Desired Reality [Skephalo]

Chapter 10

Tw: mentions of self harm

Oh my goodness.

Out of all the things that could've happened, Bad wasn't expecting...this! Jef was looking at him worriedly, he moved closer to him. Bad needed to think, he needed an excuse.

'Think, think, think...'

"Good?" Jef placed his hands on Bad's shoulders. "It's alright."

Bad blinked a few times, he didn't know what to say or do in a situation like this.

"Good, I know what kind of person you are...and I know how you can get. I won't question you. Even though I'm really really worried, I won't push you to talk about something you're not comfortable with."

Jef smiled lovingly.

"Just know I'll always be here if you wanna talk."

Bad shifted uncomfortably, this wasn't the reaction he was expecting.

"I don't wanna talk about it..." Bad said. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't tell him the truth. He couldn't talk about how he cut because his friend made him sad, trusted someone he barely knew and literally switched realities instead of talking to his best friend!

Selfish.

A sudden wave of guilt washed over him. He felt horrible. He knew that he had control over his actions, he knew that Skeppy would listen if they just talked...yet he chose to run away.

He wanted to leave...no, he needed to leave. It didn't matter when or how, he needed to talk to Good. He needed to return no matter what.

"Good, Good are you okay?!"

Jef's worried tone made him snap out of it.

"Good, focus on me! E—everything's fine...just try and focus on me."

Did he just have a panic attack?

Oh god, he's so cute...

What.

"I'm fine." He said, bringing his hands up to his face.

Why was he blushing?

-

After minutes of Jef asking he was really okay, they got out of the alleyway. They were going somewhere, Bad didn't know where. He was just following Jef, who wasn't even looking where he was going. From what Bad could see, Jef seemed to be scrolling through twitter.

Suddenly, he scowled.

Just a few seconds later, Bad got a notification. He then realized that he had never checked twitter until this point. He quickly opened the app to see what Jef had tweeted.

Jef @jefextra
Stop making fun of my best friend :((

Jef was replying to some guy complaining about how terribly Good played in Nightmare's last manhunt. Bad couldn't help but smile a little.

How would Good reply?

Bad thought about it for a moment, he immediately got an idea. It was a harsh one and Bad would surely feel terrible about it afterwards. He sighed as he clicked tweet.

Goodboyhalo @goodboyhalo
Who said I was your best friend?

Yep, he felt terrible. As soon as Bad heard a ding noise come from Jef's phone, he anxiously glanced at him. A few seconds passed.

"Good!" Jef whined.

Bad couldn't help but laugh a little, Jef pouted.

"I was just trying to help you!"