Life After the Infection

by TheFlurryofMelodiousFlames

After the Infection, the team had made it to safety, but Nick had stayed true to his word and fled from them as soon as they did. Soon, however, he regrets the decision as his feelings for Ellis and the habits he had formed during his time fighting the Infected refused to leave him. The summary isn't great, but I hope the story is better. Enjoy.

2. Ellis

A/N: Hello, again. I'm so sorry this took so long to get posted. I lost my original draft and had to rewrite it. I am currently sat at a desk in a college dorm super early in the morning when I've not slept yet and have my first class of the Summer Bridge Program in 3 hours because I had a mini panic attack when I tried to get some sleep. I will try to write some more on this story while I'm holed up in this dorm, all alone, for the week. I hope that no one disturbs me in here.

Warnings: Mentions of Character Death, Sad Ellis, Possible Swearing but I could be mistaken (aka, I'm writing the warnings before the story and don't know if any curse words will be included, but added it there just in case.)

Disclaimer: I still own nothing here.

~LIFE AFTER THE INFECTION: ELLIS~

It has been weeks, maybe even months, since they made it to safety. Since he found out his best friend and first love was dead. Since the love of his life walked away and would most likely never to return.

Honestly, he didn't think he would have survived if it weren't for his buddy, Dave. Coach and Rochelle were both moved to a different camp to be with their families that had made it through the military evacs and have more than likely been living happily in quarantine this entire time while they were out there, fighting for their lives to make it here. If Dave had died with Keith, he'd be all alone, left with the heartbreak that none of his family had survived, Keith was shot in the head to keep from turning, and the man he so desperately needed more than anything the moment his world came crashing down around him had fled. The thought was too unbearable for him.

He couldn't sleep at night. He would just lay there in bed, listening to Dave snore heavily as his thoughts drifted back to those nights when he would lay next to Nick and whisper words of comfort to him. The nights when they would try to keep quietly as they made love with Coach and Rochelle asleep in the next room.

He sat up in his bed quickly. He knew what he must do. He knew he had to go to the main office tent and put in a request to leave. He needed to go find Nick. He needed to force him to explain why he left when he needed him most. He would demand the answers to all the questions that had been nagging his mind, plaguing his dream, and hounding him constantly.

But, overall, he would find a way to get him back and make him realize he was wrong to leave, that they needed each other, and let him know who much their love really meant.

He was going to force himself back into Nick's life if it was the last thing he did.

~END CHAPTER TWO~

A/N: I did the thing! Okay. It's three in the morning. I'm super fucking sleepy and I have class in three hours. Sleep is not a thing that's going to happen. Thank you for welcoming me into college life before college even starts. I hope this was a good second part. Part three should be longer than this and include POV's from both men, which will be clearly marked, and it'll have dialogue that I'm sure to mess up somehow. Hopefully, that will be out soonish. If I finish it before class, it'll either be posted later today when I get out of class, or I'll post it before class tomorrow.

Stay cool until then, guys!

~TheFlurryofMelodiousFlames