Starry Nights (DreamNotFound Omegaverse AU)

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SORRY FOR LAST CHAPTER. JUST A REMIMDER THAT NERD AND I ARE IMMATURE AF

Yo. Skephalo is part of this fanfic, deal with it. Don't like it then leave lol. Well maybe sit through it. This is the last chapter, yknow.

How long has it been?

A week?

Two?

He's lost track at this point.

The days blurred together through tear stained eyes.

Zak didn't know what came over him, leaping onto Wilbur like that. The beta looked so scared and he just hit him.

Zak's been getting threatening texts from a new number each day but recently they just stopped. His worried faded. But if the letters stopped it means the organization was taken down... Did that mean?

No.

Zak hadn't been on any socials for the past few days. His phone lay on his bedside desk, charging and being spammed with notifications from worried fans about his sudden disappearance.

He didn't care.

Badboyhalo dissapeared.

Bad. He wasn't bad. He was the sweetest person ever.

Darryl.

Zak gripped his hoodie tightly over his heart as images of his best friend flashed across his mind.

Friend.

Friend. Darryl wasn't his friend. Darryl was the light of his life. One of the few things keeping him sane in a fucked up world. Like a light however, he went out.

He's gone.

Gone. Gone. Gone.

Zak had the chance to help him and what does he do?

Get scared and run.

"I wasn't strong enough." Zak muttered as new drivers of tears began to flow.

"I ran away when faced with a choice..." Ask's voice shattered like his heart did the second he got word of Darryl's disappearance. "I ran away like a coward. All the way back home."

Suddenly, Zak's phone rang, scaring him out of his self loathing. He reached over, calloused fingers grazing the glass screen lighting up with a name that sucked the air from his lungs.

Wilbur.

×××

"C'mon, c'mon... Zak, pick up." Wilbur grumbled. The boys (and Tubbo) were realsed to go home and they grouped up at the Dream Team's apartment.

"I can call him." Sapnap suggested. George shook his head, "I can. You two are probably the last people he wants to hear from." "I could do it." Tommy suggests, glancing to Toby. "I don't have Zak's number..." Toby said shyly.

"Why don't I call him?" Darryl asked quietly. "He won't believe it's you, most likely. George had your phone." Dream said, putting a hand around George and using his free hand to run through his hair.

"This is all my fault..." Wilbur muttered, hanging his head. Darryl lifted a hand and let it rest on his friend's back. "Soot, what happened to me wasn't your fault..." Bad said almost awkwardly. This raised some suspicions.

"What exactly did happen to you, Darryl?" Dream asks. Heads turned as the phone stopped calling.

"Uh... I'll make it short. Recently I had been talking to this guy I was interested in... I invited him over for a date. I really, really liked this guy... He showed up with a few people and next thing I know I'm beaten up and in the back of a car flying 90 down the road." Darryl got the story out in one breath, before leaning back.