldn't be able to forgive myself for it. So yes, Jordan, i'm benching you, on my call. Because i don't want to lose you like i did last time." I almost felt invaded that Colby just said he could read me. But he said a lot of things. Including the fact that he freaking loves me. I almost couldn't breath, before pushing it behind me. "I'm in love with you, and i have been for the longest time. But i don't know if i know what love is, but it was a new feeling at first. Like if i couldn't stand thinking of you leaving my life anymore, or risking it for me. Because compared to you, i'm not really anything besides a threat to the human race. But if it's one thing i'm absolutely positive about is that i love you, Colby. It's only ever been you." His eyes stared watering, out of pure joy. "To me, you're the only person that matters, much less a weapon. You've made a change in my life i wouldn't be able to find anywhere else, okay? Ever since i've known who you were Jordan, it was somehow always you." I didn't even have a chance to respond, if i even knew what to respond with. Because just then he pulled my body against his, kissing me in a way that changed everything. Somehow, each kiss he gave me was different in its own way. The way his lips still worked with mine, as he lifted me from my spot so my legs wrapped around his waist, before pushing me against the wall behind me. He moved over to the foot of the bed, holding the back of my head before leaning over, slowly dropping over the bed. He let go of me, just being a couple inches from the mattress and holding my waist, hovering over me just as he was about to lean in again, when there was a nock on the door. "Hey guys we have to get going in a bit, are you okay?" Corey asked from the other side of the door, sounding genuinely concerned. "Yeah, be out in a few." Colby answered, "oh okay." Corey responded, before his footsteps left the door. Colby groaned quietly, his forehead against mine as we caught our breaths. "Are we?" "Yes, we're okay." I answered, making him chuckle slightly. "I'm sorry i didn't listen to you, and just assumed what you said on what i heard, it was wrong of me. And i won't do it again." He said, looking me in the eyes as he spoke. "I'm sorry for shutting you out when you tried to talk to me earlier," i responded, just before he kissed me quickly again, before rolling off of me.