Marked

Chapter 9

BadBoyHalo POV

"I stayed because I love you..." Bad felt a spark in his chest. Skeppy had said he loved him many times before, but this felt different. He had held onto his life because he wasn't ready to leave Bad alone.

"I love you too, Skeppy!" He said at once. It felt more meaningful than all the other times he had said it. He tried to restrain himself, but couldn't help hugging him. Bad hugged him tightly, but was still mindful of Skeppy's broken arm.

When Bad sat back down he looked at the tiny figure Skeppy had. "An angel..." he mumbled again.

"You met an angel!" Bad exclaimed, "That's so cool!"

Skeppy laughed, "I already knew an angel before meeting that one." He was blushing.

"Aww," Bad giggled at him.

"You're my angel, Bad."

They spent a little while sitting together in that hospital room, talking about random things and laughing together. Bad hadn't felt this relieved in weeks. It was good to just be with his best friend again.

After a few hours, there was a knock at the door. "Come in!" Skeppy said.

The door opened and there stood Skeppy's mom.

"I should give you two some space," Bad said, standing up and walking towards the door.

Skeppy POV

Skeppy's mom walked in as Bad walked out. A wave of innumerable emotions crashed over Skeppy. "Mom..."

She didn't say anything, but instead ran over and hugged him.

"I'm sorry..." There were tears threatening to fall from his eyes.

"I'm so glad you're safe!" She said loudly, "We've been so worried about you!"

When Skeppy looked up again, he noticed that his father and sister were standing at the doorway. If he could have stood up to hug them, he would've, but instead they came over and hugged him too. Skeppy quickly tucked the figure of Bad under the cover of his bed before looking up to talk to his family.

He felt so guilty. "I'm so sorry! This is all my fault!"

"None of this is your fault. Trust me." His mom said.

"It is! I should've never drove while I was angry."

"While I agree with that, that isn't the reason you crashed."

"I was hit..." he said quietly.

"Yes, and the man who hit you is not getting away with this."

"It's going to court, isn't it?" He asked.

"It is, but you don't need to worry about that right now," she told him, "What matters is that you're alive."

He felt some relief, but the guilt still lingered in his heart. He talked with his family for a while before they each had to leave. Skeppy watched as they left. Once the door shut, he was once again alone in the room.

He grabbed the figure from under the sheet and held it tightly. He looked up, and, for a split second, he thought he saw a shadow in the corner of the room. There was nothing there when he looked at it, but he saw it again. A shadow in the corner of his eye.

When he looked back up, that was when he saw the angel. He seemed out of place in the bright, unnatural light of the hospital. The angel's form seemed to shift before his eyes, but soon settled on the form of Bad.

He wore the same clothing as Bad's minecraft skin, but had Bad's actual face. "You're back?" Skeppy asked him.

He ignored the question. "You did well, Skeppy." The angel praised him. He walked towards Skeppy's bedside. The sound of boots could be heard, but most likely only by him.

"You made it through the highest physical torture of your life," he explained. "But surviving the accident will not be the hardest torture you face." His tone was ominous.

"What do you mean?" His voice cracked.

"This will not be the last time we meet," the angel continued, once again ignoring Skeppy. "Although, I think I can buy you some time of peace."

"Peace? Is someone out to get me?" Skeppy felt scared of the prophecy the angel was telling him.

"Don't fear what is coming, Skeppy. You'll get through it. You're one of the strongest people I've ever met."

"But can't you tell me what's coming?!" Skeppy was getting desperate.

"I'm afraid not." The angel ruffled Skeppy's hair, "But I know you're strong." He proceeded to lift Skeppy's good arm. The angel examined Skeppy's wrist.

"So there is something wrong with me..."

"Don't let that discourage you." The angel had kept a serious tone.

Skeppy looked up at the angel, but couldn't manage to keep eye contact. The power radiating from the angel was too strong.

"I know you'll do just fine," he cleared his throat, "you little muffinhead."

Skeppy couldn't help but blush at the angel's words.

The angel seemed a little flustered too, but, nonetheless, he shook his head and adjusted his clothes. "It appears it is time for me to go," he said.

"Where are you going?"

"No more questions, Skeppy."

Skeppy closed his mouth and continued watching the angel. The angel turned to walk back to the corner he had come from.

"Wait!" Skeppy shouted, "Before you go..."

"Hmm?" The angel turned around and looked at Skeppy.

"Thank you."

"What for?" the angel asked him.

"For saving me!" Skeppy thought it seemed obvious.

"You saved yourself, Skeppy." The angel said, "You are stronger than you know."

Skeppy was still confused by what the angel meant, but he crossed his arms, standing at his position in the corner again. Quickly, the angel faded completely. The warmth and feeling of power left the room soon after he left.

Not long after the disappearance of the angel, his other angel returned.

Bad knocked on the door but came in after a second. "I brought you McDonalds!" Bad exclaimed.

Skeppy smiled as Bad stumbled over to the chair beside his bed.

"Thanks Bad."

Chapter Word Count: 991

Author's Note:

Heyyyy. I'm sorry I left you on that cliffhanger last chapter! I've been really busy this past week. So basically, I wasn't sure where I was headed with the story before writing this part, but I think I know where we're going now :D. I like wholesome chapters, they're fun to write. Also I'm sorry if any of the details about the hospital are wrong. I've never been admitted to a hospital and my research is not extensive. But yeah, I hope you liked that chapter! :D

Total Word Count: 1084