Wish I Were Quackity - Skephalo

He Contacted Me?

Zak's Pov:

It has been about a week since the whole situation with Quackity happened at the gathering. I've been pretty emotionally drained this whole time, though I have been internally getting more anxious and stressed as the days go by, and none of my youtuber friends have contacted me during this time. The only proper human interaction I have is my sister. Because of my situation, I've even felt too ashamed to record or post videos. There are some that are finished or in progress of being edited, but I just have completely distanced myself to the internet and social media.

Though, I don't think that'll cause much stress for my fans because they know well that I can sometimes be absent for weeks or even months for no reason. But anyways, since I haven't dedicated time to my YouTube career, I have taken a lot of time to think. And damn do I think a lot. You could even call it overthinking. What have I been thinking of? Well, I have been thinking of different possibilities as to why none of my friends have contacted me during this time, if they have all heard of what happened at the gathering, what they all truly think of me, whether they hate me or not, and whether I'll ever have as good of a relationship as I did with them before everything went down. I've been thinking about too many things.

Anyways, right now, I'm just bored, waiting at the dinner table as Melody cooks dinner for us. As I wait, I then hear my phone, which is laying on the table beside me, getting a notification. Huh? What could I possibly be getting a notification of? Is it just some recommended YouTube video, email from a brand, or some kind of reminder to use an app? Whatever it is, I decide to check it. It's not like I have anything else to do anyway. Once I grab my phone and turn it on to check the notification, my eyes widen, and I sit there in shock for what feels like forever, but it is only a moment.

Is this some sort of joke? A dream? Or is my phone bugged or something? Because I'm staring at the notification that says that 'Badboy❤️' has sent a message. 'Badboy❤️'... as in Badboyhalo!? THE Badboyhalo!? He sent me a text!? A part of me thought for sure that he wouldn't even dare to try and contact me for a good while. With shaky fingers, I opened my messages with Bad to see what on Earth he could have texted me. Part of me expects him to tell me something horrible, like telling me that we aren't friends anymore or something. But it turns out that it's the opposite. Bad texted me, "Hey Skeppy, would you like to hang out at the mall tomorrow? I feel like we should spend some time together and talk."

The hopeful part of me that I had quickly fills with dread as I realize that he probably wants to talk about what happened at the gathering with Quackity. I don't know what other things Quackity has put into his head, but he for sure must believe Quackity, right? So what can I possibly say if, in the end, he's just going to believe Quackity? Oh God, he's surely just asking me to hang out at the mall with the plan to end our friendship there or something. What should I do? My heart says to go meet him, but my brain says not to. What should I choose? I then look up to see my sister putting the food on plates. Of course, I should listen to what another voice has to say. I sat hesitantly, "Hey sis..."

She looks at me with a sweet smile and two plates filled with food. She says, "Yes, Zak?"

"I just... got a text from Bad asking me to meet up with him at the mall tomorrow. Should I agree? Or not? I'm worried that he's just asking me to go in order to interview me about the whole situation with Quackity. And, part of me thinks that regardless of what I say, he'll believe Quackity and end his friendship with me or something- But if I don't agree, maybe that'll give an even worse image of me as it could be seen as if I feel guilty, which I don't- since I haven't done anything."

Melody sets down the plates and cutlery with a thoughtful look on her face. She says, "Well... what if he doesn't want to meet up with you for any of that? What if he genuinely just wants to hang out? As I have said before, Darryl's situation can be a bit tricky because, if we're thinking rationally, in his perspective, both you and Quackity would want or expect him to choose someone's side. But in reality, he must be neutral to both sides as this is a conflict between you and Quackity. It has nothing with Darryl- well- that's how he would most likely see it since I don't think Quackity would tell him that you two were arguing over him. So, taking that into consideration, I think this meet-up will be harmless. So I think you should agree to go, but it's up to you."

She gives me an encouraging smile and takes her seat. She starts eating her food, leaving me to think in my head. I carefully think over everything she said and try my best to connect the pieces with her logic and what I know about Bad throughout all these years to help me figure out how this meet-up could go. After a hesitant moment, I pick up my phone again. With shaky fingers, I carefully try my best to correctly text to Bad, "Sure. At what time, and where exactly in the mall should we meet up?"

And with that, I leave my phone on the table and start eating my food. Now I'll just have to wait for Bad to send me the full details for tomorrow.