We Will Make it Though ThisChapter 2: The Night Can't Get Any Worse

Pairing: Nick/Luke

Rating: PG-13

Luke was still mildly pissed at Nick and rightfully so. He was such a kid! When shit hits the fan, he just drinks his troubles away or just get high and forget about it. Or well both. Well he suppose that is the only good thing about this, no more drugs for him. He would be dam if he found drugs in Nick's bag. He would dump those out and beat Nick around, or just tell Pete about it and leave it in the old man's hands. But then Nick would hate him for that, but it was the right thing to do. Luke never liked it when Nick did such things, he could stand the drinking but never the drugs. Nick didn't do it to often, or at least not to Luke's knowledge.

Luke drove while Nick was past out in the backseat. It was….well kind of peaceful. There weren't too many of those things out in the middle of nowhere, or at least not as he can see in the dark. He didn't know what to think about any of this. The world ending! The dead killing the living. His gripped tighten on the wheel. No…this was all just a terrible dream. He would wake up any second now and things will be normal. Normal.

He ran a hand down his face and yawns. It was almost dawn at this point, which he figured it would be bad to be out in the open in broad daylight. They still had other state to go though if they would reach his parents' house. They needed to find some shelter, get some rest, and then try again at night. So he pushed himself a little farther, with some patience and the rising sun, he spotted an old abandon looking farm and barn. He pulled up the dirty path and parked in front of the barn. It looked like it would fall apart if he lend up against it. He gets out of the car and walked over and pulled the huge doors open. He wanders inside, it looked huge on the inside, or at least bigger than he thought it would be. Now to go see if anyone lived in this place. Luke got back in his car and drove inside the barn and once parked, he can finally breath. They were going to make it, he knows this.

Now…..time to wake up the leech! All the angry came back in a rush as he got out and pulled Nick out of the car and threw him into a hay stack. Nick stumbled over his feet and bramble something stupid. "Get up! You've been sleepy this whole god dam time!" "But..but…where are we?" Nick stumbled but then a hand grabbed Nick. "Wha….?" Nick blinked as he stares at the corpse dumbfounded. Its other hand grabbed Nick's shoulder and moans. "Lu…Lu…LUKE?!" Nick's voice squeaked as he tries to shake the iron grip on his shoulder. "What now Nick…?" Luke turned and saw his friend struggling. "Fuck!" Luke grabbed the pitch fork, that was in the hail, and stabbed it right in the face, pressing down for better measure. The corpse stopped moving, but the grip was still there. Nick panicked as he pried the fingers off of him.

Both the boys were breathing hard, once things settle. "Dude! What the hell!" Nick pushed Luke "You almost got me killed!" "Nick! You are being over dramatic! I didn't think that one of those things would be in there okay?" Nick growled at him as he stormed outside. "Fuck you!" He says over his shoulder.

Nick walked out and lend against the bar. His face in his hands. "Fuck!" Like this day could had gotten any worse. Yesterday was terrible, the worst day of his life. First he was late to school, nearly got hit by a car trying to get there, got kicked out of college for being late to much, and to topped that off. His girlfriend dumped him!

Fuck! He loved her! Why would she go and do such a thing to him? True, he wasn't as good looking as most boys and he wasn't the smartest. But she didn't have to time things that badly. Her words ranged though his head, 'The spark is gone Nick. You're a good guy but I don't think we are right for each other…' 'What do you mean?!' He had cut her off. 'Well…how to put this….whenever you are around Luke….your eyes soften and you smile. But yet with me…you have become colder.' 'I don't know what you are talking about.' 'I think…..I think you like Luke.' She said quietly. 'Like Luke? Well yeah I like Luke. We've been friends for a little more than 18 years.' 'Not that like. Like like like you well love him.' 'Love? But I'm not like that. I like girls, not guys and never my best friend.' 'Don't be so close minded.' 'What are you saying?' 'I want you to be happy. You are happier around Luke then with me.'

Nick stared up at the sky and sighed. He knew he didn't love Luke like that. He was like his brother. That would be so…weird. He felt a drop of water and wrinkled his nose. "Great…." He said softly, as he pulled his hat over his head. Luke walked out and sighed. "Okay. I know what I did was…." "Save it, Luke. I know." Nick could never stay mad for long at Luke. He did kind of save him from that thing. Nick eyes darted over to the house. "I think I'm going to check out the house. You…I don't know…lock up the barn."