♡Skephalo Oneshots♡

"You left your stream on.."

Warning. This is sad. Talks about self harm and panic attacks if you are sensitive with this or dont like this topic, please scroll. But also at the end I would like you to please read my A/N its important❤

Skeppy= Zak
A6d = Vincent
Badboyhalo = Darryl

Bad Pov.

'Baldboyhalo👨‍🦲' read the donation on my stream. It wasnt a surprising thing to see, I've seen it atleast 80 times this stream if not 100. Not counting the other memes. I laugh it off and try to continue my stream in peace. Then suddenly a whole spam of memes come in at once. 'BALDBOYHALO🤡' '14 14 14' '🔰🔰🔰🔰' and it wasnt helping that A6d and Skeppy kept saying memes aswell. I try to ignore them once again but it was hard. I see so many of them and try to hold back tears and laugh nervously. I was so focused on the memes running over my screen that I accidentally fell off I giant beam I was running on with Skeppy. When he noticed I fell and died he burst out laugh "Bad you idiot" he laughs harder. Ouch. "I am not an idiot you Muffin Head!" I exclaim back. "Yes you are how did you just walk off the edge like that? Are you blind" I laugh it off, again ignoring and pushing down my pain. I've gotten used to this. Everytime I stream or make a mistake, no matter what happens, people always have a way to insult me or make fun of me. Having to get off stream earlier then I want to so I don't cry. Its normal. After a bit longer of playing, insults, and memes, I decide to get off. "Hey I think I'm gonna go..I'm tired" I lie, coming up with an excuse to get off. "Okay Bye Baldboyhalo" Skeppy laughs along with A6d. "bye.." I mumble then click off of minecraft and left team speak. I get a little ding from my phone and look down at it, it was a notification from Twitter. I click on it and it's a meme. Of course. "Fan" art of me bald, that says 'Baldboyhalo😂" "I'm so done." I say to myself. I get up from my chair and sit on my bed. I decide to maybe scroll though Twitter because it might cheer me up. But of course, it was just memes and other insults. I turn my phone off and just stare at the black screen for a minute. Then, I start to sob. Horrible non stop sobbing into my knees. 'Why are my fans like this? I thought they were fans. And my friends? What about them?' I get up and look into my drawer, looking for something specific. I then pull out the small, sharp blade and smile. I pull up my sleeve and walk back over to my bed. I sit down and look at the bandages on my wrist from previous cuts. I start to pull them off, and then I wipe the almost dry blood off with a paper towel. Good, now I have no blood to get in my way. Then i put the sharp blade in my skin and smile. "This is what they wanted, isn't it?"

Skeppy Pov.

"bye.." Bad says quietly before leaving the game and team speak. "What's gotten into him?" I ask A6d. "Beats me" he responds. I shrug and continue to mine in my cave.
*5- 10 minutes later*

*Buzz*
*Buzz*
*Buzz*
*Buzz*
*Buzz*

My phone goes off over and over and I finally get annoyed and turn it on. I look at my notifications and I have a lot of Dms on Instagram and a lot of people tweeting me. I click on the first one, a Instagram Dm and read it.

SkeppyFanGirl5828: Go to Bads stream.
                                  Skeppy: wgy
Skeppyfangirl5828: Its important please trust me Skeppy.
                               Skeppy: I thouft he enned hia stram
Skeppyfangirl5828: So did he

"What?" I mumble to myself. "Did you say something?" A6d asks, making me jump. "No sorry...um hey I'll be right back" I say "Wh-" be started but I left to fast. I go to YouTube and sure enough, Bad is live. 'I thought he said he was going to end it' I click on it and stare for a second. It was very dark and quite but my eyes adjust to see past the darkness, and when I saw what was happening. My heart dropped. Darryl. My happy, sweet, kind Darryl, was cutting his wrists with a sharp blade, sobbing his eyes out. I scramble to get my phone my from my pocket. I dial his number and it starts to ring. I look up at my computer screen and from the the live, Darryls phone screen turns of. He looks down at his phone and panic appears on his face. "What does he need?" He says. He stands up and walk out of the room, leaving his phone. I thought that he wasnt coming back, but around my 5 minutes later, he comes back with fresh bandages and pulls his sleeves down. He then sits on his bed and grabs his phone and turns it on. He clicks on a few things the brings his phone up to his ear. Within a few seconds I hear his phone start to ring, he grabs it quickly and answers. "Hi!" Bad exclaims, with fake excitment. "Darryl." I say. "Uhh..what? Did I do something wrong?" Darryl responds. "Why would you do that to yourself Darryl?" I ask, Darryl having a confused look on his face. "Huh?" "Your wrists. YOUR GOSH DAMN WRISTS DARRYL!" I yell, causing bad to flinch, then his face going white as a ghost. "I- I dont know what your talking about" Darryl laughs nervously. "Darryl dont lie to me. I know what your doing to yourself.....Darryl..you left your stream on..." At that Darryls face falls to a complete horror and looks at his computer. He throws his phone to his bed and rushes over to his computer and turns off the screen.

~3rd person~

Darryl starts hyperventilating and he cant breath. They all saw him. Everything. He stumbles back to his bed and falls onto it. He cant breath, he clutches onto his hair tightly. "Darryl!" Exclaims a voice from inside the phone. Zak. Darryl picks up the phone tries to speak but he cant. "Darryl..I need you to listen to me. Put me on speaker and listen to me." Zak says in a soothing voice trying to calm his friend down. Zak knows of Darryls past of having panic attacks during these kind of situations. Darryl obeys Zak and turns on speaker. "Darryl..deep breaths, calm down for me. Its okay..its all going to be alright." Darryl slowly starts to calm down at the sound of his friends soothing voice. "Hey Darryl..I think I'll take that extra room, you need someone there with you." Zak says to his friend. "I'd like that." Darryl laughed softly. "Hey I'm sorry about.....everything. The memes, the names, everything Darryl." Zak apologizes, genuinely feeling bad, how could he not? He made his bestfriend cut his wrists. "Its okay..we'll work everything out" And to that. Both boys fall asleep to the sound of each others voices.

*Meanwhile with A6d*

"SKEPPY I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WERE COMING BACKKKK"

A/N: Hey guys. Sad chapter I know. But this chapter was mainly made to spread awareness of this kind of stuff. You never know what's going on in someone else's life. Known them for 10 years or 1, they will always keep some stuff from you. So just remember, please dont be so quick to judge. Also stop the memes I dont think Bad really likes them❤