* SkaterLight FanFic*

chapter 6.

i recommend listening to Race by Alex G or Not Allowed by TV Girl while you read this one!

tw for mentions of self-harm

Over the next few days of Lampert staying over with Infected, he started to notice that Lampert wasn't acting himself. He was mopey, didn't want to get out of bed most days, and wasn't eating normally. He'd go hours without moving an inch, mindlessly staring at his phone on the couch. Infected was worried, occasionally stopping his chores to check on Lampert's limp body that was slumped on the cushions. 

"Hey... nightlight? You feeling okay?" Infected asked, leaning over the back of the couch and tapping his shoulder gently. Lampert looked up from his phone, his eyes drooped as he nodded slightly, looking back to the bright screen lighting his face up. Infected's eyes narrowed, pulling his hand away and going back to unloading the dishwasher, his eyes continuing to glance over to Lampert every so often. Infected went over to the couch and looked Lampert in the eyes. "Lampy... You gotta talk to me, I know something's up." He ran a hand down his arm, feeling the bandages. "I know something's wrong," he paused.

"cause if everything was fine you wouldn't have these." He said, tugging at his bandages. Lampert immediately snatched his arm away, getting a regretful expression on his face.

"You're right. Everything's not fine. And these aren't burns, but I'm pretty sure you've already figured that out." Lampert spoke up. Infected suddenly pulled him into a very tight hug. Lampert hugged him back. "I don't know why... I'm sorry- it just seemed like a good idea at the time." He blurted, letting out a shaky breath.

"Hey, I'm not mad. How about you tell me why this sounded like a good idea, okay?" Infected said, lazily running a hand up and down Lampert's back, occasionally pausing to draw circles on spots. He was quiet, listening to Lampert babble about... well, everything. 

About ten minutes later, a knocking was heard at the door. "Hold on, let me get this. Sit tight, kay?" Infected said as he walked towards the door. He opened it, and lo and behold, it was Mark. Upon seeing this, Infected closed the door. "Ooooooooooo, not good, not good..."He said.

"Why? Who is it?" Lampert asked.

"It's your dad!" He exclaimed.

"WHAT??! MARK IS HERE?" Lampert shouted. After 3 days of freedom, his dad showed up to try and drag his ass back home. Lampert took a deep breath and walked towards the door. He put his hand on the doorknob, and slowly opened it. "Hello, Mark." He said through his teeth. 

"Lampert, please come home. You haven't been respondin' to any of my calls an-"

"Save it."

"What?"

"I said, save it. I'm 25, dad. Why can't you just let me live my life? You shouldn't even care that much anyways! You spend so much time arguing with Father that you don't realize when I run out of the house in tears!! You don't notice when, oh, I don't know, FUCKING CUT MYSELF?" Lampert snapped. "Maybe if you didn't spend all of your time wallowing in your own sadness, you could save YOUR DAMN MARRIGE."

Unpleasant peaked her head out of her bedroom door to see what all of the commotion was.

"Lampert, I- I-"

"Shut up. Come talk to me again when you get a grip on your life." Lampert said in a cold tone. He closed the door on Mark, and both Unpleasant and Infected had shocked looks on their faces.

"Holy. Fucking. Balls, dude." Unpleasant stated. "You said all of that to your DAD????"

"Yeah." He panted. "I did. I can't believe I just did that." Lampert put his back to the door and slid to the ground, staring into space. Infected hugged him and spun him around.

"AAAAAAA THAT WAS AWESOME!!!" Infected applauded. Lampert glowed a bit.

"Well- Uh! I-It wasn't all that great." Lampert said shyly.

"Did you even hear yourself, man? Mark just took a reeeeal big L." Unpleasant raised an eyebrow.

"They're right, y'know." Infected planted a bunch of kisses on Lampert's face.

"Ugh, gross. I'm gonna go play Fortnite. Have fun, ya lovebirds." Unpleasant groaned as he walked back to their bedroom.

this chapter ending up being super long what the frickity frack

701 words.