Ardor ~ Skephalo Angst

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Trigger warnings: Kidnapping, Violence, Murder 

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"You made me feel special..."

The sunlight filling Darryl's room caused him to wake up. He slowly opened his eyes and wondered what time it was. He reached for his phone, but felt an awful pain in his arm and brought it back down. He looked at it to see it completely covered with a bandage. He was confused. He lightly touched it, but it sent a stinging pain up his arm and he flinched. He sat up, and wondered for a minute, trying to remember. But then, it hit him like a pile of bricks. He remembered the texts, the cutting, and Zak cleaning his arms...ow...

He got up and headed for the kitchen. When he saw Zak, he Instantly felt relieved. Zak was standing at the stove, cooking breakfast. It smelled delicious, and Darryl was shocked at how well the other could cook. Once Zak saw him, his face lit up with excitement. He came over and gave Darryl a hug, before quickly giving him a kiss. They stay in the hug for a while, enjoying each other's embrace.

Darryl felt his shoulder getting soaked and became confused. He pulled away from the hug and saw Zak crying. "H-hey what's wrong?" He asked. Zak shook his head. "I..it's just..I'm so happy you're okay. You scared me so badly last night...i-i thought I was gonna lose you. I love you so much. I never wanna lose you." He sobbed harder. Darryl gave him another hug. "Oh... I'm sorry for scaring you. I won't do it again. I promise." He hugged Zak closely, feeling bad for scaring him so much. He lightly rubbed his back and tried his hardest to calm him down.

Once they pulled away, Zak gave him a small smile. They both shared a small kiss before they smelled something like... smoke? They both turned around to see smoke coming from the stove. "Oh my goodness, look!" Darryl said as Zak quickly extinguished the flames. He looked back at Darryl and began to laugh. Darryl joined in as both shared a happy moment.

"I refuse to believe you're gone... "

"Hey, could you go to the store to pick up some stuff? I have to record a video." Zak asked. Of course, Darryl said yes and left to his room once he finished eating. He got dressed and returned to the living room to find Zak sitting on the couch. There was an awkward silence for a minute before Darryl said "I'm gonna go now..."

Zak looked up from his phone and smiled. He stood up and wrapped an arm around the other boy's waist, pulling him close. He ran his fingers through his hair before bringing their lips together. Once they pulled away, Zak cupped the other boy's face in his hands. "Stay safe, okay?" He said, looking in Darryl's eyes. Darryl nodded. "Of course. I'll be back soon. I love you" He smiled. He heard an "I love you too" before walking out the door.

"Why did you leave me?..."

Darryl was at the store humming the words to his favorite song. He was looking back and forth from a list and a shelf trying to find the correct product. His concentration was shattered when he felt a cold hand go over his mouth, causing him to drop the list. Fear instantly filled him. He tried to get out of this person's grip but instead felt a sharp object pressed against his neck. He Instantly stopped. He then heard a voice right next to his ear, causing chills to run up and down his spine. "We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. The easy way: you do as I say, and nobody gets hurt. Hard way: resist me, and I won't hesitate to drive this knife directly into your pretty little neck." The voice was cold and filled with anger. Its french accent gave it away as belonging to Vincent. (hello everyone, I am currently proofreading and holy cow that was unnecessarily kinky-) 

Darryl was filled with fear. He couldn't die. He had to go home to Zak. So he put everything down as Vincent smiled. He took the knife, which was now seen to be a pocket knife, off of Darryl's neck, and instead took his hand, causing Darryl to cringe. Vincent led him out of the store and into his car. Once they were both in, Vincent suddenly brings the small knife up to Darryl's throat again. "Stay quiet, or you're dead." He said. Darryl was on the verge of tears at this point. He was so scared. He had no choice but to nod, as he was being led to nothing but his possible death.