⚠️ TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ This fan fiction has mentions of suicide and suicide attempt(s). It has mentions/circumstances with blood, knives, poison, guns, car crashes, and ropes. If you are sensitive with reading about these subjects or having it described to you, do not read it. If you decide to read it and then start to feel uncomfortable with the things being described, STOP READING IT. There are more Skephalo fluffs out there that will leave you feeling better than this one did. If you have the thoughts that Zak has, get help IMMEDIATELY. TALK TO SOMEONE. DO NOT HESITATE. You need to get help, because trust me, every single one of you matters. You matter so damn much in this world. It may not seem like it, but you do. DO NOT DO THE STUFF THAT ZAK DOES IN HERE. THERE IS ALWAYS SOMEONE WILLING TO HELP YOU. ---- Nobody likes me. Nobody wants me around. Everybody would be okay if I died. Nothing would change. Nobody loves me. He'll be better off without me.. ---- Zak has never felt loved. He has never let his guard down, because he's always afraid of somebody stabbing him in the back. The only happy thing in Zak's life is Darryl. Zak loves nobody but Darryl. And when Darryl tells Zak something really big.. That's when he breaks.