Hunter lowered his gun and furrowed his brows. "The fuck do you mean you have a cure?"
"For the zombies," said the man. "I know what can stop this."
Hunter let him in and they all sat the table and listened to what he had to say. "You're saying, you can make a cure?" Said Amy.
The man nodded. "My name's Paul Heyman. I used to work at the CDC. My team and I were developing a cure before the zombies overtook it. They're all gone now, and I'm the only one who knows how to make it."
"That's great!" Said Eve. "What do you need?"
"I need a lab," said Paul. "There's a lab in California, it'll have everything I need. All I need is protection to get there."
"California?" Said Phil. "That's a long way away. How are we supposed to walk there?"
"I have a car," said Paul.
"We can get you there," said Hunter,
"How many of you are there?" Said Paul.
"There's four of us," said Hunter.
"Five, of us," said Phil with a glare.
Hunter sighed. "Fine. Five of us. But the fifth one isn't here, is he?"
"He'll be here," said Phil. "Just give me another day or two, I'll find him."
"Well, I'm afraid, we need to leave as soon as possible," said Paul. "The faster we get this under wraps the better."
"We're not leaving without Jeff," said Phil, getting up from the table and walking away.
Hunter sighed softly and looked at Paul. "Give us a day, you can stay here. We'll leave tomorrow."
"I suppose a day will be fine," said Paul. "But no more than that."
"You have my word," said Hunter. He got up and walked after Phil. "Phil-"
"We're not, leaving, without, Jeff," said Phil, facing away from him.
"Phil, I know this isn't what you want to hear, but with or without Jeff, we need to look into this," said Hunter. "This is a chance to save the world."
Phil's face twisted in pain before he glared. "I'm not leaving him here!"
"Well we're leaving tomorrow morning," said Hunter. "If you don't come, so be it."
Phil turned to face him. "You might be able to just abandon people, but I can't. I'm staying here." He walked away and Hunter sighed. "You're being irrational!"
"You save your world, I'm gonna save mine," said Phil, grabbing his gun and walking out of the house. Hunter sighed as Phil left. "I hope you find him, Phil."
Eve slowly smiled. "Awww, he called Jeff his world."
Amy and Hunter looked over at her and she looked down. "Well I thought it was cute," mumbled Eve.
Hunter just shook his head and sat back down at the table, talking more with Paul and the others.
Just a few minutes later, Jeff furrowed his brows when Mark called the group to a stop. "Why are we stopping?" Asked Jeff. "We just started walking an hour ago."
Mark slowly smirked and turned to face Jeff. "I changed my mind. You're not waiting until tonight. I'm gonna have you right now."
Jeff's eyes widened and he screamed a little when Shawn and X-Pac grabbed his arms. He grunted and struggled to break free from their grasp as they pulled him towards Mark.
Mark grabbed Jeff's wrists roughly and slammed him against a tree, holding him off of his feet. "This will go so much easier if you'd just stop struggling."
Jeff instantly felt himself start to tear up and looked away from Mark. "Please, stop."
"When I want something, I get it," growled Mark, before biting on Jeff's ear.
Phil was pushing through tall grass when started hearing distant screams. He immediately looked at where they were coming from, and took off when he heard another scream. Phil didn't know if that was Jeff, but he wasn't missing this opportunity. He ran and ran for what seemed like forever towards the screams, calling out Jeff's name, until they faded out. "No!" Screamed Phil, when the screaming ceased. He dropped to his knees and yelled in frustration before letting tears fall. 'So... Close...' Thought Phil, staring at the ground, feeling the tears stinging his eyes.
Jeff screamed as Mark relentlessly fucked him. He was in so much pain, Jeff swore it was making him delusional. For a second, he almost thought he heard Phil calling his name.
The second Mark heard someone yell Jeff, he pulled away and started walking off "Let's move."
Jeff just fell to the ground and cried, as the others tossed his clothes at him.
"I said move!" Said Mark, when Jeff still hadn't gotten up. He pulled him up by his hair and picked him up, carrying him as the group started walking away.
The walked a for several hours and set up camp for the night.
Before Jeff went into his tent, Mark grabbed his chin and forced him to look at him. "You listen to me, if you even think about trying to run away, there will be severe consequences." He pushed Jeff into his tent and turned to X-Pac. "It's your job to guard him tonight."
X-Pac nodded and sat in front of Jeff's tent, with his sword and Jeff's crossbow.
Phil kept looking and looking, but soon found himself just walking in circles. He walked back to the house, head hanging in defeat. No one said anything as Phil walked in and went straight to the bedroom. He laid there all night, not able to sleep. Phil knew those were Jeff's scream once he could hear then better. Jeff was being hurt, and here he was in a comfy bed.
Jeff slowly and quietly crept out of his tent. He walked over to X-Pac, seeing him sleeping and grabbed the sword and his crossbow. Jeff took a deep breath before walking away from the camp. He knew they would come after him, but he didn't care. Jeff couldn't take anymore.
When Mark woke up a few hours later, he was beyond infuriated. "I told you to watch him!"
"I fell asleep!" Said X-Pac. "I didn't think he'd actually try to run for it."
Mark smacked him to the ground and started walking away. "All of you come with me. I know where he went."
Phil laid in bed a few hours later, staring at the ceiling. He held his arm over his stomach, wishing Jeff was there. All he wanted was Jeff back. He would give all of this food and shelter up in a heartbeat if it meant getting Jeff back.
Hunter walked in the room and looked at Phil. "Hey, we're uh, about to take off. Coming?"
Phil shook his head and Hunter sighed. "Phil, this our chance to save the world."
"I don't have a world without Jeff," said Phil softly.
Hunter sighed softly, knowing there was no convincing him. "Take care, Phil."
Phil watched Hunter leave and sighed. He ran his hands over his and turned onto his side. 'Please be ok,' thought Phil.
He had fallen asleep while laying on the bed, and got a rude awakening when a very strong smell came into the room. He opened his eyes and sniffed. It almost smelt like something was... Burning. His eyes widened when saw smoke outside from the window. Phil hurried over and saw the house was on fire.
Jeff slowly made his way through the woods, head down and sword dragging along on the ground. Phil was all he could think about. Not food, not shelter, not the gang, just Phil. 'I should've never gotten involved with that group,' thought Jeff. 'You can't get attached to anyone.'
He looked up when he felt raindrops starting to come down and sighed, walking over to a tree. Jeff climbed the tree as the rain started to pour down. He managed to get some shelter from the rain by sitting under a bunch of leaves on a branch. Jeff felt a tear roll down his face, but quickly wiped it away. 'No, I am not attached,' thought Jeff. 'I, do not, love him. I don't love anybody.'
He looked off into the distance with a huff, but then furrowed his brows. There was smoke a ways away, like there was a fire. Jeff's thoughts immediately went to Phil again, but he looked away somberly. 'There's no way that's him.'
Phil quickly got out of the house as the fire grew. As soon as he got out, he saw Mark standing across the street with his arms crossed. The gate was open and he could already see zombies starting to take notice.
"Where's Jeff?" Yelled Mark.
Phil glared and started walking towards him. "What did you do to him you son of a bitch?"
"I didn't do anything," growled Mark. "The bitch ran away and stole our sword."
Phil got a small, hopeful smile. "He got away?"
"I know you're hiding him," said Mark, walking towards Phil. "Hand him over, and maybe we'll spare you."
"I don't have him," said Phil. "Even if I did, I'd rather die than let you touch him."
"We'll see about that," said Mark. He punched Phil and knocked him to the ground. "I had a feeling you would be trouble. Little Jeffy has a way of charming people. You know, I don't know why'd you still want him, with all the things I've done to him." He continually punched Phil and pinned him to the ground.
"Fuck you," growled Phil.
"Where is he?" Said Mark.
Phil spat in his face and Mark chuckled, wiping it off. "I hope the little bitch is worth it." He gripped his hands around Phil's throat and began cutting off the oxygen.
Phil gasped for breath and clawed at Mark's hands, trying to get free. He felt his consciousness starting to slip away, as Mark's hand tightened. Just before Phil blacked out, an arrow came straight through Mark's forehead. Phil's eyes widened as Mark collapsed lifeless on top of him. He pushed the body off and crawled away. "Jeff!"
Jeff hopped down from the trees and ran to the neighborhood, starting to take out the zombies that had made their way through the gate into the neighborhood. Phil struggled to his feet, keeping his eyes on Jeff. "Jeff!"
"I'm busy!" Yelled Jeff, slicing a zombie's head off. The zombies quickly began to herd around him, and Jeff started to worry. He chopped one of their heads off and knocked it down, quickly swinging his sword behind him to behead another one. Jeff jumped over the floored zombie and ran towards Phil, the zombies in quick pursuit.
Phil tried to hug him but Jeff just grabbed his hand and kept running back towards the gate. "No time let's go! Where's everyone else?"
"I have no idea," Said Phil, looking back as the neighborhood became completely overrun with zombies.
"Just keep running!" Said Jeff. They kept running and running away from the camp until they found a building and ran behind it. Unfortunately, that led them right into the rest of the biker group.
Glenn got an evil smirk, as his group starting circling around Phil and Jeff. "Well well well, we caught ourselves some fresh meat."
Jeff and Phil stood back to back and looked frantically at the bikers. X-Pac grabbed Phil and kicked Jeff's sword out of his hand. Shawn quickly grabbed Jeff and restrained him against his chest.
"Mark warned you, there would be consequences for leaving us," said Glenn, stalking over to Jeff and firmly grabbing his chin. "You should've listened."
"Don't touch him!" Yelled Phil, struggling to get out of X-Pac's arms.
Glenn smirked back at Phil and ran a hand down Jeff's abdomen. "What? Do you not like it when I touch him? Is he your little boyfriend?"
Phil glared daggers at him. "Leave. Him. Alone."
"What are you gonna do about it?" Said Glenn, walking over and smacking Phil across the face. "Nothing!"
Phil spat at the ground and glared back up at Glenn. "I'm warning you."
"Oh! He's warning me!" Said Glenn, as the other men snickered. "I'm sooooo afraid. Tell you what Philly, I happen to love touching Jeff, so do all the other boys. So I'll give you a little insight to what we've been doing with him."
Jeff's eyes widened as Shawn tossed him into Glenn's arms, who planted him against the wall.
"Stop!" Yelled Phil, pulling away from X-Pac as hard as he could.
Glenn used his much larger body to hold Jeff in place as he undid his pants, loving every second of Jeff's whimpers and cries.
Phil ripped away from X-Pac and immediately tackled Glenn to the ground, raining down punches to his face. The other men immediately went into action but Jeff grabbed an arrow from his holder and stabbed it through X-Pac's head. Shawn tossed Jeff to the ground and tried to attack him, but Jeff grabbed his sword and stabbed him in the chest before he could. Jeff turned to Phil. He was still punching down into a motionless Glenn, his fists covered in blood.
"Phil, he's done," said Jeff.
Phil just ignored him and kept punching, grunting as he did so. Jeff walked over and stabbed his sword through Glenn's forehead, getting Phil to stop. Jeff dropped his sword and looked around, horrified at all the dead bodies. Phil saw the look on Jeff's face and immediately got up to hug him. Jeff let Phil hold him and just shook in his arms. Phil rubbed his back and kissed the top of his head, trying to block his view of all the bodies. "It's done."
"I... I killed them," said Jeff, his eyes watering.
"It's ok," said Phil, kissing his cheek and turning his face away from the bodies. "Look at me, you're ok."
"I'm a murderer," said Jeff, tears running down his face.
"No you're not," said Phil, holding Jeff at arm's length to look him in the eye. "You did what you had to do, they would've killed you."
Jeff just put his head down and cried, so Phil pulled him into a hug again. He kissed the top of Jeff's head and rubbed his back. "It's ok."
Phil wiped a tear away with his thumb. "It's ok." He gazed over Jeff's outfit and tried to lighten the mood. "What are you wearing? And why haven't you ever worn it before?"
Jeff chuckled a little and wiped his eyes. "Let's get out of here."
"Yeah," said Phil, taking his hand and walking away from the scene with him. They found a small cabin a little ways into the woods and took up shelter there for the night.
Phil cuddled Jeff closer to himself as they laid on the floor of the cabin. "Are you ok?"
"Yeah," said Jeff, softly.
Phil gently ran a thumb over his cheek. "I missed you so much, Jeff."
"I missed you too, Phil," said Jeff.
"You have no idea how scared I was," said Phil, stroking Jeff's hair. "I had no idea where you were."
"I'm sorry," said Jeff. "I was trying to lead them away from you."
"It's not your fault," said Phil. "I'm sorry you had to go through that."
"They raped me, Phil," said Jeff, starting to cry. "Together, so many times. I'm so dirty."
"No, you're not," said Phil, wiping Jeff's tears away. "You're the most amazing person I've ever met, and don't you ever think otherwise."
Jeff shook his head. "You don't want me anymore, they did so many things-"
Phil cut him off with a kiss. "I will always want you. I love you, Jeff."
Jeff looked up at him, still sniffling. He didn't say anything, but he didn't have to. Phil knew, Jeff loved him back.
Jeff leaned up and kissed him, tangling his fingers in his hair. Phil happily kissed him back, wrapping his arms around Jeff's hips. Jeff moaned and licked his bottom lip, but Phil pulled away.
"Jeff, no. We can't," said Phil.
"Phil, I need this," said Jeff.
"No," said Phil. "What you need is time, not me to fuck you. That won't make it go away."
"Please, Phil," cried Jeff. "Just let me forget."
Phil pulled him closer and wrapped his arms around him, kissing his forehead and letting Jeff cry into his shirt.
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