I think I'm in love with him, George. Maybe, I don't know, I stayed up all night reading his word, thinking of him, the thought of him filled me with joy and warmth, butterflys in my stomach. I think that is what love feels like. I couldn't sleep I was to, awake, I can't stop thinking of him, it makes me happy, he makes me happy. I ended up staying up all night reading what we used to talk about, thinking of George. I get dressed and watch the sun rise, as I put my shoes on. The last day of school, basically just a day were we watch movies, and play with colour pencils, play outside, and act surprised about special treats. As the sun rose I got tired, my eyes got heavy. I lay down, just for a tiny bit. At least I thought, I mean it was the last day it wasn't important, but I really wanted to see George. At 9:30 I woke up, not feeling tired, but a little upset at my self for wasting time, and opportunity. I take my shoes off and head down stairs. Dad and Skeppy are in their room, Dads apron still on the floor tells me they wouldn't wake up soon, or anything. I pick up his apron and put it on the hook with the other one. I make myself cere, sitting at the table. Silence I feel so alone all of a sudden. Nothing really to do. Out the window I saw it get dark, very soon it started to rain. I thought of George, he said he liked rain, but he doesn't like getting rained on. I rinsed out my bowl, and sat on the couch. Being lonely, I was used to it, not so much anymore. The rain got loud in the quiet house. I heard Dads door open. Skeppy walked out in shorts and Dads shirt. He still had scars from my fire, around them were burn marks. You could tell they were mine all over his face, they stood out more, his cheeks rosey red. Both his wrist also had red marks on them. "Oh, Sapnap, did you miss school?" Skeppy said in a sleepy voice
"Yeah, I did." I put my knees up and put my head down.
"Are you okay, Sapnap?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." I put my head up as Skeppy sits down next to me. A part of me was upset from missing school, it really didn't mater, like, at all, I just miss George, I miss hearing voices, I miss being around people. Skeppy turned on the TV, shortly after Dad came in. He was wearing gray sweat pants, and one of Skeppys shirts. The shirt was big, black, and had some blue lines on it like a tie dye. Dad walked out with really messy hair, it was crazy and fizzy. He sat next to Skeppy. We watch TV for a while till Skeppy gets a call to go to work, it was busy. He was bout to leave. "Are you okay, Sap?" Dad asked looking down at me.
"Yes! Why dose everyone keep asking me that! I'm fine!" I storm to my room slamming my door, pretty sure I left fire marks on the stairs going up. I wasn't upset or mad. I don't really know why I was, acting like I was. I lay on my bed, thinking of why I did that. I'm just tired of people asking if I'm okay, I guess I am. I'm perfectly fine, maybe the way I stormed out of the room made it seem like I wasn't. A minute went by, Dad came in my room closed the door, and sat on my bed, I sat up,"If something is bothering you, Sap, you can tell me."
"Yeah." I say with a tired voice
Dad waits,"What is bothering you?"
"Nothing, really."
"It doesn't seem like nothing."
"Well, I don't know why. I'm so Stupid, maybe I picked it up from you."
Dad gasps,"Sapnap!" Dad stands up
"Dad, I didn't mean-"
"I was just, checking on you Sap." He leaves, keeping the door open. I lay down, why did I say that? I hear the vent, Dad is on the phone with Skeppy.
"What do I do Skeppy?" Skeppy, I couldn't hear. "You think he hates me? What did I say? Did I do something wrong?" Dad asked, very worried. I didn't mean to make Dad upset or worried. God, I'm so stupid.
I change my clothes to something more comfortable. I was very tired still, I grabbed my blanket and sat in my chair. I looked at the notebook open on my desk, I lay my head down on my desk I fell asleep
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My First Diary [Skephalo]
FanfictionThis is a Skephalo story, Not an actual diary. Sapnap's Diary that Skeppy gave to him. [AU] It's is about how sapnap feels, that is the Diary part of it so. {Inspired by literally the best person ever, Ifoundjoy} Story by: NotCakekat and @BooWasHere...