Chapter 4

A/N: Warning: Strong language is used ~Nightmare

Loud laughter filled the disorganized room as the two boys went back and forth with their questions and answers finding that they both enjoyed YouTube, similar music, and dislike of sports. The more the two boys talked the more they realized that they were perfect for each other in every way. Sam silently thanked what ever higher being heard his please as Colby talked animatedly about how much he loved some old movie. Both boys felt flutters in their hearts that they both chose to ignore, another similarity they unknowingly shared. As the laughter slowed down the two boys looked each other in the eyes, Sky baby blue on deep dark ocean blue. The swirls in Colby's eyes made Sam dizzy but there gaze held, "So uh, Sam I should apologize huh?" Colby's question caused Sam to slightly jump confused on why Colby had to apologize. The blonde tilted his head slightly causing Colby to suppress a giggle resisting the urge to comment how adorable Sam was, "Well for the whole bad ass act. I never really met people who accepted me as well me before. They always seemed to favor my acts. I'm sorry for being so obnoxious and hidden. You know you're the first one to break me you know. " Sam stared at the boy before him wandering how anyone could choose leather and cold eyes over Colby Brock, the boy whose smile has a special warmth to it and eyes that held a child like glimmer in them. He was unique and lovely. Everything he pretended he wasn't. 

  "So why do you put on the acts. I'm assuming this isn't your first time." Sam's question hung the air as Colby bit his lip. Could he tell Sam? Or would he run away like everyone else. Colby hardly knew the boy and didn't want to already lose who new found companion, "You know what. That was rude of me to ask, you don't need to answer. I'm sure you'll tell me when you're ready." Sam felt bad as soon as he saw the fear clearly shown on Colby's face. The sigh of relief was only proof that Sam hit a sore spot and he deeply regretted it. "It's fine Sam, it's alright for you to be curious," Colby played with one of his many rings as he worked up the little courage he had to tell Sam and the one boy he felt like he could trust, "Just promise you won't hate me?" Concern found its way on Sam's face as Colby sat in front of him, his shoulders slowly becoming more tense with the thought of his new friend running away, "I may have hated the act Colby but I really like you and think we could be great friends. One thing you should know about me is I love my friends no matter what. What ever you say just know that I'll still be sitting right here." At the sound of Sam's comforting words Colby beamed, his confidence soaring even higher, "I-I'm bisexual. You see my first high school I denied it and found that acting helped hide it. By then my dad got a really good job that caused him to move a lot so at the second school I was me. 100% me bisexual and all. I was the outsider then. I was seen as strange and too hyper and well to top it all of I was a defect. A guy who liked guys AND girls. I was a man whore, a slut, a terrible being. After I moved to my third or fourth school I remember reading a story of a guy who was cool, calm, and collected who could  get any gender to fall for him and have zero backlash because girls wanted to be with him and guys wanted to be him so they turned the other cheek. Since then I perfected it. Apparently you can only like both genders if you're cool." Colby's story came to an end as both boys sat in silence. Sam stared at the boy in front of him who seemed to have been broken and barely put back together again with a mask. 

 "Colby, I think you are perfect the way you are. Your smile is comforting and your laugh is like tinkling bells. Your messy hair suits you and your over hyper activeness is something that is unique and keeps people on their toes. Your a changing wind or rapid that makes life more fun. You liking both genders does nothing but prove you have a big heart. Believe me, it is okay to be yourself." Sam didn't know where his encouraging speech came from but by Colby's stretched smile Sam was glad he said it. The blonde boy slightly jumped when his new friend latched his arms around him pulling him into a hug, "Thanks Sam, and do you really think my laugh sounds like tinkling bells?" Sam pushed the idiot away laughing his cheeks lightly burning red from embarrassment as Colby only chuckled along, "So Sam tell me about your own trouble. I mean no offense but I see how people treat at school and that Matt guy never seems to shut up when it comes to you..." Sam's laughter quickly stopped as he looked at the unmade bed he was sitting on rather than Colby's prying eyes. He didn't want to speak of it but decided he had to since Colby told him something painful too, "I'm a shadow. My whole life I was average, but I guess the universe had its ways of making me look to others that I was less than average. No one really knows who I am, in fact some days I think I'm invisible or that I'm just nothing barely existing. The only person who truly acknowledges me is Matt Rangers, and for some reason it's just to torment me. I don't know why, not really, but I like to think it is just the world playing some big joke on me." Colby's eyes widened as he listened to Sam's own story. The way he has thought of Sam's blue eyes and blonde hair constantly he couldn't believe him to be anything more than the sun. He practically glowed with kindness and joy. No soothing words seeped from Colby's lips like Sam but instead he just pulled the blonde boy closer to him, holding him against his chest. Colby didn't know why, maybe it was because he felt that the closer Sam was to him the more Sam would realize he was real and alive much more than just a shadow or maybe he just like the way it felt with Sam in his arms but he would never admit that out loud. The two broken boys sat quietly in each others arms until, "Dinner's ready!" 

 Colby's mother's voice echoed through out the house causing the two to jump apart quickly, each of their hearts hammering neither sure if it was from the startling yell or from being held so close together but neither voiced their concern. Wordlessly the boys got up, Sam taking a deep breath preparing himself for meeting Colby Brock's mother. Footsteps were the only things that could be heard but both boys could hear their own hammering hearts skip a beat as they both fought to ignore the butterflies swirling in their stomachs. 

 It was painfully obvious to the blonde and brunette that something happened and they weren't sure exactly what.