#honestly the three of them (+smitty) standing so close to each other like that is so cute i don't know why

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twisted // colby brock - chapter four

A/N: i’m excited for you all to read this chapter. things are starting to change and get a bit creepy for our lovely characters. hopefully you like this story and this chapter. please let me know what you think. i might be posting something else later today if i get the chance to write it. alrighty, see you guys later :)

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trigger warning: cursing

word count: 2130

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I slowly stirred from my sleep, my body waking up before my mind. I can hear three loud knocks coming from my hotel door. I sat up, looking down at my pillow, realizing very quickly it was not a pillow.

It was Colby. Shirtless.

When did he take his shirt off?

The three knocks came again. I groaned softly, rubbing my eyes as I shimmied out of my bed. I stumbled over to my door, unlocking it and opening it somewhat widely.

“Good morning!” Smitty smiled brightly.

I shook my head, surprised. “Oh, hello. Good morning to you, Smitty.”

“I just wanted to let you know that breakfast has been made. Do you want me to go tell Sam and Co-” His voice cuts, his eyes staring behind me.

I cocked my head to the side, glancing over my shoulder quickly. Colby’s body had moved around on my bed, his naked back now turned to us.

I felt a blush rise to my cheeks as I turned back to Smitty. The embarrassment faded immediately by the look he was giving Colby. His face was cold, the smile he had once had was gone. Frown lines had settled into the corners of his mouth. His eyebrows were low, darkening his eyes.

“I-is everything alright?” I mumbled, barely being able to look at him.

He cleared his throat, suddenly his face relaxing. He still seemed upset, only masking it. “I’m fine. Tell your friends breakfast is ready. Deb is here too.”

He abruptly left, leaving me stunned.

What the fuck just happened?

I exhaled, not even noticing I was holding my breath in the first place. I quietly closed the door, locking it instantly.

I walked over to Colby’s sleeping figure. I got back into bed, my face close to his.

“Colby?” I whispered.

His nose twitched as he let out a sigh. A groan left his mouth, signaling he wasn’t asleep anymore.

“Breakfast is ready. I’m gonna go wake up Sam.” I spoke lowly.

His head moved slightly, sort of nodding. “…mykey… ison table.”

I smiled softly, looking over Colby to see his key on my nightstand. I got and grabbed it, leaving my room quickly and walking over to Sam’s.

I knocked, hearing no movement from inside. I slid the key in the hole and turned, opening the door and walking in.

Sam sat on their bed, headphones on. Most likely, he was editing. He turned his head to me, his eyebrows raising. “Hey Angel.”

“How are you already awake?” I chuckled, sitting down on the bed.

He shrugged. “I’m always the first one up. Colby usually sleeps in when we go places. Why are you awake?”

“Smitty knocked on my door and told me breakfast is ready. Apparently, Deb is here too.” I stated.

“Cool. I’ll be down in a minute. Just trying to finish up this last cut.” Sam replied, pointing to his laptop.

“Editing first thing in the morning?” I asked.

He nodded his head. “All in a day’s work.” I got up and started to leave. “Oh wait, Angel?”

As a reached the door, I opened it. I turned back to him. “Yeah?”

“Is Colby in your room?” He questioned.

I sighed. “Yes.”

“Did he sleep there last night?”

“Yes.”

“Did you two-”

“No, Sam. We didn’t fuck.”

“I was gonna say slept in the same bed. Where’s your head at?” He inquired, shaking his head.

I rolled my eyes and raised my middle finger up at him. He smirked and looked back at his laptop. “Hey Colby.”

I jutted around to find Colby standing next to me, rubbing his eyes with one hand while his other hand held his shirt. “Sup bro…”

“I’m gonna go get changed. Meet you guys at breakfast.” I said, looking down at the floor and leaving quickly.

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Sam and Colby had decided to leave immediately after breakfast. They wanted to do one last XPLR trip before we left this town. Apparently there had been some abandon mall not too far from town that they wanted to see if they could get into.

I believed they just wanted to get out of here after the awkwardness that was breakfast.

Deb did most of the talking, Smitty only saying all of two words to any of us. He seemed cold towards all of us. I don’t understand why he would have been.

Maybe he just wants us to leave…

As I laid in my bed, I pulled out my camera. I realized I hadn’t filmed this whole trip and needed to make some content while the boys were out.

“Hey, what’s up you guys. Angel here. As you can tell I’m not in my apartment. I’m actually on an XPLR trip with Sam and Colby. We are up in Washington in a small town. And we’re staying at, get this, a haunted bed and breakfast. I think we have finally lost it.” I laughed.

I stood up from my bed, slowly walking around my room. “Let me give you a tour of my room. There’s this really pretty bay window, which I wished I had used more. A little vanity and a dresser. And a little chair in the corner. Now, the bed is pretty sick. It is so comfy and honestly makes me want to sleep all day.”

I jumped onto my bed, giggling as I did. “Oh, I also have this really cool ceiling fan.”

I pointed my camera up at the ceiling. As my camera focused I on it, a red dot flashed.

What is that?

The flashing dot was coming from inside a grate above the fan. I zoomed my camera in, trying to see what it was. I couldn’t tell.

I cleared my throat. “Sorry about that. I don’t know what that is, but, let me go show you guys Sam and Colby’s room. You’re gonna get a kick out of it.”

I smiled at my camera and left my room. I pulled Colby’s key from my pocket and opened their door.

“Now this… is the lovers suite.” I smirked, turning the camera towards their room.

The walls were pink, and all the furnishing in the room was a dark, sexy red. They had a same set up as my room. The difference is they had their own personal bathroom; which was also red themed.

“This really does not help the Solby rumors.” I cackled.

I ran and jumped onto the heart-shaped bed. It was a lot firmer than mine, making me groan when I landed on it.

“Oh my God, how are you supposed to have sex on this if it feels like a futon?” I asked, rolling my eyes.

I glanced up at the ceiling fan, seeing the same vent as before. I slowly zoomed my camera in, seeing the flashing dot too.

“What… the fuck is that?” I mumbled.

I turned off my camera and stood up on the bed. The ceiling was low enough that I could stand on the bed and be somewhat closer to the vent. I stared into the vent, trying to focus on what the flashing dot could be.

Is that a c-?

Suddenly a loud crash ripped through the silent bed and breakfast. I pulled my eyes away from the vent and jumped off the bed, closing the door behind me and rushing downstairs. The noise sounded like it was in the kitchen.

White chipped glass from a broken plate were scattered all over the floor. Smitty stood on the other side of the kitchen, looking around at the floor.

“Be careful. I dropped a plate.” He stated, sighing.

“I can see. Where’s your broom at?” I asked.

He pointed behind me. I spun around to see the broom hanging on a hook. I grabbed it and started to sweep.

Smitty shook his head. “You don’t need to do that.”

I shrugged, still sweeping. “I don’t mind helping.”

“Oh… well thank you.” He paused, turning back to the dishes he was loading into the dishwasher. “I didn’t get a chance to ask you. How was the ghost hunting last night?”

I chuckled. “Um… it was interesting to say the least.”

“Did anything happen?” He inquired.

“We used the Ouija board, something talked back.” I replied.

“That’s spooky.”

“Yeah, and we heard a loud bang before you came in. Also, the spirit said goodbye to us before we got to say it.”

He smiled. “Unbelievable. That’s so crazy.”

I pulled the dust pan from the wall, placing it on the floor. “It was. Honestly, I don’t know if the fans are gonna believe us.”

“Who knows? Were you scared?” He questioned.

“Me? Petrified is the nicest term to use. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to this.” I picked up the dust pan and dumped the glass into the trashcan.

“What do you believe in, if you don’t mind me asking.” He stopped loading items into the dishwasher.

“I believe in God. When I’m at my most scared, I try to pray to Him. I think me and God have a good relationship, as weird as that might sound.” I responded, smiling lightly.

He turned to me, an indescribable gaze falling over his eyes. “I don’t think it’s weird at all. Do you believe in angels?”

“Yeah. I mean, I kinda have to with a name like Angel.” I smirked.

A pause fell over us as we stared at each other. I turned my back to him and placed the broom and dust pan back on their hooks. “Oh, I wanted to tell you again that your writing is really good.”

“Thank you, but I have to disagree. I wrote those so long ago, I don’t think they’re any good.” Smitty said bashfully.

“But they are. Seriously. I mean, if you really think they’re not good, you could always start from scratch or even just flush out the stories some more.” I explained.

“Did you finish the Angel and Demon one?” He leaned against the counter.

I nodded. “Yeah. Very eerie and kinda gory towards the end, but it was so cool overall.”

He smiled softly. “Well I’m happy to know someone enjoyed my writing.”

“I did recommend it to Sam and Colby to read before we leave.” I informed.

“Oh, since you brought them up, I have to ask. Does Colby know you like him?” His smile changed into a smirk.

“Um… I-I’m sorry?” I stuttered.

He laughed. “You don’t gotta be prude about it. I can see the way you look at him that you like him. It’s the same look other couples have given each other here. I have a lovers’ suite for a reason, you know.”

I mumbled. “I-I haven’t told Colby how I feel about him.”

“Why not?” Smitty cocked his head to the side.

I groaned quietly. “It’s complicated for a number of reasons.”

“Does he not like you back?” He crossed his arms lightly.

“Sam told me he does like me, but I don’t believe him.” I answered.

“Why’s that?” He stepped closer.

I furrow my brows, the air in the room getting hard to breathe. I rung my hands a couple times as I felt my face start to flush. I could feel myself step back.

He held his hands out in front of him, taking a step back. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked. I know that might be a lot of information to give to a stranger. I apologize.”

“Uh, it’s okay. I’m just not good talking about my feelings if I’m honest.” I stammered.

He remarked, pointing at me. “Maybe it’s time you open up. You should say what you feel before it’s too late.”

“Maybe… maybe I’ll tell him when we get back to California.” I halfheartedly joked, leaning against the fridge.

“So on Tuesday?”

“Actually, we’re leaving tomorrow.”

His eyes widen. His voice dropped the cheery tone he once had. “Wait, that’s so soon.”

“Yeah. We all figured that we got everything we needed and don’t really need to stay until Tuesday.” I announced.

“But you guys haven’t explored a lot of the house.” Smitty noted.

“I mean, Sam and Colby said they have enough footage so I’m kinda just following them.” I stated, shrugging my shoulders.

“I thought you were a leader, not a follower.” He hissed, turning fully to me.

I stood straight up. “What’s that supposed mean?”

He sighed, annoyed. “It means nothing. I think I’m gonna go… go lay down. I’ve been up for a while.”

“Oh… okay.” I uttered.

He headed out of the kitchen, disappearing into the lobby and going down into the basement.

I shook my head, confused. I walked out of the kitchen and headed into the library, closing the door behind me.

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