i slid down my bedroom door as i heard Colby leave my apartment. i cried, hard. harder than i have in a long time. what the fuck, i thought we were so great i thought to myself. after about two hours i stood up and walked to my bathroom as i wash my face. i layed down and all i could think was that did he actually not feel good enough or was that just an excuse. was this all me fault? my mind went wild as i decided to call Emma. i needed someone to talk to. i sat up and grabbed my phone. i put in Emmas number and let it ring till it stopped. she didnt answer. i have no one left. i layed down until i softly cried myself to sleep.

                                                                              Colbys perspective:

i drove home barley able to see from the tears that held in my eyes. i got to the trap house and ran inside. Corey tried to yell something but i ignored him and ran to my room. i slammed the door and layed down breaking. i mean i did the right thing right? she deserves so much better. i grunted in my pillow "why do i always fuck everything up?" i yelled into my pillow as i heard my door open. "go away" i said bluntly as i felt my bed dip. i looked up and saw Sam and leaned on his shoulder as i cried and he started rubbing my back. "so what happend?" Sam asked softly his voice almost a whisper. i took a breath and talked into his shoulder "im not good enough for her, and now shes not mine anymore. she deserves better but i think i hurt her and now i feel like shit i was just overthinking and now everythings gone" i sobbed as Sam rubbed my back and kept saying "everything was gonna be ok" but in this moment, i dont really believe him.

A/N: IM SORRY ITS SAD, ALSO LOWKEY #SOLBY LMAO