Zak POV

Somethings are better left unsaid.

That's all I can say.

"You need to open up to us."

Ha.

I haven't done that in a long time and I'm not planning to do that any time soon.

I may have told Darryl some stuff. But that's just the beginning.

"Zak, tell us what your dad did." Darryl said. I stared blankly at him, did he actually expect me to answer that? If he does then he's crazy.

"If you don't talk we're going to have to send you to a therapist." Vincent said. I stiffened, there no way I am going to a therapist. All they do is just sit in a chair and stare at you with fake sympathy.

Then they write things down and they say you need like 1000 different prescriptions. After that they say you're all better and tell you to leave. They don't help. They don't do anything.

"He doesn't need a therapist, he needs to go to a mental institution."

I flew to my feet and glared at Dave.

"What did you just say?" I snapped. He put his hands up and backed away slightly, "I didn't mean anything by it."

"What the fuck do you mean, 'you never meant anything by it'?"

Darryl now stood up, "Okay first off, Zak language! Second, Dave if you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all."

Dave nodded and sat down slowly, but I stayed standing. He can't just say that. That's not how things work.

"Sit dow-" Darryl started.

"Get out." I muttered, still glaring at Dave.

He didn't move.

"Get out right now." I repeated. He still didn't move, "I said get out!" I yelled.

He flinched but stood up and walked to the door. Right before he walked out he mumbled, "Just look at him, he's crazy."

Then he left, shutting the door behind him.

Darry sighed and sat down, I did the same. "What has gotten into him?" Vincent asked. I just shrugged, now over thinking.

Do I really look like I'm crazy?

Am I crazy?

I rested my head on my hand. We were all silent for a moment, all thinking. Then Vincent stood up abruptly, "Well, I'm gonna go."

He quickly made his way out the door.

Darryl opened his mouth to say something but I beat him to it, "Don't ask any questions... please."

He nodded and I stood up, "I'm gonna go edit or something."

I quickly made my way out of the room. I didn't really need to edit, I just needed some alone time.

I grabbed my earbuds, my phone, and slipped on my hoodie before walking outside.

I said I would post early 😭 but I didn't I'm sorryyyy

Alsoooo Tysm for 5k reads and 300 votes! It means so much when I see that people are enjoying this book! Also thanks for all the nice comments <3

But on a more serious note...

Wtf is this

What kind of person would this??? A lot of the people in the fandom are becoming so toxic and it's so annoying. If you watched Skeppy's stream you know that he said people constantly saying things like this makes him uncomfortable. I don't think someone should be considered part of the fandom if they say things like this. It annoys me about how people have the nerve to say something like this. Also even though no one requested it (thank god) I will not be doing smut in this book or any future books. Not only does it make Skeppy and bbh uncomfortable, but I would feel really weird if I wrote something like that. I just wanted to talk about this because like I said, people are becoming so toxic, it's horrible.

Thanks for reading my rant. That's it tho, bye ✌️