"Bet" |•Colby Brock fanfic•|•smut and fluff•|

FOURTY FOUR

Chapter song: Yellow by Coldplay

I run into a bathroom stall. I sit down as a tear ran down my face. I wiped it glaring my throat. I reached into my bra, taking out my vape. I hit it letting out a sigh.

my leg bouncing.

my heart racing.

Do you know what it feels like to miss someone? Its like spending a long hard time to turn the ice-cold water you have drank into tears.

"Kiara?" someone interrupted my thoughts, it sounded like tara. I stood up flushing the toilet to pretend I was using the bathroom.

I walked out with a smile. "yeah whats up"

"Oh, I just wanted to see if you were okay. I uhh saw what happened back there.

"Everything's fine, eventually he will realize I don't wanna talk" I have another fake smile, she opened her arms for a hug, I hugged her back.

"Ima get to class" I pushed my lips together nodding, she nodded as I walked out the bathroom.

I walked to class, and for the rest of the day I avoided Colby.

**

"Hey you ready?" I heard a voice I turned to see Nate, I closed my locker.

"Yeah" I smiled, he walked with me to his car, I got in the passenger seat.

He backed out the parking lot, he started driving turning up the radio a bit to distract the silence.

"So... this weekend, Saturday morning do you want to come to coffee shop with me?" He asked.

"A coffee shop? Are you asking me on a date?" I gave a small smile he looked at me letting out a small chuckle.

"No, yes, I don't know, maybe." He struggled to get the words out.

"I'd love to"

He nods, "good". He pulled into my driveway.

"Thanks for the ride, pick me up in the morning?" I asked.

"Yeah." He turned down the radio, "see yah." I smiled.

He leaned in kissing my cheek.

I gave a small smile as I got out the car.

I felt horrible, I liked Nate, he was awesome, but I met him in my healing stage and this isn't gonna end good for me, I just need to take things slow.

I felt my phone ring as I walked into the house.

Unknown caller

I answered it, "hello?"

"Kie? Can we talk? Please I'm really sorry just let me ex-"

I quickly hung up.

I can't do it. Not yet.

"Dad!" I called out. No answer. Probably still at work.

I set my bash down and took of my shoes. I walked upstairs and took off my clothes. I hopped in the shower and washed my hair, and my body, I shaved.

I got out wrapping my body in a towel. I unwrapped the towel putting up my hair. I heard a car pull into the driveway, I peek through the blinds seeing a familiar red car

"What the hell?" I spoke to myself.

I quickly put on some gray sweat pants and a rusty pink crop, I didn't bother to out on a bra, I quickly through my damp hair into a bun.

I ran downstairs, and just then I heard the doorbell, I hesitated but I opened the door.
————————————————————————
Sorry I forgot to post this yesterday 😭. My bad. More coming Saturday.