True Love || Yandere Skephalo || Discontinued

Chapter 18 - The Nightmare

-Cough- Idk what to say here- Lol I know what chapter I'm putting the first death but I also know other things I want to put before it so I made a slope of how much information will be added per chapter up until the first death. Maths 👌✨

-Sincerely, Your Friend, Lemon

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Skeppy P.O.V.

Even after we got home the bad feeling just wouldn't go away. And it got worse every time I heard my dad cough. We did end up ordering him something to eat at home, he enjoyed it, but he was sad he couldn't eat with us.

By the time we got home I had a few things to process. So I went upstairs and laid down. I started to just space out but in the middle of that my dog came into my room and laid on my bed next to me. I smiled at my dog and then turned onto my side and took out my phone.

I started scrolling through my gallery. Before I moved here I didn't have much of anything in there. But after I moved and I made friends with so many people now I have a lot. It's nice to actually have friends for once. All thanks to Vincent, I guess.

Randomly my stomach started to ache, and my head began to hurt as well. I didn't know why. But this didn't really feel all that painful. It felt more like.. a sick feeling... like a sick gut feeling. And the more I had this bad gut feeling the more my head began to hurt. I stumbled downstairs.

My mom looked at me worried. "Zak are you alright?" She asked. I nodded. "Yeah.. just stomach pain causing head pain.." I replied. She looked around the cabinets. "Sorry hun, but all we have is Alka Seltzer." She said with a sorrowful look. "Good enough... get me a cup of water please.." I said as I sat down in a chair. She nodded and got a cup, filled it with water, plopped the alka seltzer in, and then set it in front of me.

I let it finish dissolving before I decided to drink it. It didn't work immediately, but we'll see if my stomach feels better later, because I'm pretty sure that's what the headache was coming from. It started with a stomach ache.

I don't know what good alka seltzer would do though. It is supposed to be just for stomach problems, so I don't think it will be much of any help, but whatever.

I went back upstairs and sat down on my bed. 'Ugh... I don't even know what to do......' I thought as I laid back. What really was there to do? There wasn't much when you think about it. There was okay in my phone, talk to people, play with my dog, go outside, or play video games. All of which seemed too boring to do at the moment. (Honestly, same bro, same.) I decided I might as well just go to sleep. Who knows? Maybe I'll have a nice dream.

A nice dream.

A nice dream.

No.

This was not a nice dream.

This was a bad dream.

This was a nightmare.

(GUYS HOLD UP I JUST HEARD A GIRL SCREAM A SCREAM OF PAIN OUTSIDE MY WINDOW- IF I SEE A DEAD BODY THERE TOMORROW IMA HAVE A PROPER HEART ATTACK-)

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I open my eyes to see that I was in some weird looking room. The room was empty. Completely. The walls were dull and white. The floor, the exact same. There was no way out. It was so quiet. So cold. It could drive anyone insane. I tried to move around but quickly realized I couldn't. I was in a straitjacket. I could move my legs, but not my arms.

I felt so confined. So trapped. I hated it with every inch of my body. I stood up, using only my legs, and began to walk to the front of the room, which now had a big metal door. "Hello? Is anyone there? Please help me, I don't know why I'm here." I said in a sad voice. Why did I sound so sad? I wasn't sad, more confused than anything. I heard a muffled voice on the other end. "What?" I asked, not understand what was said.

"I said to be quiet." The person on the other end said. They sounded familiar. Suddenly I heard someone run through the hall. It sounded as though they jumped into the persons arms, and the two laughed. Suddenly I could see them. There was a glass pane instead of a metal door now. The person that was originally there was Nick. The other was Darryl.

Why do they look so happy? Why is Nick holding him? It made my stomach twist. Darryl kissed his cheek and walked away. Then I wasn't in the room. I was in a different room. It was gray, and had black and white furniture. Nick was sleeping on the white couch. I wasn't in the straitjacket anymore. I had something. Something in my hand.

A knife.

Why did I have a knife? I wasn't going to hurt him. No, I haven't fallen that far. I was still sane. I couldn't let myself do this. But my body moved without my command.

It was dark. It was scary. It was bloody. Nick was dead. I was covered in blood. I was horrified.

"How could I do this?"

"I'm going to rot in hell for this."

"Darryl will hate me."

"I don't want to do this."

"I don't want to kill him."

Then I wasn't in the room. I wasn't covered in blood. Nick wasn't there. I was in a hospital room. My dad was laying in the bed. My mother and sister sitting in chairs on one side, me standing on the other. The heart monitor was all I could hear.

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Suddenly only one sound echoed through my head as tears fell down my face. My mother cried and my sister screamed while crying as well. The heart monitor flatlined.

"Dad..?"

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I shot upwards in bed. My breathing was quick and I was sweating, with tears falling down my face as well. I took in my surrounding. I was in bed. At home. Dad was fine. He was okay. Nick was alive. Everything was okay. I sighed and laid back down.

"I hope I never have that dream again."

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Ack- I finished- lol- I didn't mean for this chapter to turn out like this. But it did. So- lol. Anyway, how you liked the chapter! Sorry if it's late, I've lost track of whether it is or isn't, my update schedule is very messed up. Lol.