"It's not about who kissed who, Colby! The universe doesn't want us to be together." Cami began crying as she shouted into the open street. Colby stared back at her with tears welling in his blue eyes.
"But Cami, I love you." His voice was quiet bu...
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|December 01, 2017| Peak
— C A M I
My head felt like it could explode any minute, and honestly I wished it would so this feeling would go away. Sweat soaked my skin and sheets, though chills could still be seen. It was hard for me to speak due to my throat being so scratchy from getting sick every few hours. Colby would come in to check on me every now and then but I would always tell him I wanted to be alone. I hated people seeing me weak and vulnerable. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate him being here, but I just wish I could take care of myself even though I know I can't. This isn't something someone needs to do alone.
Even though I could feel my muscles aching I still decided to slowly swing my legs over the edge of the bed and sit up. I waited and squeezed my eyes shut as I waited for my muscles to relax due to not having been moved for almost twenty-four hours. With a small struggle, I pushed myself up off the bed and thankfully stood without getting dizzy. My feet slightly stuck to the hardwood flooring of my bedroom as I walked toward the door. Colby could be hear slightly snoring through the cracked door, and the sight of him sprawled out on the couch with an arm thrown over his eyes made me smile. A lightheaded feeling washed over me and I leaned against the wall next to my door for support, silent as though not to wake up Colby while I regained my senses.
Feeling my stomach growl, I sighed. I knew I wouldn't be able to keep anything down but it didn't hurt to try. Slowly I made my way into the kitchen and used the counter for support when I finally arrived. Maddox was asleep on his bed by the door but became alert when he heard me walk by him. As if he knew I was not feeling well he stayed in his bed but observed me with his ears perked up. Not being able to think of anything else I grabbed a simple can of chicken noodle soup and a bowl out of the neighboring cabinet. When the ceramic clinks loudly I freeze and glance over my shoulder, watching as Colby rolls over onto his stomach but stays asleep.
I manage to catch a glimpse of myself in the reflection of the microwave door and I frown. The darkness around my eyes certainly hasn't gotten better, and my cheeks looked hallow and pale. My blue eyes were pale and empty. I looked seventeen again, and I hated it.
"Are you feeling better?" Colby's groggy voice startles me so badly I almost drop the bow in my hands. He smiles as a curse and place a hand over my heart. Staring at myself in the mirror must have distracted me from hearing or seeing him wake and get up from the couch. "Here, let me. Go sit down." He takes me bowl from my hands and I don't object. Yesterday he told me not to talk more than I needed to so I wouldn't strain my voice and I agreed wholeheartedly.
Before I went into the living room I grabbed two Advil and popped them into my mouth, leaning my head under the sink to wash them down with some water. I wiped the corners of my mouth and shuffled into the kitchen. The only thing illumination the dark room were the deep purple LED lights I had strung around the ceiling when I moved in. "Thank you," I whispered hoarsely as he handed me the warm bowl. Colby smiled and placed a finger over his lips, shushing me.
"Let's watch Love Rosie," He suggests, and I smile brightly. The fact that he remembered my favorite movie caused a warm feeling to erupt in my stomach. The same feeling I've been getting a lot these past few days that he's been around. I slowly sipped from the spoon so I wouldn't get sick and leaned more into the couch. By the time the movie loaded I had finished most of the bowl and became full, placing it on the counter. I felt Colby's arm snake around my shoulders and I leaned into his side.
The movie was playing rather loudly but I couldn't focus on anything other than she sound of his heartbeat under my ear. His lips placed themselves to my forehead in a gentle kiss which caused goosebumps to arise on my skin. Something about sharing this vulnerable experience with him has really changed things between us. Neither of us dared to mention it but I knew we both felt it. I didn't want to feel it, but I was too weak to fight it. I enjoyed the comfort he brought. In a moment of bliss I slipped my hand under his that was rested on his lap and began playing with his fingers mindlessly. I intertwined our fingers and bit my lip, staring at our hands together. It made me... happy.
"Thank you, for staying with me." I managed to whisper. Colby didn't say anything but I knew him well enough to know there was a smile on his lips. His arm tightened around my shoulders and he squeezed my hand slightly, placing another gently kiss into my hair. I scooted down to were my head lied in his lap and slowly drifted off to sleep as his fingers ran through my blonde locks.
When I woke I was in the same position I remember being when I fell asleep. The sun was streaming through the open curtain and Colby was fast asleep and snoring behind me. He was still sitting up against the couch but he head was leaned back against the cushion and his lips were parted. I looked up at him in silence and watched as he slept. Creepy, I know, but he looked so peaceful. He had been so busy worrying over me for the past few days that it was nice to see him stress free. What is happening to me? I feel so gooey, and I don't like it.
"It's not nice to stare. Also, kind of creepy," His voice was deep and raspy as he spoke. I bit my lip and pushed myself up, groaning at the aching and stiffness of my fatigued muscles. Colby was watching me through squinted eyes and I couldn't help a blush that rose to my cheeks. He was doing things to me that no boy had ever done to me. Making me feel things I had never felt. I had crushes, sure, but nothing that ever made me feel this vulnerable, or emotionally attached. I didn't hate the feeling, but I didn't love it either. What do I do?
This chapter SUX I'm sorry it's really just a filler chap but the next one is going to me JUICY LEMME TELL YOU (pls don't kill me) I wasn't going to update but I decided to anyway so you're welcome, here's a filler. Don't for get to vote and comment!! xoxo JEN
