Room 357 / Currently rewriting

Chapter 4

enjoy the chapter! It's sad.

I'm so sorry-

OH TW!! mentions of suicide. There are details so please please don't read if that triggers you.

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About a week passed since the basketball game and skeppy has become very distant all of the sudden.

It worried me since he hasn't texted me, showed up at school, or even posted on instagram in a week. As if he'd just... dissappeared?

Of course I knew he hadn't dissappeared, that's ridiculous.

"Its fine... he just has some stuff going on in his life right now. It's none of my business" I said to rat, in which she just licked my hand.

"I hope..."

Skeppy's POV~

I sat in my bathroom with my knees pulled to my chest.

My eyes were tired and puffy from crying again.

It's been like this for a couple days now. When the police left, I couldn't even gain the strength to make it all they way to my bed.

I haven't eaten, slept or even left the bathroom for almost three days. I just feel...

Sick.

My mom... killed herself. Five days ago.

I found her body in the living room when I got back from the basketball game...

There was blood everywhere...

There still is. Again, I haven't left the bathroom since the police left.

Just then I got a phone call.

I thought it was the school again so I just ignored it and let it go to voice mail.

Except it wasn't.

"Hey Zak! Uh I thought I'd try calling you. You haven't been to school in a while so I-i thought you'd need to know the homework or something. Call me when you can!" Daryls voice said nervously through the phone.

I took a deep breath and slowly reached for my phone.

And decided to call him back.

He answered after two rings.

"Zak! Are you okay?" Daryl asked in a worried tone.

"I'm fine"

I haven't spoken in a while and all this crying and vomiting I've been doing has made my voice hoarse so even I was surprised by it.

"What... are you sure?" Daryl asked quietly.

I just hummed in response.

"Well do you want me to come over so we could work on the homew-"

"No! Please Daryl I'm fine" I said panicked.

There was a silence before he hung up.

Fuck. Hes gonna come now. And see the blood.

I stood up with hazy vision. I was dizzy too because of the lack of food and sleep.

But somehow I stumbled down the long hallway to the living room.

It wasn't as red as I remembered but there was still dry blood everywhere.

It stilled smelled so terrible.

Why didn't they clean it.

Badboyhalo's POV~

When I finally got to Zaks house, I quickly parked and turned off my car before getting out and running up to the door.