(Colby's POV)
I feel like I have nothing to live for anymore. The roommates are always to busy to notice that I'm not around because I'm always in my room. They don't know that I cry myself to sleep each and every night. There has been a few times when Sam would asked me if I'm ok, but I would just lie and say that I was fine when I knew that I wasn't.
I was upstairs in my room sitting on my bed when I got a text from Sam.
Sam - Hey Colbs, I have an idea of what we can do for our next video.
Me - Well, what is it?
Sam - Over night at an abandoned amusement park.
Oh no, why did I have to ask. I didn't feel good. I haven't slept in three days and when ever I get up I get really light headed and feel like I'm gonna faint. But I don't want to disappoint Sam.
Me - Ok, when?
Sam - Tomorrow night.
Me - Ok, is it just gonna be us?
Sam - Yeah.
Me - Ok.
Sam - Are you home?
Me - Yeah, I've been in my room all day.
Sam - why?
Me - Editing.
Sam - Oh, Ok.
Me - I guess I'll talk to you later.
Sam - Yeah, sure. See ya.
I felt so useless. I put my phone on my bed side table. I could feel my eyes start to water. I lean on the back board of my bed and curl up into a ball as I started to cry.
*one hour later*
I was in my room still crying when I heard someone knock on my door. "Colby, it's Sam. Can I come in?" I quickly wiped the tears off my face and opened the door. "What's up?" I asked trying to act as if I wasn't just crying for an hour. "Colby, are you ok?" He asked. Somehow he saw right through me. "I don't know what your talking about. I'm fine." I was completely not fine. " Are you sure? You look terrible. " And that's when it hit. I completely lost it. I broke down in tears right in front of him. "Colby, why are you crying? What the hell happened?" I couldn't tell him. I just continued to cry in his arms.