Blood Soaking In The Eyes Of A Halo [Skephalo Fanfic]

Chapter 2 : Skeppy's Fear

      
Skeppy
        Skeppy drove, tapping on the wheel frightfully. Meeting Bad would be so much more exciting if he knew what was going on. Though he wasn't positive what, it probably was that Bad had something. His easy thoughts came to Bulimia or Anorexia. He shivered at the thought about poor Bad. That his poor always go lucky friend actually couldn't eat or that whatever he ate quickly came up right afterwards.

         He tried to call Dream but failed and instead stuck with voice mail. "Hey Dream! Make sure you tell George and Sapnap this but I think something is up with Bad and I'm going to go check on him. Something to do with apologies and fearing me yelling at him about it. He wouldn't tell me what was going on but rather see it myself. Not sure if that's bad or good but I'm hoping it's not too much of a big deal." He allowed him to exit knowing it would be left for Dream when he saw it after an adventure of enjoying George's visit, phoneless.

          He was beginning to wish he could drag Dream along, he seemed to be the type to know how to help him. Though this was in the hands of Zak and he took it deeply. He usually kept calling himself Skeppy just because he became so used to it. Having the YouTube name heard on a daily basis let the name fall into who he was.

           He quickly got a call back from Dream. "What's wrong with Bad?" He asked and Skeppy paused. "I don't actually know but he seems scared about bringing it up. Like he's doing the worst crime in the world possible." Skeppy told his faceless friend. "What did he exactly say?" He asked. " 'I'm not in the mood for anything with others but what's in my bathroom'. 'I'm sorry Skeppy' and 'you can't yell at me.' are the most worrisome statements in our quick conversation. Take note, he cried half way through our conversation." Skeppy told chunks of the conversation.

         Dream repeated the statements to George asking if when he was doing you know what that he'd say. "Do you know- oh....ummm yeah I guess. Did the person who said this ask for help. Dream asked Skeppy who said yes and Dream repeated. "Well... They sound like yeah they're doing it but.. either badly and want to let it off there chest or it's not bad yet, just the arms. Who said that stuff?" George asked.

          "Skeppy I don't think you have any idea what you're stepping in at Bad's." Dream told Skeppy. "BAD!! OMG." George yelled, sounding muffled at the end. "What is he doing? What is Bad doing to himself!!" Skeppy yelled through the phone. "All you need to know is have an open mind and NO FUCKING MEMES!" Dream told him to hang up. Fuck what did I just get myself into! Skeppy asked himself, gently speeding up so the nightmare drive could end.