(Skephalo) Art Thou Father

Old and new memories

Monday
10/8/19

First days were always quite odd to Zak, but this one felt a little bit different. Maybe it was because this was a public school or maybe it was this is a completely different Institute yet the exact same town.

It was none of those things in reality, instead it was the boy he'd risked his life for and would do so again a hundred more times.

Zak sat in the car, starring out the window but he didn't care for what was his eyes were actually placed on. His stomach churned and he felt queasy; Was Bad going to be okay? How was Bad while Zak was at home yesterday? He couldn't help but be worried sick, Bad was his best friend after all.

"Zak, hello?" Zak jolted out of his thoughts and stared at his father with wide eyes, "We're here." Zane stated, giving his son a hopeful smile. Zak closed his eyes and took a breathe, it came out shaky and slow. Zane clutched the wheel and fidgeted with the knuckles of his free hand before speaking, "Zak I'm sure he's fine. If anything happens you call Sam or I, okay?" Zane reassured his son who's breathing shallowed more by the second.

The boy nodded, he couldn't face his father and instead looked out the window at the flurry of new faces that pranced around the school entrance. Large writing at the front read 'Sebring High School', this school didn't have the best reputation but it wasn't the private school so this was truly the only option.

Zak sighed before putting his hand on the door handle and pushing it forward, "Bye, love you." Zak muttered, giving his dad a quick yet faint smile.
"Have a good day!" Zane beamed, waving at his boy before the car was shut and he was alone.

Zane sighed, deeply. He watched as his son walked up the steps and disappeared into the crowd, he felt a knot form in his stomach. Zane thought back to his time at this very school, walking up those same stairs every day. A smiled at all the stupid memories, how the hell did he even graduate?

He stifled a laugh before his smirk twisted and fell. Zak was in grade eleven now,

'The exact same year we...'

Zanes thoughts trailed off, he gloomed over the sour memories and gripped the wheel ever tighter. Tears started to swell in his dark brown eyes before a loud car honking broke him out of his trance. Zane looked at his side mirror and saw a mother absolutely abusing her horn behind him, he chuckled before shifting his gears and driving off.

'Everything's going to be just fine.'

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The school was very busy, expected for a public high school. Many characters wandered the grounds and Zak wasn't even inside the building yet! He searched through the young adults who reeked of hormones and fucked up emotions. His heart ached and his stomach churned.

After a while Zak saw him. Bad.
He wore his exact same black button downs, he fidgeted with the strap of his satchel and looked around as he bounced on and of the tip of his toes. All of the negative feelings that whirled inside Zak dissipated almost instantly when he saw the young man.

"Bad!" Zak shouted with glee and sprinted on towards him. Bad turned in the boys direction and smiled, beelining straight for his boyfriend, "Fuck I missed you!" Zak embraced the taller teen and gripped him tight, almost as if he did he'd disappear and never be seen again.
"It's been two days! And language, you muffin." Bad chuckled at Zak's words but he too missed the others presence. They finally let go but couldn't help but smile at each-other, staring into their eyes like there was no one else in the world.

"Are you ready?" Zak asked, innocently but voice dripping with concern. Bad's smile faltered and he tore his eyes from Zak, looking at anything but him. He stuttered, trying yet failing to get words out, "Hey it's okay. I'm here and I'm not letting anything happen to you." Zak lent forward and caressed Bad's arm, who looked back with a sheepish smile before mouthing a small acknowledgment and thanks.