Foreverness Isn't A Word |Solby| COMPLETED?

Sam's POV

Ughhhghguhghh.

Colby asked me out and I said, "Oh no we're taking things too fast." Why the actual hell did I say that!?

Corey
Hello, Colby texted me and told me about what happened. Why did you say not yet?
10:11
Sam
I don't know.
10:12
Corey
Well I'm on my way home
10:12

The awkward tension between Colby and I is not going to be a fun thing to have to deal with in front of the others.

A few minutes later, Elton and Corey came into the house, looking calm for once.

"Do you know if Colby's home?" Corey asked me in the kitchen.
"I'm not sure. I've been in my room all day." I sound pretty pissed off.
"Well, you should go look for him. Since you decided to tell him no." Corey told me.
"Fine."

"Colby!" I yelled.

No response.

So I barged in his room.
He wasn't there either.

"Guys, he's not in his room." I say.
"We looked all down here, so he's either upstairs somewhere, or drove off." Elton said, motioning me upstairs. "Where would he possibly go at midnight?" I said, going up the stairs for the millionth time.

Once I get up there, I keep repeating Colby's name. I looked in every room and he wasn't there.

"He's not up there." I'm getting a bit panicy at this point.

"He could've just drove off in his car somewhere." Corey said. "You should call him."
"He's not going to answer. I'm positive of that." I said, rolling my eyes.
"Worth a shot."

I get my phone out of my pocket, and call him. Voice mail 3 times.
"He's not f*cking answering me." I said.
"Chill. I'll call him since he clearly doesn't want to talk to you." Corey says, getting out his phone. Colby doesn't answer him either.

"Where do you think he would be?" I said, frantically looking around.

Suddenly there was a loud scream coming from outside the house, and it sounded like a man.

I run over to the front door to get outside, it could've been Colby.
"Colby!" I scream.

"Sam! Hel-" He's cut off by something that makes him scream in agony instead of finishing his sentence.
"Colby!! Where are you?" I'm looking everywhere possible for him.

"Elton! Corey! Please help me!" I'm crying now, really worried about him.

We all jerked our heads around the wall of bushes where a man emerges.

"Who are you? Do you know where my friend is!?" I yell.
"Yes, follow me." The man commands.

"Sam, you don't what he could do to us." Corey whispers to me. "But we have to find our friend. And this guy might actually know where he is." I whisper back, following where the man is going.

He goes up the driveway towards the road. We continued to go down the road, which I can barely see since it's like midnight.

"Sam!" Colby yells once more, it sounds so close.
"Colby!" My tears continue to fall.
"Where is he?" I push the guy, causing him to stumble, but he catches himself.

"I said to follow me." He hisses.
His face is covered by a white mask, and other than that he's wearing all black. As I observed his appearance, he carefully pulls out a sharp small knife.

"What are you doing?" Elton asks, stepping up to him.
"Your friend is here." The man's hand points over to an abandoned house, one that has had no people living in it for 13 years I think.

"Find him." The man says those final words, and starts to run away.

I take off towards the creepy house, determined to get Colby out of there.
"Colby! We're here! Where are you!" I yell, cupping my hands beside my mouth to project my voice.

He doesn't answer.

"Guys come on. Use your phone's flashlight so we can see." I say, reaching the front door.

The house is dark, old, and absolutely terrifying.

After a few minutes, we've checked all of the downstairs area, he wasn't there.

I'm still crying, and Corey wraps his arm around me for comfort. "We're going to find his I promise." He assured me.

The stairs creek with every step we take. The hallway leads to four doors, that we have to look in.

The first, no Coby, just creepy dolls.
Second, no Colby.
Third, no Colby.

Elton opens the fourth and final door, I'm ready to see Colby's face again.

There he sits, in a chair with rope tying him up. Blood soaked his shirt. The source of it is from his chest, where the wound is.

"Colby!" I run over to him, untying the knots. "Call 911!" I yell.
"Already am!"

"Can you hear me?" My face now covered in tears. I lift him out of the chair, and into my arms.

"They said they'll be here really soon." Corey said.

Two minutes later, we hear the sirens getting closer. We sprint downstairs and outside.

The ambulance sees us and stops. The paramedics rush over to me, and carry him into the vehicle.

Colby groans out in pain, as the blood still runs down his body. "You stay here." The driver commands us.
"No, I'm coming wi-" I'm pulled back by Elton and Corey.
"Let me go!" I yell, fighting my way out of their grip. They keep hold of me, and the ambulance starts up, and speeds down the road toward the hospital.

"Colby." I whisper, and collapsed to the ground, crying.

"He's going to be ok. I know he is cause he's a fighter." Elton pats my back. "Are you guys not worried at all?" I ask, mad.
"Yeah we're god damn worried Sam." Corey says, kneeling down next to me.
"We're all his friends and we need to wait for the paramedics to call us back telling us we can go to the hospital, Sam. Just wait, that's all we can do."