Skephalo- One Last Time

Record

~Zak's POV~

He softly hugs my frail body, softly. More gentle than I would think possible. "Thanks, Darryl," I say emotionless. I head back to my room, forgetting to get anything to eat and I fall asleep, having no sense of time, just makes me feel extremely tired.

I woke up, feeling so much better. I feel around my bed to find the edge of my bed and get up. I get out of bed realizing that I hadn't changed my clothes or showered in a while, so I got up grabbed a clean pair of clothes that, hopefully, look good. I went and showered carefully attempting to tell the differences between conditioner and shampoo bottles. I got out and dried myself off, finishing up by brushing my teeth.

I walk out clothed and freshened up, I open the door and walk into the hallway and bump into Darryl. I fall back dropping to the floor, until I feel a hand grasp my wrist in this darkness. And pull me up. "Thank you," I say, I move to put my hand up to scratch my hair, only to realize how close I was to Darryl. I ended up jabbing him in what felt like the stomach.

"Zak," he said, "You scared me, I thought you were going to hit your head." He ignored the fact that I just shoved my fingers into his side by accident.

"I didn't mean to I mean--" I broke off, "it's not like I could see that you were standing there." I lean over onto the floor feeling for the dirty clothes that I had dropped onto the floor while falling.

"I'm sorry!" Darryl cried, "I forgot you couldn't see. I thought you were just being oblivious!"

I nervously laugh, "Yeah, I guess, you could forget pretty easily." I found my clothes scattered around, and stand back up.

"Oh my gOoDnesS! I forgot are you feeling any better Zak?" he asks.

"You are very forgetful today?" I say messing with him. "Yeah no worries, I feel a lot better, but I definitely need to eat something, I don't know how long it has been. I just want to have some homemade stew or something." I say remembering the recipe, only to realize that maybe cooking isn't the best idea. "I guess I will not have stew, I probably shouldn't cook."

"I can make something to eat Zak," Darryl offers.

"Please if you wouldn't mind." I tell him.

I slowly head to my room one hand clutching my dirty clothes the other running down the walls of the hallway. Until I reach the first door, I open up the door and find my clothes hamper and put my clothes in there. I sit down at my set up for recording. I open up my computer and slowly make my way across the screen with automated text. I find Minecraft and OBS I boot them booth up I hit the record button.

The video was, "Playing mine craft blind." "How hard can it be."I said in the intro. I played it off as if I were blindfolded in the video, instead of actually blind. I make it onto my server, hopefully, nicked, from the last time I used the name hider. I went and played around. I kept getting frustrated because I would constantly hear "You Died," from the robot lady. 

I ended the recording and went, "How am I going to edit this? Recording is the easy bit, but editing. I don't think I can. 

Oh wait maybe I can get Skoppy to edit for me full time, or maybe get a couple other editors. That should be fine I resolve. I send the video off the get edited, and I can smell the sweetness filling my house. I make my way to the kitchen.

"What'cha making?" I ask.

"Muffins, dur," Darryl replies.

"Sounds good." My phone vibrates in my pocket. I use the voice over to guide my way to find that it was a text from Amanda.

Amanda: Hey Zak! Just checking up, how are you doing?

Zak: I am doing a lot better, but a lot has changed since we last met.

Amanda: What do you mean?

Zak: I actually went- 

"She isn't going to believe you." I tell myself, "she is going to think off it as an excuse not to see her." I think to myself."

"UGHH" I say frustrated

Amanda: You went- what?

Zak:I have gone blind. 

I quickly press the send button

Amanda: What? You don't just go blind over night

Zak: That's funny because you can, and I mean I have been diagnosed to go blind 7 years ago, so it was very likely to happen.

Amanda: I am so sorry, it just seems strange. ANYWAYS. We should really meet up?

Zak: I have no idea what day it even is.

I scratch my head, and hold my finger over the date and time on my phone. It's Friday, 4:30pm???????? I have been sick for almost a whole week ugh. 

Zak: Lets plan on tomorrow at Chipolte? 

Amanda: Sure. Lets do it. See you soon--- er well you know what I mean

Zak: Yeah, haha. See ya!

I sit down, realizing that I was standing while the voice talked to me.

"Hey Darryl. HOw MucH longER?" I ask, starving.

"I am just putting butter on it right now, give it a bout 5 minuets so you don't burn your mouth." he tells me. (Keep in mind these are like the gourmet muffins you get at Perkins that mmMMMmmmM)

Okay, I play around on Twitter for a little bit, after getting frustrated with the voice. I search around the table carefully with my hand for the muffin, I take a bite. "THIsi Igsh SOoi oMMMMmm OGood" I say my mouth stuffed my muffin.

"You muffin, finish what you are eating then tell me what you said, that didn't sound like English. OOOO I wonder how you say muffin in french I'll ask the fatty later," he tells me.

I swallow the bite, "I said it was the best muffin I have ever had. Like how?"

I take another bite wiping the crumbs, and melted butter away from my mouth with a napkin. Then, I feel some kiss my cheek. What just happened I said to myself. THERE WAS NO CONTEXT I AM SO CONFUSED WHAT DID I JUST MISS?

I then hear running/giggling down the halls. With a door softly closing.

"What just happened?" I say taking another bite.

A/N:

 It's been a long day guys. You have no idea. Ughhh. Anways thankyou for reading so far oh and let me know what you think of it so far?!!? OH AND go show harmonyzak some love, they recently got there story wrongly taken down! Their story contains self harm, cursing, and illegal usage, though so if that makes you uncomfortable, don't I guess. BYEE!

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