Ages
BadBoyHalo: 18
Skeppy: 17
Dream: 18
Georgenotfound: 18
Sapnap: 16

WARNING: Bullying, Foul language,  fighting scene, (Please inform me if I need to add anymore ♡)

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Story starts. ☆
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8:00 pm

Darryl was sat in a bathroom stall at a park. His arms tightly wrapped around his knees, and his knees squished close to his chest.

He was in the corner, letting guilt pull him down as he rested there, on the gross grimy public bathroom floor.
His eyes were closed shut tightly, as he inhaled a sharp breath.

Tears ran down his face and he scrunched his nose in pain. He had a bruise on his forehead, his nose bleeding, dirt was scatterd all over his face and his glasses were cracked with no way to fix them.

Why was he here?

Lets find out.

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{3 hours earlier.}
5:00

"G'eppy, are you sure we should go?" Bad asked his best friend, from inside his bathroom.

"Yes, Bad! Don't be such a worry worm." Skeppy called back.

Bad looked at his mirror and glared at Skeppy's reflection with an 'Are you serious?' look.

Skeppy snorted, "C'mon, are you done yet? Your taking to long!" He threw his head back onto the bed he was sat on.

Bad rolled his eyes at Skeppy's childish behaviour, "Mabye if you didn't tell me last minute!"

"It wasn't even last minute!!!" Skeppy whined.

Bad huffed.

"Ok. So, telling me 30 minutes before the party starts isn't last minute?!" He turned around to face Skeppy and raised an eyebrow.

"Nope!" Skeppy said, popping the 'p' to be more obnoxious.

Bad just grumbled something like "potato..." before he aggressively turned back, to face the mirror.

He looked at his reflection and added a little red hair clip onto the right side of his hair.

He smiled, he looked nice!

Bad took one last glance at his reflection, then turned off the light, and made his way out of the bathroom.

"Done!" Bad smiled brightly.

Skeppy sat up, "Ugh, finally, you took forev-" he cut himself off.

He stared at the boy infront of him.

"BAD! YOU LOOK GREAT!" Skeppy yelled and then stood off the bed.

He put his hands on Bad's shoulders and started to shake him furiously.

It was true. Bad looked magical!

He wore a dark gray turtle neck, under a red and black checkered long sleeved shirt that was tucked into his skinny black jeans. The jeans were a little ripped at his knees and they had two fake back pockets, but atleast the front had real ones.

His shoes were a plain red-burgundy and the laces were black.
He also wore some black gloves that had holes for his fingers.

And finally, he had a little red clip in his hair that held back a bit of his light brown hair.

Skeppy on the other hand was wearing something a little more casual, really nice, but still- casual.

It was a crop-top hoodie that showed his abdomen, a beanie with his little derpy face printed on it, and dark blue jeans.

He also had some light blue nail polish and wore some normal black converse.

"Thank you Skeppy, you look great too!" Bad said, after his dizziness wore off.

He pushed his glasses back onto the bridge of his nose, "K, so~ lets go?"

Skeppy nodded.

Bad smiled softly and stuffed his phone into his front pocket.

"Let's go!!!" Skeppy tugged Bad to the door.

Bad managed to grab his car+house keys from a little coffee table and turned off the lights before getting pulled out the door by Skeppy.

{At the park-party}
6:00 pm

Bad and Skeppy stepped out of the car, and made their way over to the little 'table and chairs' area.

The sky was a blue to red fade, and you could see some very light stars.
There was a cool breeze, and everytime you inhaled, the air would pass through your nose easily and so, very, calmly.

It was beautiful...

"Zak!" A voice called.

It was unfamiliar to Bad, but Skeppy must of known because he looked up and he smiled.

"Kathy!? Is that you?!" Skeppy ran over to the young lady and pulled her into a tight hug.

She giggled, "Yeah, how have you been?" She hugged him back.

"I've been good, what about you?" He let go of her and smiled happily.

"Meh, im still here." she chuckled. "Who's that?" She motioned towards me.

"Huh,?" Skeppy faced me. "Oh! Thats my bff Bad!"

Skeppy moved his hands, to singnal that Bad should come over, so Bad shyly walked over.

"Hi! Im Bad." Bad moved his hand out for a handshake.

"Hi, Bad! Im Kathy, an old friend of Zak!" She sheepishly scratched her neck with one hand and shook Bad's hand with the other.

"KATHY! COME HERE! JONATHAN IS GONNA SHOVE A CRAYON UP HIS NOSE!" Someone else yelled.

"Oh- crackers!" She grumbled.

"It was nice to meet you Bad! And nice to see you Zak!" She smiled and ran towards a small crowd of people who were chanting, "DO IT! DO IT! DO IT!"

"She was nice,,,?" Bad said to Skeppy.

"She's alot like you, actually! I think you two would get along great!" Skeppy cheered.

"Oh, well I would love to get to know he-" Bad was cut off by a scream.

"JONATHAN, STOP THAT RIGHT NOW OR I WILL TELL MOM-- WAIT NO! DONT SHOVE IT UP MOR- STOP!" Kathy yelled.

Bad and Skeppy shared a concerned glance before bursting out into a fit of giggles.

6:30pm

Bad was sitting at a white table, tapping his finger tips along the top of the platform.

He had gotten a little bored after Skeppy left him to go hang out with old buddies of his. Bad kinda missed him.

"Hey! Bad is that you?" A voice called.

Bad turned around and saw Dream and George, with Sapnap, running over to him.

A big smile crossed Bad's face as he stood up and hugged his friends, which they kindly recuperated.

When Bad pulled away, he dusted himself off, making sure he didnt mess up any of the outfit he took so long to put together.

"What are you guys doing here?" Bad raised and eyebrow, while he tried to fix the little red pin in his hair.

"It's a friends party! Im gonna get hella drunk!!" Sapnap giggled and stuck his tounge out, making a rock out symbol with his hand.

Bad's eyes widend and he stared at Dream and George. They couldn't justet Sapnap do that, hes way to underage. Dream chuckled and hit Sapnap in the back of his head.

"No, we are not gonna let him get wasted, Bad. Don't worry." Dream reassured.

Bad let out a heavy breath and relaxed a bit.

"Oh, why are you here, Bad?" George butted in.

"Skeppy invited me, and when I denied he just kept pushing until I budged. What a muffin head." Bad said.

"Oh."

There was a pause before Dream spoke up again, "Im gonna go get a can of coke or something, you want anything?" He asked among his friends.

"Mabye some water, please." Bad raised a hand.

"I'll get a coke or something i dont care." George bit his lip and shrugged.

"Whiskey."

Dream rolled his eyes, "You want lemonade ice-tea?"

Sapnap frowned, he really wanted to drink, was that so much to ask??? But he agreed to the beverage anyways.

"C'mon, guys. We'll find a table for all of us to sit." George motioned for the others to follow and they did.

7:00 pm

The whole group was chatting when all of a sudden they heard a bunch of yelling, they tried to block it out because it wasn't their business but then they heard a familiar voice shout.

Oh my God. It was Skeppy..

Bad stood up and franticly looked around, his eyes glancing everywhere.

"I'm not insane am I? That was G'eppy, right?!" Bad turned his attention back to his group of friends who by now, were also standing.

"Where is that muffin hea- oh my goodness!"

Bad saw a small crowd forming around three main people. And of course one of them was Skeppy.

Bad jolted towards the crowd and tried to push his way through the crowd, that proved unsuccessful because a lot of the people there kept shoving him back.

Finally Dream and the others came, Dream being atleast a bit more strong, not to mention taller, he pushed through the crowd easily and he let Bad come too.

Bad gasped when he saw Skeppy and another boy in eachothers faces. Then there was also Kathy who seemed to try and get the two yo stop fighting, her words proving useless.

"Jonathan, please stop!" She yelled and tried to push the boy back.

Oh, so that boy was Jonathan, Kathy's brother. He seemed so cool before, what happend?

"Kathy, do you not see?! This guy threw his juice at me!!" Jonathan yelled.

"It was an accident! I told you I'm sorry!" Skeppy growled back in annoyance.

Kathy massaged her forehead, "You guys never get along!"

"It's not my fault! This bitch-"

"What fid you just call me?" Skeppy clenched his teeth and narrowed his eyes.

"bitch." Jonathan spat and slapped Skeppy, taking almost everyone by suprise.

"Exuse me, but thats not very nice of you mister." Bad stepped into the circle and glared at Jon.

"You think I care, f*ggot." Jonathan rolled his eyes.

"W-What?" Bad blinked his eyes in suprise, slowly backing away. He was never called that name before.

"Don't call him that!" Skeppy stepped forward and pushed Jonathan back.

"Yeah, y-" Kathy started.

"SHUT UP!" Jonathan yelled out, interupting her. Then Jon pushed Skeppy back.

"Why can't I call him that, is he not a f*g?" Jonathan tilted his head and pouted his lips mockingly.

"I- i-" Bad didn't know what to say, he was completely and utterly shocked.

"awh, are you gonna cry?"

Bad whimpered and felt tears in his eyes.

Jonathan laughed and then just randomly punched Bad in the eye, Bad gasped and raised his hand to his eye. Jon took this as a chance to hit Bad in the stomach. Bad bent over and gasped in the air he just felt like he lost.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" Skeppy shouted and ran to Bad, glaring at Jonathan.

"language.." Bad coughed.

"JONATHAN, STOP THIS RIGHT NOW!" Kathy yelled and grabbed her brothers hand, pulling him back.

"Im calling your boyfriend right now, hes going to take you home, when i get home im gonna tell mom and your gonna go to that therapy class."

Jonathan's face went immediately red. Emmbarassed that he was just exposed infront of twenty people that he was indeed, gay.

"Bro what the fuck?" Dream looked at Jonathan, baffled to say the least of whatever just happend.

Bad stood up, and with the chance he had. He ran. He ran all the way to the restroom and ran unto a stall, slamming the door as hard as he could without breaking it.

He felt tears in his eyes and he started to sob. He felt so weak and useless, pathetic too.

He didnt even fight back, why was he so weak..?

and here is where we left off.
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8:00pm

Darryl was sat in a bathroom stall at a park. His arms tightly wrapped around his knees, and his knees squished close to his chest.

He was in the corner, letting guilt pull him down as he rested there, on the gross grimy public bathroom floor.
His eyes were closed shut tightly, as he inhaled a sharp breath.

Tears ran down his face and he scrunched his nose in pain. He had a bruise on his forehead, his nose bleeding, dirt was scatterd all over his face and his glasses were cracked with no way to fix them.

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There was a knock on the stall door. Bad gulped and went silent.

"Bad, im here to take you home."

"Skeppy..?"