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Sam's POV:
Upon leaving the insane asylum, the car ride home was deathly silent. Not I nor Colby said a single word to each other as our minds tried to wrap around what had just happened not even 30 minutes ago. As I sit there I can't help but turn my gaze upon him and wonder if he is trying to find a reasonable explanation for what happened tonight or if what occurred was real. Even I don't completely know if it was a spirit or not, but all I know is that I am still shaken up from it as is Colby if I had to be guessing.
Soon enough we arrive home and before I could even get my seatbelt undone, Colby was out of the car and heading inside the house. I knew from earlier that something was bothering him, but I didn't think he would react this way. Anyway, I gather what ever else was in the car and headed into the comfort of our home. I don't know why but I can't help but think that Colby is mad at me for some reason, which would explain his behavior. I know in my heart that he isn't mad at me per say, but after what happened earlier tonight, I don't know what to think.
"Yo, Colby where are you?" I yell in the house wondering where he might have gone.
"I'm in my room Sam. Did you need me for something?" I hear him yell from his room, wondering if he is ok.
I think for a second before responding, "Nah man, I was just wondering where you had gone off to. You left the car kind of quickly so I wanted to make sure you were ok."
It stays quiet for a few seconds before I hear a response from him. "Uh yea sorry about that, I just needed to go pee really bad and I couldn't hold it any longer."
I quite easily pick up on Colby's try on covering up his shaky voice and obvious lie, but decide to play along with his act for the time being. "Oh ok, well I am probably going to head upstairs in a second and edit the video from the other day." With that I gather my camera and computer and make my way upstairs to work on editing.
As I make my way to my room I feel a pair of eyes watching me and turn around and see Colby leaning against his doorframe completely in a daze. I am really starting to think that something is wrong but, I keep my mouth shut and just stare at Colby for a few seconds, and start my own gaze upon him. Only a few seconds in did I hear Colby make a coughing noise and way, " Um Sam, if uh you need to talk about what happened tonight or anything come and let me know okay." I nod looking at him in understanding seeing how he is showing his vulnerable side for just a few seconds. Knowing that I can go to Colby if need be helps put my anxious mind to rest and head into my room and shut the door behind me to start editing from the previous video.
A few hours into editing, I hear a knock at my door, think it is Colby, I tell him to come on in. A few seconds go by and Colby has still not come in. I decide to get up myself and let Colby in myself. As I open the door I see that no one is there which immediately puts me on edge. I consider going back to my room and continuing editing until the memories of tonight come and hit me like a pile of bricks and swiftly decide to go to Colby instead. I hastily make my way down the hall and enter Colby's room without knocking. Upon entering I see him at his desk wearing his headphones watching one of our old videos. I walk over to him and tap him on the shoulder a tad rougher than I intended but it got his attention. Jumping a bit Colby turns taking his headphones off and sees my worried expression. "Sam what's wrong are you...." I don't even let him finish before I start asking him if he was knocking at my door a second ago.
Looking at me confused he replies, "No I have been right here watching YouTube for the last hour or so, haven't even moved till just now." With this information, I begin to freak out again knowing that something supernatural has just happened. "Why don't we go to your room and you can tell me what happened ok?" I nod in agreement and begin to walk with him to my room. Upon entering my room I feel my head begin to swarm with fear and sweat to form on my body. "Sam you good bro?" I look at Colby for a second before answering him, "Yea I am fine, just got spooked for a second." Colby looks at me for a second before putting his hands on my shoulders and looks deeply into my eyes. "Sam, I am your best fried, I would like to think that you would know that I would catch you lying to me. You don't have to hide how your are feeling Sam, I am here for you, always."
I stare at him intently processing what he had said, and with everything that had happened tonight what Colby said broke the dam that was holding the tears at bay. I swiftly pull Colby into a deep and tight hug and cry on his chest knowing that he will protect me from the evils of the world. I feel him hugging me just as tight with one arm and the other rubbing circles on my back in soothing motion. "Ssshhh, it's alright Sam, your ok, your safe, I got you, and I don't plan to let you go anytime soon." Hearing him say this calms me down allowing me to quit crying and look into his eyes that are full of concern, protection, and brotherly-love. Knowing this I know that I am safe and that Colby will always protect me and help me at all times, no matter what.
After a few minutes both of us decide that we can deal with whatever it was that knocked on my door tonight tomorrow and go to sleep. I know I can't possibly sleep by myself tonight and before I can ask Colby asked, "Sam, why don't you sleep with me tonight." I nod slowly but in my head I am nodding very quickly. We go back to his room and get ready for bed both of us taking our jeans off and socks off leaving us in our boxers. As Colby turns out the light and we both enter the bed, I begin to worry that Colby might change or disappear over night "Colby, you promise to always be here and protect me?" Feeling Colby put his arm around me and pull me close to him he replies softly but seriously, "Sam as long as we both live, I promise to be here for you, no matter what the circumstances are." With that in my mind I am able to close my eyes and relax with my back against his chest and fall into the unknown of my subconscious.