Behind The Smile *[Skephalo Highschool AU]*

Chapter 12

Yo! It's been a while, so uh I'm back. First off, I would like to thank y'all.

Thanks to everyone who is reading this! You are all amazing! I'm sorry this took so long to come out, but I got this idea from this person:

@olxxqc

Thank you for this idea! Full credits to you! Now let's goooooo-

(Edit: The amount of reads might have changed when this is posted, as it took me a few days to write this.)

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Zak's POV

"Skeppy, we're literally lost," Bad says, and I look around, stopping. "Wait- we are?" I say, confused. We were on some sketchy road, no houses in sight. How the heck did we get here? Darryl laughs.

"Here, I'll pull up Google Maps," I suggest, and pull my phone out of my pocket. I pull down my hoodie sleeve a little to type. "What's the name of our school again?" I ask, completely forgetting. I sigh.

Bad doesn't answer, though. I turn my head and look at him. "Uh, Darryl?" I give him a weird look. He still doesn't say anything. I put my phone back in my pocket and turn around completely, my hoodie sleeve falling back over my hand. I walk over to him.

I pull on his sleeve. "Darryl? Are you ok?" I ask, concerned. He shakes his head, and I take a step back. I raise an eyebrow. "Zak.. what were those scars on your hands?" he asks slowly. I tense, taking another step away from him.

My face falls, and I try to calm my shaky breathing. "W-What are you talking about?" I say, mentally scolding myself for stuttering. I gulp. Darryl's voice was serious. "Zak, I saw your hand, it had tons of scars on it! And that's just your hand, you could have scars anywhere else too-" he cuts himself off when he sees my expression.

I take in a shaky breath, fear lacing my eyes. I step back. "Zak I didn't mean to sound so angry-" he tries to calm me down, but tears are already flowing down my face. My vision goes blurry, and I couldn't hear Darryl anymore. The last thing I remember is someone screaming, before everything goes black.

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When I wake up, I'm in an unfamiliar room. I run my eyes a little, confused. I look around for a window. When I spot one, I get up, walking towards it. It was pitch black outside, the only thing I see in the window being the reflection of myself.

I turn away from the window, and look around the room. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. I gulp, and walk back towards the bed I woke up in. I sit down and pat my pockets in search for my phone. Finding it, I turn it on.

The bright light blinds me, and I quickly turn down my brightness. I look at the time. The time read 22:34, my eyes widening. Where was I, and why was it so late?! (A/N: For those of you who don't know 24 hour time 22:34 = 10:34 PM).

I put my phone back in my pocket, just then noticing my hands. They were completely bandaged up. My head spins, looking for some type of answer. I stand up, and turn until I see a door. I quickly walk towards it.

When I finally reach the door, my hand hesitates over the handle. Taking in a deep breath, I grab the handle, turning it. The door makes a creaking noise as it opens, and I cringe.

I slip through the small crack, revealing a hallway. "Hello?" I whisper, so quiet that even if someone were here they wouldn't hear me. I gulp, and take a few steps down the hallway. It was kind of like my house, but nicer, and spacious.

I reach the end of the hallway, which reveals stairs. I look down them, but I only see black at the bottom. I step away from the stairs. "I'm not getting anywhere.." I whisper to myself.

Silence fills the room again. But I don't break it. This time it wasn't me.

I hear a creak behind me, causing me to jump. Suddenly I'm glad I took that step away from the stairs, because if I didn't it wouldn't have ended well. My heart beats fast and I spin around, revealing a shadow. I stiffen.

The shadow steps forward, and after a second it reveals a person. A person I'm so glad to see. Darryl.

"Darryl! Where the heck are we?" I immediately ask, my voice loud in the quiet hallway. He just gives me a small smile. "We're at my house, Zak," he explains, keeping his smile. He reaches to the side, turning on the hallway light.

Adjusting my eyes to the light, I look around. Huh, we really are in his house. I look back at Darryl, who's frowning. "Uh, are we gonna talk about earlier?" he says slowly. I look down at my hands and frown.

Silence fills the room, the tension so thick you couldn't cut it with a knife. I look towards the ground, tears starting to fall down my face once again. I hear Darryl walk over to me. I jump a little out of surprise when he suddenly wraps his arms around me.

After a second I start sobbing into his shoulder. I don't know how long we stayed there for, I just know that the next time I woke up, it was morning again.

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Okay I honestly don't know if this was good or not, but I really hope it was what y'all wanted. Thank you again to the person who gave me the idea <3

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