Why? Skephalo

Chapter 6

TW'S: Past abuse/ trauma, poison, attempted murder, mention of weapons, and use of them

3rd person, Darryl's POV:

I know this story is getting good, right? No, it's not all happy just yet. It will all be over soon, I promise you. Just be patient.

Darryl put something frozen on the brunette's ankle, and the pain soon relaxed. He gave him a small smile, and thanked him, until he quickly turned around and stood up.

The males heard loud, angry, footsteps..

They went up the stairs at a slow pace, as if the person walking was fighting themselves.

A knock on the door ring in Zak's ears, until the person walked in. They both let out a deep sigh when they realized it was just the brunette's dad. Darryl spoke up first, being comparatively rude to what the shorter had expected. "What do you want, Matt?" The fathers face grimaced, as he handed them each a plate of food.

"Thanks, dad!" The adult smiled, and rushed out the door. He thought it was a bit weird but appreciated the thoughtful gesture. "Don't eat that." Zak looked up from the meal, he had already stuck his fork into. "What? Why not?"

The dirty blonde just shook his head, and took away the other's plate. "Darryl, I'm hungry though!" He scraped both plates into the trash can, and Zak watched with just a hint of anger.

"We can trust my dad, Darryl!" He walked over to the other male, and took smaller hands into his own. "No, we can't."

Zak seemed upset by his conclusion, but he was not risking it. Matt might not poison Zak, but he would kill the dirty blonde in a heartbeat.

He carefully put his hand on Zak's head and gave a small whisper. "Just go to bed, okay? I'll get you food first thing in the morning." He sighed, but nodded his head. Darryl sat at the edge of the footboard, and allowed himself to go into his thoughts.

"Dad, can I go play with them? Please!!" James stood over his son, anger and fear seeping through his gaze. "No, son, you know this. The only people we can trust is each other."

Darryl got upset, and started to cry and his fathers aggression; Until he made his son face him, "Don't be ungrateful, bitch." He nodded his head, and waited for James to release him.

He ran to his room, and packed a suit case. "Yeah, this will work! I can go find my mom!" Darryl threw his stuff out the window, and prepared to jump out of it. When he did, his father busted into his bedroom...

"What are you doing Darryl?!?" He looked over shocked and afraid, so he jumped. James immediately jumped after him, and quickly caught up to the young boy. "Dad, let me go! I wanna go find mom, maybe I can stay with her instead!" James eyes burned red, with rage and fury. "You do not have a goddamn mother! I paid to have you damnit! 8 years ago! And I never should have! I wish I could trade you back for Sebastian!"

Tears poured down the child's face, as his father pulled him back into the building they called home. Darryl never once talked back to his father after that, neither did he ask about having another parent....

He mumbled to himself, and quickly shot up realizing he had fallen asleep. He was just dreaming about his past. The blonde decided it would be best to distract himself, trying to stay awake.

First, he went on his phone. That lasted for a while, until the light gave him a headache; And hadn't cured his boredom at all.

A sudden feeling of tiredness washed over him, and he could no longer keep his eyes open. He thought to himself that he wouldn't be able to protect Zak, if he could not stay awake. The taller male carefully layed down next to the other, making sure not to disturb him. He let himself close his eyes, and finally had a peaceful, well deserved rest.

He had been asleep for about an hour, until he heard a noise at the door. He wanted to know who it was, without raising suspicion, so he pretended to still be asleep, keeping one eye just slightly open.

Matt walked into the room holding a sharpened knife, that Darryl had recognized but didn't know from where. The father creeped over to the bed, staring at both boys. Darryl assumed he was making sure they were both asleep.

Matt then took the knife and headed to Zak, that's when Darryl sprung up, and hit Matt in the back of the head. The brunette's father's body fell down to the floor, making a very loud noise. Zak shot up out of bed to a rather.. confusing.... Sight.

Darryl stood over his lifeless father's body, holding a knife, and facing towards Zak. "Darryl! What did you do? Dad!" He hopped out of bed, going to his father. Darryl stammered as he spoke trying to explain that it really wasn't what it looked like. "Zak- I.. he.. please believe me. He had a knife and was going towards you!" Zak's face fell as he stared up at the male.

"Get out."

Darryl looked down to the boy, hoping he just heard him wrong. "Wha- what?" Zak repeated his words, this time with more anger,"I said. Get. Out." He quickly shook his head, and turned to leave the boy's house.

He headed to the treehouse once again. His stomach growled for food, and even though Darryl didn't want to listen, he turned to make his way to a small coffee shop.

He ordered a nice meal, and played on his phone for a bit, until he got spammed with texts. At first he decided to ignore them, enjoying his meal without checking who had sent them. After a few minutes there was too many, he could not take it anymore.

From Zak: Im sorry                               1 hour ago
From Zak: Did you come back?            32 mins ago
From Zak: You can just walk in            31 mins ago
From Zak: Why are you making....      31 mins ago
From Zak: That's not you, is it? Da..   30 mins ago

From dad: I got your little boyfrie..     27 mins ago
From dad: Are you gonna help him o..25 mins ago
From dad: He said you promised hi..  20 mins ago
From dad: Aw he's crying for you, w.. 15 mins ago
From dad: I told him, you lied. He m.. 10 mins ago
From dad: You have 20 minutes dar..   6 mins ago

Darryl stood up from his table, and ran to his house. "Why did I leave you Zak? I'm so sorry..." He had 14 minutes to get there.. his strides were long and fast. He prayed he could make it to the boy in time.

He busted into the door, and ran into the basement. He saw his father beside Zak who was tied to a chair. He had tape over his mouth, but tears were able to stream from his uncovered eyes. Darryl looked around and saw Matt's lifeless body laying on the ground. He let out a small gasp, but just because he was afraid he was the one to kill Matt. He prayed that wasn't the case, and Zak could trust him again.

"Hello son."

A/n:
Updated chapter! Next will be the last one!
Eat/sleep/ and drink ily!
Sincerely, Ray!