I greeted as I stepped into the Trap House. Sam, Corey, and Jake were all in the living room playing Rocket League.

"Hey, Y/N," Sam greeted. "Colby's in his room."

I replied with a quick "Thanks," before heading upstairs and down the hallway where Sam and Colby's rooms were.

"Colby Brock, my love," I mused in a sing-song voice. I knocked as I opened his door with a smile. It soon fell when he didn't even look up from his phone.

"Hey," he mumbled. He was leaning against the headboard with his legs bent so he could rest his hands against them as he scrolled on his phone.

"What's up?" I questioned, trying to put a smile back on my face.

I sat on the bed next to his legs and rested my elbow on his knee. I ran my hand through his hair, pushing it off of his forehead. Colby pushed my hand away.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing," Colby answered, dropping his leg so my arm fell.

"Obviously something's wrong," I retorted, starting to get annoyed. Why was he acting like this? "Hey," I said softly, reaching up to touch his hair again. He pushed my hand away.

"Colby, what's your problem?"

He didn't respond. I sat back and huffed, looking at his expressionless face. My eyes caught sight of a light purple mark on his neck.

"Is that a hickey?" I questioned. He didn't answer. "Colby, is that a hickey?" I stood up.

"Yeah, remember in the hot tub Friday night?" He replied monotone.

"That Sam and Jake were also in? I didn't do that, so who the fuck did?"

"Then it must've been last night, I dunno..."

I ran my hands through my hair. "Are you cheating on me?" I questioned. When he yet again ignored me, I yanked his phone out of his hands and tossed it onto the bed. "Are you cheating on me?"

Colby sighed and finally looked at me. "Look, it was a mistake. I'm sorry."

"I can't believe this," I mumbled, breathless. "I can't fucking believe you'd do this to me!"

I threw open his door and felt hot tears in my eyes as I ran down the stairs. I could hear him calling after me. Sam said my name from the living room just as I went out the front door.

"Baby, wait!" Colby pleaded as I got into my car. "Y/N, it was a prank," he said, opening my door.

"I hate you," I put my hands on his chest and pushed him away, but immediately brought him closer and wrapped my arms around him, holding him as close as possible.

"I'm sorry. I didn't think it'd be that bad," Colby said quietly, kissing the top of my head.

"I'm just glad you didn't get someone to do it with you," I said, detaching myself from him and wiping my tears. "If Kat or someone was in that closet," I chuckled, thinking about Devyn's prank on Corey.

Colby wiped away any tears that were left with his thumbs before pulling me back into him. "I'm sorry. I promise no more pranks like that. I can't stand seeing you cry."

"I love you," I said into his chest.

"I love you, too."