Sam's p.o.v
I didn't really know why i fell in love With Colby brock. I mean, how couldn't you?
I never regretted being in his life more than ever in these past months.
Me and Colby were best friends, since freshmen to junior.
I don't know if I can still consider him a friend after I've gotten with him and all the terrible things that have happened.
He was bitter.
As bitter as sugar free gum.
Bitter, but sweet.
It all started on a Monday.
Colby never really told me about his family or his life even though I'm the closest person to him. Heck, we're dating.
[Flashback]
I walk into the halls of high school, smiling brightly as my best friend Colby brock greeted me.
We agreed to sit next to each other in first period. I had gone to the bathroom while he was already heading to class.
I reluctionaly walk into class getting stares from all the students. Of course, besides from Colby. He just smiles and pats the seat beside him.
I sit down, and hum happily to myself.
"So uh..sam"
I look at him confused. "Yeah?"
"I was wondering if you wouldwannagooutwithmeitsokayifyousayno"
"Woah woah, slow down there" I chuckle, earning a sigh from my brunette bestfriend.
I asked, or said, "I was wondering if you would wanna go out with me, it's okay if you say no" he corrects himself, a bit slower.
I smile brightly. "Sure"
[End of flashback]
After a few weeks, I've noticed he's gotten wayyy more aggressive. He isn't the Colby I knew.
I am currently laying on my bed in my own bedroom while he's in his bedroom blasting music.
I try muffling the sound with my hands, but it does nothing.
After a few minutes the music dies down until there's no music at all.
I smile but frown at the same time.
He's gonna come in here, I just know it.
"Loser, where's all the icecream?!" He yells, making me flinch.
I reluctionaly shrug.
"What do you mean? There's nothing left!" He yells again, coming closer to me while i back up into the corner. "I- I don't know! I only ate one!" I defend, putting my hands over my face.
"Bullcrap!" He yells, and just like that, another bruise is marked on me.
He leaves my room and slams the door. All I could do is lay and cry in pain.
My mom never called me anymore. Ever since I told her I was moving in with Colby, she agreed. She texted and called in on me, but she stopped. I even go visit her.
She doesn't seem happy to see me Either.
My brother and sister didn't check on me at all.
I wonder if they were happy that I left and now I'm in a abusive relationship.
I've tried leaving, I really have.
But, when Colby doesn't get his way, he's bitter.
All the kids in school are scared of him, except the popular, jocks, and cheerleaders of the school, of course.
Colby seems to fall in the delinquent category. I don't land In any. I'm just a normal student, going to a normal school, right?
I sigh and cover my ears once more as I hear the music blast through Colbys speakers once more.
I didn't want to do anything but sleep. So I do.
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[Next day]
"Wake the fuck up faggot" I hear Colby say bitterly into my ear.
I groan at him.
"Its only an insult, are you too scared to accept that?" He says sarcastically.
"No, but I can accept the fact that you're nothing but bitter"
"Bitter *sweet*" he corrects, leaving the room.
I hate him.
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[At school]
I couldn't help but smile as I enter the school. Don't get me wrong, I hate it. But I'm smiling since I at least have a few periods away from Colby.
It gives me time to think.
I wish everything could just go back to the way it was.
I walk over to my locker, opening it and shoving my heavy back pack inside. I grab my text books from first period, holding them tightly not wanting to drop them. I close my locker, walking away.
I reluctionaly walk into class again, getting stares.
I sit down in the usual seat in the back. It brings back memories to the time Colby asked me out. It was happy at the time, but soon the spark faded.
He brought home a bunch of girls, ignored me when I asked what was wrong, and he never opened up about what happens in his household.
I never understood why he came to school everyday covered In bruises, but I think I do now.
He used to tell me he fell, and I dumbly believed it. He never mentioned his family to me. Heck, I don't even know if he has siblings.
I scribble on a blank piece of paper while Colby comes and sits next to me, slamming his books on his desks causing me to slightly flinch at the loud noise.
He doesn't say anything but stare at me. Eating gum.
After you take all the sweetness from the gum, it becomes bitter. And that's exactly what Colby is.
He calls himself bitter sweet, but I couldn't care less, so i call him that as Well sometimes.
"Whatcha doin there?"He asks, looking over my shoulder.
"Nothing" I mutter, covering up the scribbles.
"Let me see" he says harshly, causing me to move my hands.
"Wasn't that hard, was it?" He asks sarcastically, making me roll my eyes.
" i guess not"
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[Lunch]
I sit in the back of the cafeteria not wanting to attract people's attention. I silently poked at my food glancing up once in a while checking if Colby had gotten his lunch yet. The last time I glanced, i couldn't help but feel my heart sink.
Colby was flirting with a girl
I couldn't help but feel jealous.
I shouldn't be though, right?
He's bittersweet.