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Skeppy
Skeppy was curled up with Bad on the couch, the two talking about random stuff like always. At the moment they were talking about childhood Lego sets. The conversation was casual and simple. Something any person could connect to really. Unless you've never played with Legos. Though surely you could find something about the topic to connect to. Maybe you saw the exhibits of full set up Lego sets at a toy store thinking it was a new mysterious world. Or looked upon a large set and your parents said no cause it was too expensive for such a type of toy. Though maybe you were one of those kids that the parent bought that expensive toy for you for Christmas or your birthday. No matter, anyone could connect somehow.
There was a knock on the door and Bad got up to answer it. Skeppy stay seated, looking at Lucy who was curled up sleeping at the moment. "OH THANK GOODNESS YOU'RE HOME!!" a high pitched voice says. "Do I-" Bad tries to say, but the person interrupts. "I missed your company so much my love. It's a shame your friend is over so much as of lately." The person's voice said. Skeppy got up to see what was going on and there was a girl gripped onto Bad, and gave Bad a quick kiss on the lips when Skeppy stepped over. "Oh hi! You must be his friend!" the girl chirped. Friend?!? Skeppy thought. "Daryll what's going on-" Skeppy said his mind tunneling. "Zak it's not what it looks like I swear." Bad says. "Of course it does! He thinks we're dating. And we are!" The girl chirps. "I DON-" Bad starts to yell but the girl interrupts. "What my love. You don't love me enough? Oh I must agree!" she chirps.
Skeppy's mind keeps tunneling deeper into itself. Tears started to go down his face. Skeppy looks at Bad, tears going down his face. No no no. This can't be happening. Skeppy thinks to himself in panic. "Skeppy please I swear -" Bad starts but Skeppy cuts him off. "WHAT DARYLL?! YOU SWEAR THAT YOU LOVE ME AND THIS IS A HUGE MISUNDERSTANDING?!!" Skeppy yells, tears pouring down his face. Bad tries to speak but Skeppy immediately cuts him off. "'Friend' FRIEND!! I GUESS I'M JUST A FRIEND TO YOU AFTER ALL I'VE DONE. AFTER TAKING YOU ON DATES AND BEING THERE WHEN PEOPLE TEARED YOU DOWN!!" Skeppy yells. Bad speaks up, trying to make himself clear. "Zak I don't even know this person!! They just appeared at my door and started this all up!!"
"I don't believe you." Skeppy says, his words like venom against Bad and himself. He wanted to believe him but it was too obvious. "I'm just going to leave, see you later Daryll." The girl says, leaving with a devilish smirk. "Zak please I'm not lying to you I swear." Bad pleads. "Don't you dare use that name" Skeppy hisses. Bad looks hurt, starting to tear up. Skeppy turns around and goes to his room, grabbing his stuff and Bad follows. "Where are you going?!" Bad asks. "Leaving." Skeppy says coldly. "Skeppy please don't. We can talk this out. I'm not lying to you. Please believe me. I could never love someone else!" Bad begs. Skeppy turns to Bad, looking into his eyes. The sadness and desperation filling them. Disappointingly, no guilt.
"Until I can trust you again. We're done. And don't call or text me unless it's to make a video and even then give me a couple days. Until you can prove yourself innocent or make up for this. I'm not trusting you." Skeppy says, leaving the room and Bad pleading as he goes. "If you feel so bad, fix this." Skeppy snaps, slamming the door on Bad's face. Skeppy goes to his car, and starts sobbing as he drives. Leaving with no music. His car filling with the sounds of sadness.
Oh what has happened to what we believed would last forever.
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