I hate Roses || a SkepHalo fanfic

Day one part 2

9-11-21

Skeppy's pov:

Dream walked home with me; it took about 15 minutes to get there. Once I got to the elevator Dream looked at me and said, "Hey man if you ever need someone to talk to or anything I'm here, and if you can't sleep, please don't be afraid to call me if you need some company!" "Thanks man, I really appreciate it" I say to him while smiling a bit. All of a sudden, I feel really sick, like I'm going to throw up or something, so I quickly say goodbye and run to the stairs, instead of taking the elevator and I run up to the 8th floor. Once I get to my door, I quickly unlock the door and shut it quickly, I feel like I don't have time to lock the door, so I just run the bathroom just in case I do throw up. 

I sit on my knees in front of the toilet and lean over it a bit. I feel like I've eaten something, and it got caught in my throat and I start coughing a lot. I start to taste the metallic taste of blood and then I cough more. I spit up some blood and I start to get a bit worried, why am I spitting up blood, what happened?  I think to myself for some time, until more blood comes up but this time it wasn't just blood...I see rose petals...? specifically red rose petals. What is this?? I didn't even eat anything with flowers in it...? I'm so confused...Maybe I should call Bad? Yea... I'll call Bad, he'll know what to do. I take my phone out of my pocket and pull up his contact. I think for a bit, Is this the right choice? Will he think I'm crazy, weird? 

I'll just call him, maybe not explain the whole thing... I press the call button. It rings 2 times then on the other line I hear his sweet loving voice. "Hello?" "Hey Bad..how are you?" I ask him not trying to sound worried but somehow fail. "Skeppy? What's wrong? You sound worried, is everything okay??" I sign knowing I'm gonna have to lie to the poor guy. "Yeah, Bad I'm okay, I just- " I pause to think what I should say. "You what?" He asks getting a bit impatient "Well okay, this is going to sound weird, and I just thought of this thing aha, but is it possible for someone to like...I don't know, throw up roses with blood?" I ask while staring blankly at the rose petals. 

"What?" he asks not knowing what I meant by what I had just asked. "Bad, is it possible for someone to throw up rose petals with blood or not?!" I ask more serious this time. "Uh Skeppy..I don't really think that is possible. I mean come on think about it a little harder. Someone throws up blood AND flower petals. I mean the blood part, yeah sure that's possible but, rose petals?? No that can't happen." He explains to me making sure I understand what he's saying. "I mean...- wait yea. Your right that was a stupid question hah. Thanks, Bad!" I hear him chuckle a bit "Yeah anytime Skeppy!" I then say goodbye. 

I feel like I'm going to throw up again, and I do. This is strange what is this?! My only choice is to call Vincent... I scroll through my contacts until I get to the V's and click on his. I sigh again then call. "Hey Skeppy, what's up?" "Vincent, we need to talk. This is serious..." I tell him and he goes silent for a few seconds maybe even a minute. "Uh like do I need to come down there and help out with something...?" He asks a bit worried now. "Wait, would you actually do that??" I ask with a bit more excitement in my voice. "Yeah of course man! So, is that what you want?" "Actually...Vincent that would be great! When's the soonest you can get here...?" I ask in a bit of a hurry. "Hm let me look online for a plane ticket!" He gets quiet for about 4-6 minutes searching and I just sit there waiting patiently. I hear him gasp really loudly and it made me jump a bit. "What? What is it, Vince??"

"Skeppy! If I buy it now, then I can come down tomorrow, but it will be like a 10-hour flight so if I book the one at 6 AM I should be there at...uh 4 PM! Do I get that one??" He asks quickly, "Yeah get that one, please! I'll pay you back for the ticket." We say our goodbyes and he started packing then getting ready to go to sleep since it's already 9 PM there and he has to get up at 4 since he lives 1 hour away from the airport and will have to get through security and everything. I flush the toilet knowing that I can't just let them sit there, then I see blood drops on the floor, so I get that cleaned up as well. I look around my apartment and see it's a bit of a mess. I grab my speaker from my room and set it up in my living room and then connect my phone to it. I go to Spotify and turn on my playlist. 

I start cleaning up the dirty clothes on the floor and put in the laundry basket then throw the clothes into the washing machine. As I'm cleaning, I notice a certain song comes on, Sex, drugs, etc. I start to hum along to the song and before I know it, I'm singing along. 

Floating on my lowkey vibe

Floating on my lowkey vibe

I don't need that late night high

I'm floating on my lowkey vibe

Out of touch in harmony

Designer drugs from dead end streets

Break the air to feel the fall

Or just feel anything at all.

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A few hours had past, and I decided I didn't have enough food here; I hadn't been to the store for a few months due to me not having the motivation to actually get up and go. I grab all the necessary items and head out. Since I don't have a car at the moment I just decided to walk, I would of take my skateboard, but I don't really want to have to skate back home with the groceries, that would be a bit difficult in my opinion. I get to the store and walk up and down the aisle until I've gotten everything I needed. Just as I'm walking out, I get a text from Bad and then I run into someone. I dropped some bags and I quickly got up and apologized to the person I ran into. I had my hood up so they couldn't really see what I looked like but once I saw the guy, I knew who it was. I grabbed all my bags and ran as quickly as I could to get home. 

Was that Bad?! I'm almost 100% sure that was him... they look the exact same, unless Bad has a secret twin he hasn't told me about but I'm almost sure that was him. I think to myself. I get home and once I put the bags down, I start thinking more about what had just happened at the store. I start to cough and feel the flower petals rising in my throat and I run as fast as I can to the bathroom. I make it just in time before I start spitting up rose petals. These petals aren't as big as they usually are but are just big enough to make me choke a little bit. It seems that if I talk or think about Bad, I throw up these rose petals, but why? I couldn't seem to think why that was, but I remember I didn't get back to him when he texted me... I text Bad back and then tell him goodnight. I wasn't really going to bed right away, I still had groceries to put away and then I had the spare room to get ready for when Vincent came over. 

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