True Love || Yandere Skephalo || Discontinued

Chapter 15 - Counting Down From 10

Okay so idk if I need to put a warning or not because this mostly just shows Zak getting over the panic attack, but warning just in case.

Okay, just straight up, on to the tragedy!

-Sincerely, Your Friend, Lemon

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BBH's P.O.V.

"H-help M-Me..." I heard Zak say between loud sobs. I froze. What was happening? Was he okay?! "Z-Zak! What's going on?? Where are you!?" I asked/yelled. "H-Home..." He said before ending the call. I ran out of my house as quickly as possible. I heard my parents ask where I was going in such a rush but I didn't have time to answer. Once I had gotten to Zak's house I knocked on the door over and over.

His sister opened the door. I looked behind her and saw her mother crying as her father comforted her. She looked so worried.

'What happened here...'

"W-Where is Zak?" I asked. She let me in and pointed upstairs. I ran up the stairs as fast I could and once I got to his room I tried to open the door. But it was locked. "Z-Zak! Please unlock the door! It's me, Darryl, let me come in, please!" I said. On the other side of the door I could only here his cries. I wanted to get into that room. I HAD to get into that room!

I took a pin out of my hair, I used it to help keep my hair tidy, and I began my attempts to pick the lock. To my surprise, it worked, I unlocked the room. I opened the door and what I saw almost made me cry. Zak was on the ground shaking so badly, crying, and hyperventilating. I went and sat by him.

"Z-Zak! Wha-What happened?!" I said in a worried tone. He looked up at me. "H-Ha...." Ha? "What?" I questioned. "Hapha-hapho..." He couldn't finish his sentence. "Haphephobia??? Did something trigger your haphephobia?!" I said/asked/wHaTeVeR. He slowly nodded.

"O-Okay Zak... I- I need you to breathe... okay? Just focus on breathing properly... and.. and t-try to tell me if you h-have some sort of medication.." I said trying to keep calm. I could tell he was trying his best to breathe.

"Um.. okay.. I'm going to count down from ten.. and I need to calm down one thing at a time as I count... and just.. just listen to my voice..." I started.

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Skeppy's P.O.V.

"10...."
I started getting less dizzy.
"9....."
My body didn't hurt as bad.
"8......"
The dizziness stopped completely.
"7......"
I started shaking less.
"6......"
I stopped shaking
"5....."
My breathing slowed down.
"4......"
My body stopped hurting.
"3....."
I wasn't crying as much.
"2......"
I stopped crying.
"1......."
I started breathing normally.
"0......."
I slowly sat up.

Darryl let out a sigh of relief as I sat up.

(I got too sad to let that panic attack continue for longer-)

I looked at him with tired and tear stained eyes. "Took you long enough to get here..." I said in a very quiet and scratchy voice. "Sorry Zak." He said. I just smiled a forgiving smile. "Hey Zak...." He started. I sighed, knowing what he was about to ask. "Yeah...?" I said, pretending not to know anyway.

"What triggered your haphephobia?" He asked in a sorrowful voice. I shook my head slowly. "Nothing... it was an accident.." I replied. "Um.. th-thank you for helping me... D-Darryl..." I said embarrassed that I had to ask him for help and have a panic attack in front of him. He smiled at me. "Anything for you Zak!" He said happily. I blushed. We ended up just sitting on the floor and talking for a while. I mean, I really didn't want to move, and I really didn't want to go downstairs, and I REALLY didn't want him to leave.

After Darryl starting talking about some random story of something that happened to him I started slightly spacing out. Just really thinking about what had happened not too long ago. This wasn't really the best way to start my day. I kind of hope Darryl won't tell anyone about this.

I really hope my mom was just mad. I didn't want to hate her, and I knew she felt bad. I just hope she's still the mom to me she was before that happened. But... I was growing a little worried.

The reason my parents are busy is because my mom always has many more things to do than she should, since my dad has some medical condition, I don't know what it's called, but it hurt him in some ways. I knew he'd be okay though, he's been fine so far. But my mom has been pretty overworked, my sister has tried to help as much as she could, but mom still has a lot of things on her hands.

Suddenly I was snapped back into reality by Darryl yelling my name. I looked up at him. "Sorry Darryl, w-what were you saying?" I asked. He pointed to the door. "You should go down and see your family, I know they're worried about you." He said. I didn't really want to go down, but if it was for Darryl, I would do it.

I sighed and nodded. We slowly left the room and walked downstairs. Upon my arrival downstairs they all flooded over to me and Darryl.

"Zak, brother, are you okay?"
"Are you alright Zak??"
"Oh Zak, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to- I- I'm so sorry!"

They all talked at the same time so it was hard to process what they each said but once I did I smiled lightly. "It's fine... and I'm alright, you don't have to worry about me, really." I said with a smile.

Now throughout what you've read in this story I haven't really been the harshest but that's because the author, Lemon, is too easily guilt tripped and feels bad for like.. ever, and they can't talk about someone who is "savage" as some say, while in that person's perspective, but long story short, I'm pretty chill, and nice, but like, I'm just one of those people who just loves to troll, simple as that, I'm not the nicest obviously, but hey, at least I'm nicer than some people.

Anyway the point of this was, the only people who really see me this calm and "kindhearted" (I guess) often are my family and Darryl, but that's about it. Maybe Vincent too.

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Okay yeah, I'm down now.. haha, sorry it's not that long! Anyway, hope you enjoyed this chapter that I kind of only made to stalk time and provide a small amount of information!