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Darryl POV
"It was never meant to be!" Exclaimed a British man in a black mask and mustard yellow sweater.
I was unable to move and I watched in horror as the man pulled the trigger of the gun pointed at my best friend's head.
Time seemed to slow down as the bullet flew through the air and lodged itself in Zak's forehead.
The original shock of the moment wore off quickly and I rushed forward to Zak's side.
"No…. No please don't go." I slid my hands under his lifeless body and held it close. Tears streamed down my face at an uncontrollable rate.
A blood curdling scream echoed in the chamber and I only realized a few moments later that it had come from me.
I clutched his body tightly and as close as possible to me.
"Don't leave me please! I never even got to say I love you!" I sobbed.
I pushed his corpse back and desperately placed kisses on his face, as if they would magically bring him back to life.
I choked on my tears. "Z-ak no no no no no no no no no. No this isn't real. This isn't real. This isn't real. Don't go. Please don't go. I need you."
The figure watched happily.
I whispered Zak's name quietly, over and over again. Like he might resend to one of them. Even though I knew it wouldn't happen. Refusing to let go of his body, like it might disappear if I let go.
Suddenly my eyes shot open. I was a shaking sobbing mess.
My blankets stayed wrapped tightly around me, like a prison. Keeping me contained and trapped.
I started to panic and struggled to yank the blankets off me. I rolled off my bed in the process.
I finally managed to remove the sheets from my sweating body and tree them across the room and they landed on my chair.
I gasped, attempting to grasp for air, but I couldn't obtain any oxygen.
I coughed and grasped desperately at my neck. Pleading for air. My thoughts ran wild. My chest hurt and my joints were sore.
I heard a few soft knocks on the door.
"Darryl? Are you okay? I'm coming in." Zak's worried voice was followed by the door slowly cracking open.
Zak's eyes landed on me and he gasped. "Woah! Darryl calm down okay! Deep breaths! Breathe with me okay? In… out… try to match your heartbeat to mine."
He pulled me in and pressed the side of my head against his chest.
Slowly, I managed to slow my breaths and my tears. I occasionally hiccuped, but that was all.
As soon as Zak realized I was okay, he hugged me. "Hey it's okay. What was that about?"
He pulled back and I avoided looking at him. "I had a-" I hiccuped. "A nightmare… you… you… you we-re killed… I thought you… I thought I had lost you."
Zak seemed surprised. But he tilted my head to face him. "Listen to me Darryl. I will never. NEVER. leave you. Not in a million years."
"You promise?" I noticed how beautiful his eyes looked. Even in the dim light.
He pulled me back again into an even tighter hug than before. "I swear on my life Darry."
I just got inspiration at legit 12:30 in the morning and wrote this chapter in like a half hour. I'm not too proud of it and it's probably crap because I'm tired but I'll edit it tomorrow. This also isn't my long oneshot because I keep procrastinating. But I've made progress. It's slow to write at the beginning so I'm putting it off. Anyway thanks for reading! Love you all! Cya my children's!
~Melly
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