Zak POV

"I'm not telling you where he lives!" I yelled.

He can't just invade my privacy like that.

If he find out where Zelk is, I'll probably never be able to talk to him again.

"Zak, tell me right now." He said.

Then he gave me a look that I knew so well. The look that my dad gave me whenever he was mad. Right before the beating begun he would give me that look. But despite that I still responded, "I'm not telling you."

Then he did something I thought he would never do. He raised his hand, as if he was about to hit me. Of course my anxiety had to get the best of me, "He lives at 6382 Oakman Street."

A/N- idk if that's a real address :/

Shit.

How could I be so stupid?

I'm such a baby, I can't even stand up for myself.

I heard Darryl's footsteps as he walked out of my room.

I probably just ruined my friendship with Zelk forever.

It's just like my dad always said,

I'm just a waste of space and a piece of shit.

Darryl POV

Why did I do that?

I shouldn't have done that.

But it was the only way.

I pushed those thoughts out of my head and got in my car.

*woosh*

I pulled up to the house.

I got out of the car and walked out to the door.

I knocked once.

No answer.

Twice.

No answer.

I put my hand up to knock one more time and the door opened. There he was, standing in front of me. Before he could say anything I walked into the house.

He turned to face me, "Darryl, what are you doing here?"

"Shut up," I snapped, "Listen to me, you are never going to talk to Zak again."

"You can't do tha-"

I cut him off, "Yes I can. In fact you're going to text Zak right now that you are no longer friends."

Zak POV

I was still in shock.

What is Darryl gonna do?

Suddenly my phone vibrated and I grabbed it. It was Zelk.

Z: Zak, we can't be friends anymore.
S: Waht do you mean?
Z: We just can't okay?
S: Why not?
Z: Bye Zak, it was nice while it lasted.
S: No, don't say that! !Not Delivered!
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No no no no.

Not now.

This can't be happening.

Tears began to run down my face.

My only friend is gone.

This is all Darryl's fault.

I hate him.

Darryl POV

I got back to my house and it was silent.

I walked over to Zak's room and knocked on his door.

"Hey, you in there?"

He didn't answer.

I jiggled the door knob but it was locked.

"Open the door please." I said.

Still no reply.

*big woosh*

It's been a couple of days and Zak hasn't come out of his room.

He has a bathroom in there so he doesn't come out at all. I don't know if he's even been eating anything. Every day I go to his door and ask him to come out. It's not like he left, I know he's there.

I hear him recording videos and sometimes talking on team speak. But he won't answer me no matter what I say.

But today, the fourth day.

Today was different.

As usual, I went up to his door and asked him to come out. I didn't expect him to come out but the knob turned and there stood Zak.

He glared at me, his look full of hatred.

"I hate you." He said.

That was like a bullet to the heart. I didn't mean to heart him so bad.

"I'm sorry, I was just looking out for you." I said.

He scoffed, "Looking out for me? You weren't looking out for me, you know what you did?"

I stayed silent so he continued, "You've ruined my life. You took the one good thing I had and you took it away. The one person that I trusted with my life. You made him stop talking to me."

"So I hate you and I always will hate you. That will never change."

Before closing the door he said one last thing, "By the way, I'm moving out in two days."

Then he slammed the door in my face.

I stood there in shock, my eyes began to tear up.

I'm so stupid.

How did I not think about how this could affect him?

"I'm moving out in two days."

I messed up so bad that he's moving out.

Two days.

I have two days to convince him to stay.