twisted // colby brock - chapter one
A/N: NEW STORY!!! I’m so excited for yall to read this. It’s gonna be nothing like ‘only the lonely survive’, so I’m interested to see what you guys think. Please let me know what you think of this first chapter. I know it’s not much to go off of, but the next chapter really gets into the story, and is also 2000+ words long so its a bit of doozy lol HMU if you wanna be added to the taglist for this story so you know when it gets posted. Now, on with chapter one! :)
I don’t know where I am. But I can feel something’s coming close to me. I see I’m surrounded by black smoke. I can’t see anything but it. It feels like it’s getting closer to me. I can barely breathe with it around me.
“Angel…” I hear it whisper to me.
I try to speak, but nothing comes out. I feel tears run down my cheeks.
“You’re in danger…” It whispers to me. Louder and deeper this time.
I open my mouth, but my voice is gone.
Everything grows silent. It’s too dark to see anymore.
I jolted awake, breathing fast and deep. My skin was damp, a cold sweat sitting on my chest. I feel like I just ran a marathon. I sighed, grabbing my phone to check the time.
I grabbed my camera that was sitting at the end of my nightstand. I flipped the screen up, turning the camera on.
“Hey what’s up you guys. I literally just woke up. And guess what? I had another weird dream. Third night, or day, in a row. This was different but still fucking weird. So in it-“
I was cut off by a loud bang. I sat up quickly, glancing at my bedroom door.
“Yo, what the fuck was that noise? I swear, it sounds like something’s in my kitchen right now. I live alone, so what the hell was that?” I whispered to the camera.
I slowly inched myself out of my bed. I creep over to my door, putting my hand on the door knob.
“In case I don’t make it out alive, I love you guys.” I muttered, pointing the camera to my face, nodding slightly.
I counted to three, and swung the door fast, screaming at the top of my lungs.
“What the fuck?!” Colby yelled, dropping the water bottle in his hand on the floor.
I sighed, annoyed. “Colby! Why are you in my house?”
He grabbed his chest, close to his heart. “Jesus Christ you scared the shit out of me!”
“You scared the shit out of me!” I yelled, “Why are you in my house?”
He took a deep breath, calming himself. “I was hungry.”
I rolled my eyes, pointing the camera back at me. “And this, kind viewers, is why you never give your best friend keys to your place. They’ll break in, make you think you’re gonna get murdered, and steal your food.”
He laughed, smiling widely. “I only break in because I care… about your food.”
I giggled back. “Shut the fuck up and make me breakfast.”
I shook my head and turned off the camera, placing it down on the counter. “Fuck you by the way.”
“What?” He exclaimed quietly.
I smacked his arm hard. “You could have given me a fucking heart attack. I thought someone broke in.”
He winced, grabbing his arm. “Why would you give me the spare key if you didn’t want me coming over whenever I wanted?”
“I gave it to you in case of emergency, not to come over to eat MY food.” I replied, grabbing cereal out of my cabinet and placing it in front of Colby.
He shrugged, grabbing it and getting a bowl. “Somehow your food always tastes better.”
“Probably because you don’t pay for it.” I mumbled, opening the fridge.
“Maybe…” He poured the cereal into his bowl, heading towards my dining room table.
“Besides, you can’t just show up whenever without giving me a heads up. What if I was walking around naked?” I took the milk from the fridge, only to have him take it from my hand.
He put his lips close against my ear, his other hand resting on my waist. “I pray for that everyday…”
He pulled away, slightly chuckling and walking back to the table. I rolled my eyes, holding back the shiver that ran through my body.
It’s way too early for this…
“Whatever. I’m gonna go take a shower.” I stated.
“Can I join?” Colby smirked, turning to me.
I smirked back. “In your dreams…”
He scoffed jokingly and turned back to his cereal. I walked to my bathroom, shutting the door quietly. I took a deep breath, trying to relax myself as I slowly slid my clothes off and started the water.
To describe mine and Colby’s relationship is… strange to say the least. How we met is less complicated though. I moved out to Los Angeles from the small, unknown town of Dorney, Arizona back in 2014. I started a youtube account shortly after, slowly gaining some popularity. Then one day, two boys moved in next door to me.
And the rest is (somewhat) history.
The boys and I have been friends for years. They are two of the only people I trust. Two of the only people that know everything about me. And I them.
But mine and Colby’s relationship has always been a bit different.
For one thing, we always flirt with each other. Which has caused a lot of ~drama~ in both our fandoms. Most fans believe we are secretly dating, but that’s not the case.
As much as I wish it was.
I’ve always had feelings for Colby. The moment I met him, I knew I was gonna love him forever. He just has that hold on me. But I could never tell him. I’ve ruined too many friendships with guys because I grew to have feelings for them, but they never did for me. I’ve kept my feelings to myself the whole time. Sam’s the only person that knows I like Colby. He kind of figured it out on his own.
He has told me before that Colby has feelings for me, but I don’t believe him. Colby is mostly straight-forward with girls, and he has never said a thing to me about his feelings. I think our relationship is best left as a friendship and nothing else.
I would hate to lose him. Or Sam. That’s my worst nightmare.
Stepping out of the shower, I wrapped my hair in a towel and dried my body off. I wrapped the towel around me and looked at myself in the slightly, fogged-up mirror. The towel fell to just underneath my butt.
Maybe I should show Colby what he’s missing.
I opened the door to my bathroom, smirking. Colby was on his phone, reading a message from someone. He looked deep in thought.
“Whatcha reading?” I asked, slowly walking up to him.
“Sam and I are setting up the next place we want to go explore and we got this message from a fan about a haunted bed-and-breakfast.” He replied, still staring at his phone.
I stood there for a moment, glaring at the back of his head.
He’s never gonna look at me, is he?
“That sounds cool. Is it just the two of you going or are the roommates heading with you guys?” I questioned, walking into my room and leaving the door open.
“Well, we wanted to bring Jake and Corey but both of them are busy this week,” He explained. “Sam was thinking if you’re not too busy, do you want to go?”
I shrugged, pulling my clothes on for the day. “Wait, where is it at?”
“Up in Washington. According to the fan that sent us the information, the bed-and-breakfast is known as one of the creepiest places in all of Washington. It was on an episode of Ghost Hunters so you know it’s somewhat legit.” He informed, his voice coming from right outside my room.
“You can come in you know.” I insisted, turning to see him standing at my door with his back to it.
His shoulders dropped as he turned around, “I thought I would be nice and not barge in while you’re getting dressed.”
“You being nice? To me? Are you starting another prank war?” I smirked, crossing my arms.
“I’m always nice to you. I just show it by eating your food.” He responded, laying down on my bed.
“And making fun of the boys I date.” I teased, sitting down next to him.
He groaned. “Hey, your last boyfriend was a dick. What was his name? Ray, Rob, R-“
“His name was Ryan, thank you very much.” I retorted.
“Anyway, are you down to go to Washington with us?”
“Please.” He rested his head and hand against my thigh, looking up at me. He jutted out his bottom lip.
He shouldn’t be allowed to be this cute.
I smiled jokingly. “Only because I hate seeing you beg.”
He sat up quickly, beaming. “It’ll be fun. We’re gonna change things up this time and actually stay at the bed-and-breakfast for a couple days, instead of just overnight.”
“When do we leave?” I asked.
“Tomorrow.” He deadpanned.
I laughed. “Did you buy my ticket knowing I was gonna come with you?”
“What if I said no?” I questioned, crossing my arms.
“I guess I would have had to kidnap you.” He shrugged and smiled.
I chuckled back. “I’m gonna ask for the key to my apartment back now.”
