Strings | colby brock

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"Fuck off," I mutter amusedly. "And I have rules." I add on. He walks closer and sits on the edge of the bed by my feet, resting a hand on my leg. The act is oddly comforting. "Rule number one: Don't treat me like a baby. I can do things on my own. Rule two: You sleep on the couch. And last but not least, the remote is mine." I explain to him, the last rule making him chuckle.

"Deal." He says, holding out his hand and I shake it weakly. Every movement takes more energy than needed. I feel my eyelids start to lower and Colby notices. "Get some sleep. I'll be in there if you need anything." His voice is soft and I can barely make out a soft smile on his face before I begin to drift out of consciousness. The feeling of his finger on my cheek was as light as a feather, but even in my sleep I could feel him brush my hair out of my face. I allowed a smile to cross my lips as I heard his feet patter toward the door.

— C O L B Y

         I still couldn't believe anything that was happening. It was all so surreal. I never would have thought Cami to be the type to wreck herself like that. The mysteriousness around her was slowly starting to crumble and I could feel her starting to trust me more and more as time passed. It was nice to know she was finally opening up to me. Well, to anyone in general.

         A sigh escaped me and I fell back onto the couch where I would be sleeping until further notice, but I didn't mind. As long as I was here with her. Hilarious of her to think I wouldn't stick around to take care of her, or that she had a say in it. Maddox jumped up next to me and laid his head on my lap which made me smile. Cami told me I was one of the few Maddox actually liked— besides Adrianna, Cece, and Cami herself. I ran my hand over his soft fur while beginning to click through the channels for something to watch.

I was disappointed. Not mad, just disappointed. Though I do find peace knowing that Cami wants help and that she wants to get better. My mind just still couldn't wrap around the situation at hand. She had made me promise not to tell Adrianna, and I intended to keep that promise. Cami didn't need anyone being angry with her like I knew Adrianna would be. Adrianna is an amazing person but she tends to let her temper get the best of her when it comes to Cami. I know she cares about her. However, I did tell Sam. He helped me cover at the house and tell everyone I was flying home for a while to visit family. It was believable considering we don't tend to be able to go home much.

         I sat alone on the couch watching random episodes of ghost adventures for what seemed like hours. The sun had begun to set and cast a beautiful orange and pink glow across the sky. My body was stretched out uncomfortably on the couch but I was too lazy to move. Maddox was fast asleep at my feet, and his snoring was slightly amusing. The sound of my phone dinging on the coffee table in front of me broke me away from the tv. I groaned slightly as I stretched my arm out to reach it.

Cam
Can you bring me a water please

         I smiled down at the text, chuckling slightly to myself. The couch creaked as I threw my legs over the side before standing. I grab a cold bottle of water from the fridge and pour it into a cup with ice and a straw. She always complained that water tastes different in a bottle and she didn't like it. Yes, I remember things like that. When I opened the door to her room she was lying sprawled out like a starfish and scrolling through her phone. "Madam," I said playfully, handing her the cup. She smiles weakly and shifts herself up against the thousands of pillows she has littering her bed.

         "Thank you, sir," She says in the same, playfully posh accent. Her voice is weak and hoarse which is most likely a result from her getting sick. Cami scoots over to create more room in the bed and pats the place next to her with a smile. I lie down next to her and wrap my arms around her small shoulders. "I know I've been being a class A bitch, but I really appreciate you staying and caring. I don't know, just staying because you want to and not because you feel like you need to." She mutters. Her head is laying on my chest so that I can't see her face and she fiddles with the bottom of my tee shirt.

         "I care about you, Cam. I want you to get better. I'm happy that you want to and that I don't have you force you to, because you know I would without a second thought," I respond, chuckling lightly at the end. I feel her moving slightly and I know she's smiling, which causes the smile to remain on my face.

         I know this is going to be hell for her. It's going to be hell watching her go through it, but I care about her enough to stay. The way she's becoming more vulnerable and open is drawing me in more than anything she's ever done. Cami is doing things to me that no girl has ever done and it's scary, but I like the feeling. It's a rush I never want to stop feeling.

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