Together - Skephalo

Chapter 21 - Break In.

Hey guys! I felt bad about leaving everyone on a cliffhanger, so I thought I would update! This series is about to end in a few chapters, but I will be doing a sequel if anyone's interested!

WARNING(PLEASE READ IF YOU HAVE TRIGGERS!)
This chapter will have some trigger warnings, such as r*pe mentions, g*n v*ol*nce, and others. If you are not comfortable with these, I will leave a wrap-up of what happened at the end of the chapter so you know whats going on. Thanks! -M.

Zak's POV

"What the hell..." I said, still very hard.

"W-we need to go see w-what that wa-AH~!" He started to say. Our door was locked, and Im sure it was just a glass one of the guys dropped. I thrusted into him, harder and harder every time.

Goddamn..

I was at my end when we heard footsteps at our door.

I whispered "We should probably stop.. I don't think that was a glass..."

I pulled out, basically done. We cleaned up a little and got dressed when we heard banging at our door.

Wait.. Shit..

"Darryl, get your ass out here NOW."
Someone said. A panicked look went across his face.

Callahan.

"Okay, here's what we're gonna do.. I have the cops on dial, Im gonna open the window, you're gonna climb out and tell them your ex has broken into the house," I whispered to him.

"He probably has some sort of tracker on your phone, so I'll use yours to text the others that we need anything we can get to block this guy if he has a weapon. Got it?" He nodded, a tear rolling down his face. I kissed his cheek and opened the window for him. The crazy bitch was still banging at our door.

I turned off the light and started texting the group chat from the closet.
I texted the group chat.

BBH: guys, its me zak. Darryls ex is in the house. Darryl got out and is on dial with the cops. Get everything you can, heavy stuff, thick stuff, etc to block this guy out if he has a weapon.

Zelkam: WHAT?!

A6D: CETTE SALOPE STUPIDE!

Dream: Okay, me and George each have a drawer from the dresser..

Skeppy: okay guys, the cops are on their way.. Thank you, guys..

F1nn5ter: Its not a problem! Im ready, be safe guys..

BBH: okay, im gonna open the door.. I have a drawer too..

I went to the door and It sounded like I didn't need to open it. i quickly ran back to the closet, closing the door just in time. The door flew open. I hid in the closet, looking through the cracks on the door waiting for him to come closer.

I looked down at him and saw what he was holding..

He had a Gun..

"Oh Darryl... When I get you back, Im gonna make sure you wont ever be able to stand again~!" He giggled.

Perfect timing.

I opened the door and hit him on the back of his head with the drawer, and ran out of the room, slamming the door behind me. The guys were in the other hallway.

"No one move.. He has a gun.."
I whispered to them.

The door to me and Darryls room flew open and he held at open point.

"WHO THE HELL DID THAT?! COME OUT, PUSSY!" He laughed while saying that. This guy's crazy-- Batshit crazy, at that!

He heard him walking closer.

"Okay, on the count of 3 throw everything.. 1-"

"3!" He was standing right in front of us as drawers and nightstands flew at him. He toppled over, gun being knocked out of his hand.

"NO ONE TOUCH THE GUN!" I yelled. I pushed it into the kitchen with my foot as the guys held down Callahan.

He managed to get out of hold and knocked me to the ground.

"IT WAS YOU, WASN'T IT?! YOU'RE ALWAYS WITH HIM, HUH?! STAY. AWAY. FROM. WHATS. MINE!"

Punches were thrown, kicks were released, anything, you name it. The others kept trying to pull him off me but it was no use. Everything was becoming black..

I'm sorry, Darryl..

"NO! GET OFF HIM!" Someone yelled.

I was going to be knocked out if one more punch was inflicted. I was being held down by my head so I couldn't look who it wad but it sounded like..

Darryl..?

"I-IM NOT YOURS! YOU M-MISSED YOUR CHANCE!" He was crying.

"B-baby-" Callahan tried to say.

"DON'T BABY ME! I-I DON'T CARE! I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE!" I finally managed to turn my head.

He had the gun.

"W-wait.. Let's talk about this.." He said, raising a hand into the air.

"I-I-- NO!" Darryl said still locked on target.

"I bet you don't know how to use it~!" He cooed. This guy's annoying..

Then we heard a shot.

Then 2.

Then 3.

The bullets went right into his shoulder, a perfect triangle was made.

"F-Fuck.. You.." He managed to say, wrapping his arm in his shirt, which was now bloodstained.

"I-I told you I could use it.. The cops are outside." He was getting more and more teared up by the second.

Then I blacked out.