"Bad! I need to tell you something! And I know you might hate me for this but I just have to get it off my chest! Darryl, I- I lik-" Before he could finish Zak felt an intense strike to his heart. He clutched onto Darryl tightly before letting out a silent gasp and collapsing to the ground. Darryl caught him before he hit the floor. "ZAK!" Darryl watched in horror as blood and petals started gushing out his mouth and flowers quickly appeared on his skin.
"SOMEBODY CALL THE AMBULANCE NOW!!" Darryl was frantic, confused, and scared of what was happening. His best friend was practically limp and dead in his arms. Zak was just barely holding on to consciousness as he saw his distressed friend. He reached his hand out and placed it on Darryl's cheek to get his attention. He coughed up some blood almost drowning in it.
"Darryl", He gasp, gargling his already strained and quiet voice, "I'm sorry it happened this way... and I'm afraid I may be too late but I love you... more than a friend.. more than anything. I should have just told-"
He was stopped by lips pressing passionately but gently against his own. "Why didn't you tell me before! Of course, I love you too muffinhead!" Darryl cried. Just then the roses and petals started to glow a vivid gold before float up into the air and disappearing. When Darryl looked down from the sight he hoped that that meant that whatever was happening was over, that Zak was ok, but when he saw Zak his heart sank. Blood still gushed out his mouth and Zak saw as his vision started to go black. Zak let out a single laugh as a small tear ran down his cheek, "I guess I was just too selfish," and he went completely limp in Darryl's arms.
"Zak? Skeppy? Please, Zak, don't do this to me! Don't leave me! Open your eyes! Please! Geppy!" He was crying hysterically. Finally, the ambulance came and took Zak away. Darryl reached out crying as they pulled Zak out of his grasp. He didn't want him to go he wanted to be with him, hold him again, and protect him. Once they were gone he ran in his car to follow them.
Darryl Pov
It's been four days since the incident. Zak was in an induced coma ever since and I refused to leave his side. He was connected to wires and a heart monitor beeped continuously. Although it was annoying I was always happy to hear it knowing that he was still alive.
Once we got here I called his sister right away, she brought her family and I told them everything. They would come by every now and then bringing flowers and 'get well' stuff. They were worried not only for Zak but for me as well because I have not slept and barely ate these past days and I've only left my spot to shower at home and to go get flowers for Zak and grab the flower crown he made for me which was withering rather quickly. They told me Zak wouldn't want me to be like this, but what do they want me to do? I can't just leave him. What if he wakes up and there's no one there? I can't leave him! I just can't.
I told them I was fine so they can get off my case after all I'm not who they should be worried about. They don't even know me. Though it has gotten to the point where the nurses had to force me to eat... and I am exhausted- Not the point!
I try not to think about it much but my mind keeps leading me to wonder why he would keep this so long when his life was at risk, and whether or not we could ever be a thing, or something could go wrong and I can lose him forever. I couldn't bear the thought.
I already notified all our online friends and my roommate about what's been happening, them responding with countless amounts of concern and sympathy, and I already warned Twitter that there will be a longer break for me and Skeppy for personal reasons. I sat there looking at his sleeping body, holding his hand, and rubbing my thumb gently against his knuckles, a few tears cascaded down my face. There was nothing else I could do but wait.
Time skip
Two more days have passed. The flower crown has completely withered which made me sad as I had to throw it away. Doctors and nurses came in and out as they were getting ready to start getting Skeppy out of the coma. I remember on the first couple of days he was here they whispered and gossiped to each other about how they were surprised that he was still alive and that he probably wouldn't make it. I thought it was inappropriate and it made me feel extremely bitter.
I was excited for the news that he should be waking up soon and called Zoey. She came with her mom and dad again and they all sat with me as they waited for Zak to finally wake up.
We chatted with each other for a while, maybe an hour or so, as I held onto Zak's hand desperately. His family is very nice and lovely to talk to. Zoey gasp loudly and pointed drawing our attention to Zak. Zak's hand twitched before clenching and we all jolted out of our seats and watched as he started to wake. When he finally opened his eyes his sister and I exclaimed his name in sync. We could see that he was confused about where he was and once he realized he was in the hospital he tried to sit up and his father helped him.
He then looked around to who he was with and when his eyes lock with mine he became more alive and threw his arms around my neck and pulled me in. I grabbed his side and the bed for support so I wouldn't fall. He held onto me tight and wailed continuous apologies. I was crying before but now my eyes felt like faucets. Through my sobs, I told him it was ok and that I love him so much, and everything will end up fine.
He pulled away from the embrace and kissed me. I was surprised at first, butterflies swarming my guts, and I kissed back. It was sweet and filled with so much love. I wanted to kiss him forever but sadly we ran out of breath and we parted. "I love you too you baldy." We started cry-laughing until we remembered Zak's family was still there. We both looked at them as they stood there smiling at us and Zoey having a very cheeky grin. We looked away embarrassed as they chuckled. "Where's the love for us?" His mom asked with her arms out. She stepped closer and hugged him. She plants kisses on his head before pulling away and saying, "You know we were worried about you too." as she wiped away some tears.
Zoey stepped up and hugged him and then smacked him gently on the shoulder scolding him for making her worry and being so stupid. Then his father tried to crack jokes but you could tell he was having a hard time.
We called the doctors in so they check on him. They told us that he should stay one or too more days here to see if he's stable enough to leave. We talked for hours and Zak caught up with his family. I kept shyly trying to hold his hand and when he noticed he would intangle them and give me such a precious smile. Everytime it makes my heart pound.
I didn't know what we were but I knew I couldn't live without it. Eventually his family left and it was just me and him. We talked for so long. Argued, laughed, teased, kissed. We stared at each other for a while 'til Zak's eyes sadden. He reached his hand out and touched my face, rubbing his thumb under my eyes. "Have you been sleeping Bad?" He asked. An anxious feeling over took me as I placed my hand over his and looked away.
I can only imagine how tired I may look, I can feel it too, I lacked complete care for myself ever since that day. "No..." I mumbled, "I did have a small nap yesterday though." as if that would make it better. He furrowed his brows, "How long have I been here?" He asked. "Six days."
His eyes widen and he pulled my face to look at him. "You haven't slept in Six days?!" I looked at my feet. "Why on earth would you do that?"
"I-I wanted to make sure you were ok.." tears pricking at the corner of my eyes. He wiped my tears and said, "Darryl, you care too much." That caught me off guard.
"I care too much? Zak you lied to me! I watched you slowly die without knowing for 3 weeks and I literally watched as you were dying in my arms and you think I care too much?!" I cried.
"What no! I didn't mean it like that Bad, I mean you worry so much you forget how important you are to take care of too. I'm sorry I put you through all that but I still care about you too. You shouldn't be straining yourself so much. Come here," He pats the bed and scotches over , "Can you try and get some sleep? It's getting late anyways and I'm tired too."
"What if something happens?" I asked as I sat on the bed. He smiled and pulled me down, "That's what the doctors are for, and we're fine." He wrapped his arms around my waist and planted a kiss on my forehead before closing his eyes. I was filled with pure euphoria but I had a question and didn't think I couldn't sleep without an answer.
"Zak?"
"hm?"
"W-what are we?"
He opened his eyes and looked at me for a bit before saying anything.
"What do you want us to be?"
It took me a bit to answer and when I did I was embarrassed and spoke sheepishly.
"C-can we be...lovers?"
He smiled and pulled me closer, "Then that is what we'll be, Bad Boy."
I buried my flustered face into his shoulder and mumbled, "I love you so much you raggamuffin."
"I love you too baldy."
"Ugh, nevermind I hate you."
We both laughed. "Night, Bad."
"Goodnight, Skeppy."
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this is not the end yet. I think imma have one more chapter. then ill go back and fix any errors i made. I feel like i keep saying this but that you guys for all the support and being so patient it means the world to me. i hope you keep enjoying the book.