Journal of a Survivor
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Category:
Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
27
Views:
5,935
Reviews:
58
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
March 3rd
Holy hell, TWO CHAPTERS! At once!
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March 3rd
Well…I missed my birthday…And I woke up to find myself in yet another closet, this time in a place I had never been before. For nearly twenty four hours Xander kept me in that damn closet, not letting me move because I was sick. I don’t even remember him moving me, and he says he’s pretty sure I didn’t wake up once while he was doing it. I guess when I get sick, all I want to do is sleep and not move. So now here we are, huddled in a convenience store and finally we have food. We don’t understand why this one hasn’t been looted yet, but we aren’t going to complain. At least, I’m not going to complain about it. We have food and water and I’m not sick anymore, so I’m going to sit on the roof of this building and watch the zombies roam.
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“Are you still sitting up here?” Xander asked, pushing open the covering to the stairs which gained access to the roof. Raen was perched on a chair fashioned out of milk crates and a bag of sand to keep everything from moving around. The brunette nodded, resting his open journal on his lap. He had found several poloroid cameras in the store below him, and for the sake of documenting what could be the end of the earth, Raen made sure to take pictures of the masses below him.
“I thought you were freaked out by them?” Xander rested a hand on Raen’s shoulder, absently staring out at the walking dead as well. He felt Raen shrug under his hand, but didn’t hear any sort of response, something that had become common since the other male had woken up two days earlier. He wondered if the ability to see the zombies had made the situation too real for Raen and it had thrown him into a sort of quiet, submissive mentality.
“We have a good deal of food, if you can call it food, and I think that we could stay here through the next rain. Since we have roof access and the ability to watch them, we might just find out why the rain makes them go away.” Raen didn’t have any sort of response for what Xander was talking about, and the sound of groaning from the street below was all that Xander had to listen to. It was getting unneving and he didn’t understand how Raen could sit outside for hours on end, simply watching them scratch at the walls of what ever building they targeted, groaning and moaning like some bad porno movie.
“We can see the sky now,” Raen spoke softly. His voice was so quiet and under used that Xander almost hadn’t heard him, but the blonde quickly looked down at the other boy.
“Well, yeah, we have roof top access now. So?”
“We can figure out when it’s going to rain,” was the only answer he received. Xander sighed softly and once more stroked his fingers through Raen’s hair, now soft thanks to the full day of rain and Xanders idea to fill everything and anything with rain water. They both agreed that being clean felt amazing, but they knew that it wouldn’t last long and that they shouldn’t get used to it.
“Do you want to go somewhere else when it rains again?” he asked.
“We haven’t seen any other signs of life around, at least, you didn’t. Where else would we go?” Xander wasn’t going to complain about Raen’s depressed attitude, not when the brunette was at least talking again.
“We could scout a new place to survive on the first rain, and raid the convenience store across from us for more food. When the next rain after that comes, we could move to our new hiding spot and hope that we find it safer that we find this place,” Xander told him. The blonde made a mental note to bring several more sand bags to the roofso he would be able to sit with Raen and observe. He didn’t like being away from the smaller male for such long periods of time, not that he was keeping track of the time of course.
“Did we want to try the mall? It’s only one level but if we pulled all the security grates down over all the store doors, I’m sure it would offer some sort of protection.”
“We could try,” Xander agreed, rocking ever so slightly. “It’s a step closer to the hospital, which is where I think we should head.”
“The hospital? Why there?” Raen twisted his body to look up at Xander, wondering what his blonde boyfriend had in mind. It still boggled him when he tried to understand why Xander thought what he did.
“Better medical supplies and the chance to find more people. I think that a lot of people would have fled to the hospital, especially if they were attacked. Antibiotics, some surgery equipment, and who knows what else.”
“Then that’s where we have to go, isn’t it?” Another silence flowed over the two, but it was far from the peaceful quiet they had obtained while living in the grocery store. Now they could hear the zombies right below them, the undead stretch as far as they could see in their small town. The rain would bring their answers to why the zombies fled when it came, and it would provide them a chance to run yet again. All they had to do was wait.
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March 3rd
Well…I missed my birthday…And I woke up to find myself in yet another closet, this time in a place I had never been before. For nearly twenty four hours Xander kept me in that damn closet, not letting me move because I was sick. I don’t even remember him moving me, and he says he’s pretty sure I didn’t wake up once while he was doing it. I guess when I get sick, all I want to do is sleep and not move. So now here we are, huddled in a convenience store and finally we have food. We don’t understand why this one hasn’t been looted yet, but we aren’t going to complain. At least, I’m not going to complain about it. We have food and water and I’m not sick anymore, so I’m going to sit on the roof of this building and watch the zombies roam.
.
.
.
.
.
“Are you still sitting up here?” Xander asked, pushing open the covering to the stairs which gained access to the roof. Raen was perched on a chair fashioned out of milk crates and a bag of sand to keep everything from moving around. The brunette nodded, resting his open journal on his lap. He had found several poloroid cameras in the store below him, and for the sake of documenting what could be the end of the earth, Raen made sure to take pictures of the masses below him.
“I thought you were freaked out by them?” Xander rested a hand on Raen’s shoulder, absently staring out at the walking dead as well. He felt Raen shrug under his hand, but didn’t hear any sort of response, something that had become common since the other male had woken up two days earlier. He wondered if the ability to see the zombies had made the situation too real for Raen and it had thrown him into a sort of quiet, submissive mentality.
“We have a good deal of food, if you can call it food, and I think that we could stay here through the next rain. Since we have roof access and the ability to watch them, we might just find out why the rain makes them go away.” Raen didn’t have any sort of response for what Xander was talking about, and the sound of groaning from the street below was all that Xander had to listen to. It was getting unneving and he didn’t understand how Raen could sit outside for hours on end, simply watching them scratch at the walls of what ever building they targeted, groaning and moaning like some bad porno movie.
“We can see the sky now,” Raen spoke softly. His voice was so quiet and under used that Xander almost hadn’t heard him, but the blonde quickly looked down at the other boy.
“Well, yeah, we have roof top access now. So?”
“We can figure out when it’s going to rain,” was the only answer he received. Xander sighed softly and once more stroked his fingers through Raen’s hair, now soft thanks to the full day of rain and Xanders idea to fill everything and anything with rain water. They both agreed that being clean felt amazing, but they knew that it wouldn’t last long and that they shouldn’t get used to it.
“Do you want to go somewhere else when it rains again?” he asked.
“We haven’t seen any other signs of life around, at least, you didn’t. Where else would we go?” Xander wasn’t going to complain about Raen’s depressed attitude, not when the brunette was at least talking again.
“We could scout a new place to survive on the first rain, and raid the convenience store across from us for more food. When the next rain after that comes, we could move to our new hiding spot and hope that we find it safer that we find this place,” Xander told him. The blonde made a mental note to bring several more sand bags to the roofso he would be able to sit with Raen and observe. He didn’t like being away from the smaller male for such long periods of time, not that he was keeping track of the time of course.
“Did we want to try the mall? It’s only one level but if we pulled all the security grates down over all the store doors, I’m sure it would offer some sort of protection.”
“We could try,” Xander agreed, rocking ever so slightly. “It’s a step closer to the hospital, which is where I think we should head.”
“The hospital? Why there?” Raen twisted his body to look up at Xander, wondering what his blonde boyfriend had in mind. It still boggled him when he tried to understand why Xander thought what he did.
“Better medical supplies and the chance to find more people. I think that a lot of people would have fled to the hospital, especially if they were attacked. Antibiotics, some surgery equipment, and who knows what else.”
“Then that’s where we have to go, isn’t it?” Another silence flowed over the two, but it was far from the peaceful quiet they had obtained while living in the grocery store. Now they could hear the zombies right below them, the undead stretch as far as they could see in their small town. The rain would bring their answers to why the zombies fled when it came, and it would provide them a chance to run yet again. All they had to do was wait.