Phil had an arm around Jeff, staring up at the ceiling when Jeff had fallen asleep. He wasn't entirely sure what they were at the moment, but whatever it was, he liked it. The word boyfriend came to mind, but that sounded way too normal right now. Phil knew Jeff's thing about relationships and commitment, but they had to be something now.
He smirked, thinking about their first night. They've come so far, everyone has. Who knew it would take an apocalypse to find someone you'd be willing to die for?
Jeff yawned and his eyes fluttered open. "Why are you awake?"
"Just am," said Phil. "How's your shoulder?"
"You're not changing the dressings," grumbled Jeff.
Phil smirked. "Gosh, I was just asking about your well being."
"It's stiff," said Jeff, moving it slightly.
"You need to stretch it," said Phil.
"Hell no," said Jeff, snuggling into Phil again. "That hurts."
Phil smirked and wrapped his arms around Jeff. "Just get some rest, babe. It'll feel better in the morning."
They woke up a few hours later and went downstairs to eat. While they were all eating, Eve furrowed his brows when she looked out their window. "Guys, there's some people outside."
Everyone immediately looked up, seeing quite a few tall, muscular, rough looking guys out there.
"Shit," said Jeff, his eyes widening. "It's them."
Phil looked over at him, before getting up and grabbing his gun. Everyone else followed suit, and walked outside.
The tall man who appeared to be the leader took off his glasses. "Well shit, it is you."
Jeff crossed his arms with a glare. "Mark."
Mark got a smirk. "Who's this crew, Jeffrey? New friends?"
"What do you want?" Said Jeff.
"Well, we've been in this area for a little while now, and one day I could've sworn I saw a little blonde bouncing around by the fence that looked just like my old business partner," said Mark.
Jeff glared harder and Mark chuckled. "Of course, I didn't want to jump into any conclusions, so when I saw Dolph come sprinting out of there like a chicken without it's head, I 'convinced' him to tell me exactly what he saw in there."
Phil got a glare. Jeff let Dolph live, and he ratted them out. "Where is he?"
"Well, we couldn't just let him come running back to you," said Mark.
"He was a liability," said the other tall one, as the rest of the group snickered.
Hunter's eyes widened. "You killed him?"
"Without any hesitation," said Mark. There was a moment of silence and Mark smirked. "Now, I'm not gonna hurt you guys, if you follow my conditions."
"What are your conditions?" Said Hunter, crossing his arms.
"We've just got one, small condition," said Mark, holding up one finger before pointing it at Jeff. "Hardy comes with us."
"Hell no!" Said Phil, stepping in front of Jeff.
Mark grinned. "I was hoping you'd do this the hard way. You've got twenty four hours to either turn Jeff over, or we'll burn your little house down." He pointed towards the woods. "We'll make a temporary camp just over there. Twenty four hours, that camp is gone. I highly suggest, Jeff is gone with it,"
"And don't even try to attack us," said the other tall one. He patted his gun and Hunter looked around at all their weapons. They were stacked, no doubt about it.
"Twenty, four, hours," said Mark, before leaving with his group.
Phil grabbed Jeff's hand and pulled him back in the house while the rest of the group followed. They sat at the table again, discussing what to do.
"We could leave," said Eve.
"They'd see us," said Hunter. "And there's no way we're giving this place up."
"Why do they want you so bad anyways?" Said Amy, looking at Jeff.
Jeff sighed. "When I left the group, I may have taken a motorcycle with me."
"You stole their motorcycle?" Said Phil.
"I needed a vehicle," said Jeff. "I was gonna run away from the town."
"What happened to the bike?" Said Amy.
"I crashed it," said Jeff. "As it turns out, you can't just wing driving a motorcycle."
Hunter ran his hands over his face with a groan. "We're housing a fugitive."
"Well we're not giving him up," said Phil, crossing his arms.
"No, we kinda need him," said Hunter, before sighing. "Well, tomorrow, we go to war."
Eve shook her head. "I don't see why it needs to come to this. We're all just trying to survive, why wouldn't we help each other."
"They were never humane," said Jeff. "I bet you they were happy there's an apocalypse."
"Maybe we can talk to them," said Eve. "We can work something out. No one has to die."
"It's beyond that point," said Hunter. "They want vengeance, and they're not gonna stop until they get it."
Eve sighed. "It should never come down to kill or be killed. We're all humans."
"That's not how the world works anymore," said Amy.
"Let's get some sleep," said Hunter.
They all left the table and went to bed, with Phil tightly holding onto Jeff's hand all the way.
"Phil, my hand is suffocating," said Jeff.
Phil sighed and pulled Jeff in, hugging him before getting in bed. "They're not gonna hurt you, Jeff. I promise."
"Phil, we'll be fine," said Jeff, with a small smile. "They're not gonna do anything to this group."
Phil reached over and pulled Jeff closer. He softly pecked his lips and brushed his hair behind his ear. "You mean everything to me."
Jeff snuggled into him and kissed his neck softly. They fell asleep quickly and Jeff woke up in the middle of the night. He slowly pulled himself out of Phil's arms and got out of the bed. Jeff grabbed his crossbow and slung it on his back. He took one last look at Phil, feeling himself tear up. Jeff shook it off and left the room. 'I'm sorry, Phil. I'm doing this for you.'
He snuck out of the house, making sure he didn't wake anyone. Jeff wiped a tear away as he walked away from the house, heading to the woods. He kept walking until he heard voices, then, taking a deep breath, walked into the camp.
Mark squinted when he saw someone walking up, then smirked. "Well, look what the cat dragged in."
Jeff rolled his eyes as the other bikers start making cat calls. The group consisted of three other guys besides Mark. Glenn, X-Pac, and Shawn. And they were all just as bad.
Mark stood up from the branch he was sitting on and walked over to Jeff, running a hand down his side. "Come on baby, let's get moving."
They immediately picked up the camp and started moving. Jeff was eyeing X-Pac's sword the whole time. It wasn't exactly a katana, but Jeff could definitely deal with it.
The group walked all night into the woods, not stopping the whole time. Jeff constantly kept looking back, but continually pushed forward. If he didn't go with them, they'd hurt Phil.
When Phil woke up in the morning, he furrowed his brows when there was nothing in his arms. He sat up and saw Jeff was missing along with his crossbow.
Phil immediately ran downstairs, looking around, seeing everyone else waking up. "Where's Jeff?"
"What do you mean where's Jeff?" Said Hunter, with a yawn.
"He's gone!" Said Phil. "And he took his crossbow!"
Amy sat up and furrowed her brows. "He's gone?"
"Yes! He's just, gone!" Said Phil.
They all got up and walked to where Mark said the camp would be. Phil felt his heart drop when the clearing was empty.
"Phil," said Amy, giving him a sympathetic look.
"No," said Phil. "He's not, gone."
"Jeff's smart," said Hunter. "He'll come back-"
"No! I'm gonna find him!" Said Phil, marching off into the woods.
Amy started to follow him but Hunter stopped her. "Just let him go. He needs this."
They went back to the house and all day Phil looked though the woods, killing several zombies along the way. He was not gonna give up until he found Jeff.
Meanwhile, Mark's group began setting up camp for the night. Jeff started walking to his tent, but Mark stopped him. "Hold on, you need your uniform."
Jeff turned and raised a brow. "Uniform?"
"Yeah," said Mark, reaching into his jacket pocket. He smirked and handed Jeff two tiny, tiny pieces of clothing.
Jeff furrowed his brows as he took them. "These are girl clothes."
"Yeah, they belonged to our last slut. Sweet girl, but she didn't last very long," said Mark.
Jeff crossed his arms. "I'm not wearing this. And I am not your group's little slut."
Mark slapped him. "You'll do what I say, or your little group's dead."
Jeff brought his hand to his stinging cheek and glared at Mark. "Fuck you."
Mark just smirked. "Gladly. Put the clothes on."
Jeff looked around at everyone staring at him. "Where?"
"Well right here, of course," said Mark. "Did you think prisoners get privacy?"
"I, am not, a prisoner," said Jeff.
"Really? Cause you look like jail bait to me," said Mark. "Now put the outfit on, or we'll force it on. And trust me, that won't be fun."
Jeff glared harder and pulled his shirt off, throwing it at the ground while the other guys snickered and made cat calls.
After searching all day, Phil finally made his way home, completely crushed and defeated. He walked inside and went upstairs into the bedroom, not saying a word to anyone.
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