Your POV
-
You sat up in bed, sweat dripping down your face as hair stuck to it. You looked next to you when you felt a body shifted slightly, a groan escaping someone's lips.

"Colby?" You poke his skin. He moves a bit and groans. "Hey!" You whisper.

He turns on his back rubbing his eyes before he looks at you.

"What?" He asked, a bit aggravated.

"I can't sleep."

"Again?"

"Yes again."

You look forward in pure darkness, not even knowing what you were doing.

"Here lay down." You felt Colby's body shift, indicated he moved in your direction. You gingerly lay back down, laying on your back. You felt Colby's arm under you making you shiver a bit.

You turn on your side, hitting Colby's chest once you were comfortable. Colby's free hand placed on your back, tickling up and down your spine. You moved closer to his chest.

He grabbed the covers pulling them up even more. His hand glided over your skin gently as he went back to rubbing your back.

-

Colby's pov (oh maybe shit is about to happen-)

"y/n?" I asked. I didn't feel her body next to mine making me jolt up in bed. Her figure wasn't there.

"In the bathroom." I heard her small voice echo. I sigh pulling the covers over my body and sitting at the edge of the bed, putting my sweatpants on.

I got up and walked into the bathroom that was connected with my room, seeing y/n. Her hair was in a messy bun, a gray oversized shirt on and some of her Calvin Klein underwear on. I walk up behind her, wrapping my arms around her and kissing her cheek.

"Morning beautiful." I said looking at us through the mirror. She turned her body around, smoothly, her cold hands hitting my cheeks.

"Morning." She smiled. Her breath was as minty as ever, making me lean in and kiss her playfully. I felt a smile plaster across her face making me smile too.

"Alright big boy, that's enough." She slapped my chest before pushing away. I grabbed her wrist when she started to walk away. "Colby I gotta change."

"Alright and? You look adorable." I said, more like whining. She rolled her eyes walking away.

I walked down my stairs into the kitchen grabbing an apple, and throwing it in the air then catching it.

"Wow, slick move." I heard y/n's voice say. I laughed and took a bite of my apple. I pushed it towards her, gesturing if she wanted some. She grabbed it from my hands and started to eat it, looking at a pile of papers.

"Are we not going to discuss this?" She asked in a serious tone, not making eye contact with me. Her eyes and index finger moved along the words on the piece of paper. She finally looked up letting me see her perfect y/c/e eyes.

"What am I suppose to say? I told you, they're just letters-" I said looking at my fingers.

"Colby, you know that's not the thing that I'm worried about on this paper." Her voice became a bit louder towards the end of her sentence.

"okay. Well, what do you want to know?" I asked. We made eye contact, her body making the 'disappointment mom' stance. "Well, we did 'stuff' when sam was.."

"Killed." She finished my sentence.

"More like suffering." I cringe at myself.

"So you went behind his back. When he was still alive?"

"I mean... okay look Kat and I liked each other for a while and wanted to try it. But I lost feeling for her. I swear I did."

She sighed crumpling the paper up and throwing it in the garbage. She sat in a chair that was one away from me. She started to stress eat.

"What's it like Colby?" She finally broke the silence. She finished her apple, throwing it away and standing there.

"What's what like?"

"The feeling of regret."

"It hurts. More than a break up, more than anything. It sucks to know you did something that you will never be able to change."

She nodded.

"Have you never felt regret." I asked.

"I never did.. until last night." She stormed off up the stairs.

I sat there, in quiet, no sound just my thoughts and me.

You messed up.

"Shut up."

You can kill her now.. she's right under your hands-

"SHUT UP!" I got up, knocking my chair over. My fist collided with the table. A strike of pain ran up my wrist and knuckles. I looked at the broken glass under the table then to my knuckle which had glass pieces and blood all over it.

"Colby, what the hell did you do." I heard y/n run over. She gripped my hand but getting caught off guard when I pulled it away.

"What's your problem! You hate me then and now you're all 'love dovey I want to help you!'. How bi-polar are you!" I yelled at her.

"I'm trying to help you!" She screamed back.

"Well you never will be able to! You're worthless, just like Kat!" (a/n: No hate, I absolutely love Kat)

"Fine. You know what Colby I'm done, all you do is ruin people. You're the one that kidnapped me to have a damn affair, isn't that correct? Isn't that why you took me away from my family, friends my life! You're just desperate to have the feeling of pleasure. You don't love me, I thought I could actually trust you!" She yelled.

I stood there, nothing to say. Our eyes locked.

"y/n I-I'm sorry-"

"No, go fix your damn hand by yourself." She said. She walked over to the couch sitting down and looking at the wall. I looked at her before walking up the stairs into the bathroom, slowly.

I walked to the closet with all the stuff I need to help my hand. I gripped my hurt wrist with my good one as I looked for the first aid I had. I went to grab it when a sharp pain went through my hand.

"Ah shit," I hissed, and heard a small crash as the first aid fell The the ground. I dropped down putting the things that fell out back into the box. I picked it up and walked into the bathroom, opening it back up once I sat it on the counter. I grabbed a tweezer, a bandage and some medical tape.

"That's not all you need." My head snapped in the direction I heard her voice, my heart racing as she scared me.

"I'm not a doctor. I wouldn't know." I sigh, looking back down.

"Here." She came in, opening it back up and grabbing some more things. The thing that caught my eye was a pair of scissors.

"Woah, wait why scissors?" I asked a bit terrified.

She giggled a bit, "they're medical tweezers. you supposedly use these for like opening stuff to grab other things. Like if I needed stuff from your nose." Her straight face didn't change at all.

I jumped up onto the counter, y/n between my legs as the lightly was better. I watched her every move.

"Close." She said. I closed my fist as she put it over the sink. "This will sting, but for a second." She started to pour it on my knuckle, making me growl and close my eyes. I saw her cringe at my growl, showing she was a bit scared of me.

She then took the white puff things and dabbed my wound. Then took the scissors tweezer things and opened it up a bit before grabbing the glass pieces with the tweezers. My eyes scanned her face as she concentrated.

Once she was done with everything, she wrapped a Beige Bandage over my wrist up to my hand. She clipped it around my wrist and started to clean up. I sat there and looked over my hand.

"Did I break it?" I asked admiring her work.

She shook her head.

"Is it sprained?"

she nodded.

"Are you not going to talk to me."

"I'm not on talking terms with you, Colby." She huffed, putting the aid kit back in the closet. She walked back into the bedroom and sat on the bed grabbed the glass of water from her bed side table, taking a sip.

"I'm sorry." I said sitting next to her.

"I know."

"You don't have to be mean about it."

"I'm not being mean Colby. I'm being reasonable."

There was a short pause as she got comfortable under a small blanket on the bed.

"I'll be downstairs."

"Yep." She laid in bed her back facing me. I get up and walk down the stairs after shutting the bedroom door. Once I got to the living room I sat down on the couch and sighed.

Her soft skin would look so nice to watch blood flow down it.

"I swear if you don't shut up."

Alright alright.

"Thank you."

Ye, fuck you.
-

Word count: 1483