Karma

Part 17

The ghost turned to his new friend, looking at him quite confused. "Darryl? Is that my name?" He asked, the other boy just shrugging in response, as if telling him he doesn't know. The beaten boy just sighed and smiled at the boy in blue. "I recognize you, but I just wish I could remember your name and who you are to me." then the two ghosts exited the room, leaving the man in his bed alone. 

As the two explored this home, they came across a room which held a computer. Filled with curiosity, the ghosts turned on the device. As they looked around a bit they eventually found a Youtube channel. 

The two stood frozen in shock as they heard the boy in the beds voice, was this his channel? As they watched they were suddenly met with someone else. Someone with same, sweet voice as the hybrid ghost. And as the cherry on top, this individual was called BadBoyHalo, or Bad. 

The two began looking through the channel, and finding other channels that "Skeppy" or the boy in blue owned. "Is that how he knows me? Was I his bestfriend?" The boy in his red and black hoodie asked, turning to the other. 

"I think it's pretty obvious by now, you're his bestfriend, BadBoyHalo, and Darryl must be your real name then." Jef responded, then giving the other a minute to comprehend everything. 

The two then continued to look through a ton of different websites and apps, looking at things about Zak and Darryl, or better known as Skeppy and Bad. 

In the end though, Darryl was in tears. He then got up and ran back to the bedroom. Upon entering though, the boy in glasses check the clock, it was 4:37am. The boy in blue was still awake though. Bad ran to him, enclosing him in a tight hug. 

"Skeppy?! Can you hear me?! Please! I'm sorry!" The ghost screamed through his sad tears, it hurt so much that the other had to look away. Zak began looking around though.

"Bad? Are you actually here? Please show yourself. But, if you can't, then please at least give me another sign, I want to know if it's actually you." The ghost listened to the alive boys commands, looking for something he could do to show himself. 

That's when he noticed a pencil and notebook at the side of Skeppy's bed. He picked it up and began to write. 

I'm here Skeppy! I'm sorry that I can't show myself! And I can't really remember much, so would you mind telling me a few things?

Bad then laid this note in front of the alive individual, letting him read it. "Of course I can Bad! But what do you already know? We can communicate through the notebook." Skeppy responded, watching the notebook be lifted again. 

All I remember is that my name is BadBoyHalo or Darryl, and you're my bestfriend, Skeppy or Zak.

The boy with dull eyes wrote before putting the notebook back in the others care. "Okay, so I guess I have a lot to tell you. So you better get comfy." After that though Zak watched the notebook be taken again, waiting to see what else his now deceased friend had to say. 

I can't really feel "comfy" though, I'm in a lot of pain.

Skeppy's heart dropped. He was already so unstable that this brought him back to tears. He tried his best to wipe them away before talking. "I'm sorry Bad, you don't deserve this. But, I guess I can tell you a couple things now. I probably will forget a few things, so you'll get more information over time. Is that okay?" The boy in blue watched the notebook be taken, but not for long. 

Yes

"Okay then. Hmm, where should I start? Ooh! I know!"