Zak Pov:
Darryl tightened his grip on me as the footsteps got closer and closer.
Then the person spoke.
"I know someone is in here," they stated, "I saw that the window was opened, and since the door was barricaded that was a dead give-away!" They said, that same exact dutch voice ringing through my ears.
It's Fundy.
"Now, you guys could not be in here. And maybe I'm just talking to myself... but... could you guys be in... HERE?!" Fundy said as he quickly opened the side of the cabinet that neither of me or Darryl were on.
I held my breath as the shining light of the washroom stung my eyes for a few seconds, silence in the air. Darryl and I also made sure that our feet weren't visible to him.
"Guess I was wrong.. that's embarrassing!" Fundy said as he slammed the cabinet door shut which made me flinch slightly, and started walking away.
Me and Darryl sighed in unison as we heard my bedroom door slam as well.
But we didn't say anything, we made sure that he was gone before we did.
After what felt like half an hour Daryl finally whispered, "are you okay?"
I realized that we were still in that awkward position so I moved away from him. "Yeah, I'm fine," I responded in a whisper.
I opened the cabinet, and noticed that my bedroom was trashed.
Minecraft posters were on the ground, clothes from my closet were scattered, my bean bag chairs were flown, and one was ripped open.
"He really put a toll on this room.." I whispered as I crawled out of the cabinet.
I was immediately hit with cold air when I stepped into my bedroom since I had left the window wide open earlier.
I shivered and walked over to the ripped bean bag chair, little beads everywhere.
I kicked some of them and sighed while turning around to see Darryl standing there.
"I'm sorry this happened," he said calmly.
"It's not your fault, don't apologize," I said and walked over to give him a hug.
He hugged back immediately and soon the cold didn't really get to me anymore.
"I'll always be there for you," Darryl whispered into my ear.
I felt my eyes tear up and I responded while digging my face into his chest "I know.."
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Darryl Pov:
After everything I helped Zak clean up his room and we ended up just throwing the bean bag chair out.
I went home at about 1am last night, and ended up getting four hours of sleep since I had school in the morning.
I got up in the morning and headed straight to Zak's house after getting ready. I told him that I would be there for him, and I will be.
I knocked on his front door and he opened while holding onto his crutches.
He didn't look too good, though. He had bags under his eyes which made me sad. But the big smile on his face told me that he wasn't giving up just yet.
"Darryl!" Zak yelled as he tried to walk over to me, forgetting that he was holding crutches "woah-" I caught him just before he hit the ground.
"Be careful you muffin! You have to get used to the crutches, you can't just walk around the school limping and in pain! Here, I'll help," I said as I held him up straight and fastened his crutches so that he could hold them comfortably. "There!"
He smiled once more at me and then checked the time. "Oh! We got to go, Darryl!"
I helped him walk off of his front porch and shut the door then I helped him walk to school.
I wish I had a car or something, then I would be able to drive him, but I don't.
We made it to school quicker than I thought I would though, and we had some fun talking together.
But then the bell rang for advisory.
"Hey, where's your class Zak?!" I asked over the crowd of moving kids.
"In that direction!" Zak responded while pointing in a direction that was opposite from the direction of my advisory class.
"I'll walk you!"
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I walked Zak to his advisory class which took longer than expected, that by the time the late bell rang I was still walking through the hallway to my classroom.
"Oh muffins-" I said as I hurried up my pace to make it to my class.
I opened the classroom door and walked inside, the teacher giving me a glare.
"You're late Mr. Noveschosch," she said sternly, "why?"
"I'm sorry ma'am, I was walking my friend who is currently on crutches to his class, I won't be late again, I promise."
"That's totally fine dear," she said as her face softened "I love a helper! You won't be marked tardy, go take a seat."
I have never been late to this class before so I didn't know how to react, I just did as told and sat down.
But the whole class I just worried about Zak. And in the next, and the next, and at lunch since I couldn't find him, and the next class, and even in my last class.
So that's why the second the bell rang for school to be over I bolted out the classroom door and searched the whole campus for Zak.
The commons, the hallways, the gym, even the janitors closet. But I couldn't find him anywhere. There was only one place left, the washrooms.
So I checked the upstairs washroom, then the downstairs washroom, then finally the commons washroom.
When I walked into the washroom I didn't see anything at first, so I started to check the stalls like I did in the other washrooms.
1; nothing.
2; nothing.
3; nothing.
4; nothing.
Then there was five. I walked up to five and when I tried to open it, it was locked. I didn't have any time to spare since school had already ended about 20 minutes ago and they were sure to find out I was still here soon. So I banged on the door.
I banged on the washroom stall for a good minute, but the response was only silence, so I stopped. And I quietly put my ear to the door. Only to hear slow, quiet breathing coming from the other side.
"Zak..?" I asked quietly, that's when the breathing stopped.
And it went silent again. Completely and utterly silent. The silence is so loud.
"Zak are you in there?" I asked.
Again, silence.
I peeked under the stall door and saw someone laying on the floor, someone who looked like Zak.
"Zak, I'm coming in there!"
I slid under the stall even though the floor was disgusting, and I made it to the other side of the door, where Zak was.
There he was.
But...
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HEY SISTERS! ๐คชโ๏ธ
Lmao sorry- this chapter actually took me a week since I was so not motivated but I finally finished! So yeah, have a good day/night! Love you, you little ducklings!
Word count is 1193
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