fine without you || skephalo

u are my peach,

Zak is left standing alone in the house, the house is now dull and silent. He turns around and walks back to his room.

As be walks inside he flops onto his bed face first before he muffles a groan. "I guess that prank was a bit over-board..." He speaks, it being muffled from his sheets. Still, he knows he isn't in the COMPLETE wrong. His boyfriend is over exaggerating it too much.

Zak rolls onto his back to breathe. He closes his eyes and drifts off onto a peaceful sleep.

Until it was rudely awaken a few hours later.

By a call, from a number he doesn't recognise.

At first, he hesitates to answer it. But it could be really important, so he does.

"Hello?" He groans into the microphone.

"Erm- Yes hello, Is this Zak Ahmed?"

Zak's heart drops. "Ah, yes it is. Is there something you'd like to tell me?" He yawns before sitting up in his bed, his posture slightly slouched.

"We have received this phone number by the Novescosch family..

Are you the partner of Darryl Novescosch?"

Oh?

"Erm... Yeah I am." He responds. 'Oh god please just tell me what's wrong now' The male has slight tears already dropping down his face as be waits for the news. He ponders to himself about all the possibilities that could of just occurred when he wasn't there.

The speaker on the other side of the phone clears their voice before speaking and breaking the news to Zak.

"He's in Green County Villes Hospital, badly injured. You are welcomed to visit him."

Zak loses his temper, "WHAT HAPPENED?" He yells into the mic. He isn't mad at the person on the other side of the phone. 'This is all my fault oh god, oh god, oh god' He speaks to himself. He chants the 2 words 'oh god' in a mantra.

Zak does spend any more time, he ends the call and runs out of the house with only a denim jacket covering his bare chest and silky shorts covering his lower area.

He grabs his keys and slides into some flip flops before leaving the house and hopping into his car.

As he drives he feels everything else in the world rush right pass him. He starts to speed up with his foot harshly pressing down on the gas pedal. He might of hit a bird or two, but that isn't important right now.

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The doors of the hospital slide open and Zak marches in. Was he too late? What could of happened when he was gone?

He walks up to the front desk and the lady immediately catches a reaction. She looks down and her eyes widen at Zak's bare chest. Zak raises an eyebrow until he realises.

"Oh! Sorry- I must've been in a rush. Ahahahah..." He zips up his jacket and stuffs his hands into his pockets. The lady clears her throat before looking back at her computer. "How can i help you sir?"

"Darryl Novescosch. Ermmmm... He's in here supposedly, well- I got a phone call that he was?"

This situation was far too awkward.

The lady instructs him on where to go. Zak thanks her before mumbling a 'sorry' under his breath.