Journal of a Survivor
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Category:
Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
27
Views:
5,931
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.
February 4th
February 4th
We’ve been moving around a lot lately, and I don’t mean just within the store. There isn’t time to get my thoughts down. The rain has been coming off and gone for a long time now. Day after day, over and over again. I don’t know what to think about what’s been going on, but I know that it’s been a bonus for both myself and Xander. The rain means we can find a new safe place to survive, and with the rain being as constant as it has been, we have been able to move large quantities of food from place to place as well. I know that we don’t have that much food as it is, but we’re moving it. There’s no guarantee that we are going to find a place with a food stash as huge as the grocery store we had been in.
At the moment, the two of us are huddled together in what looks like it used to be a storage unit. It was the only thing that was empty and unlocked. I guess most people fled without taking their stored belongings. That’s a bonus to us. It may be small, but Xander is slowly opening a few of the other units. We have a bed! It’s tiny, and we pretty much have to lay on top of one another, but I don’t give a shit. It’s a bed, a real bed, a real mattress that isn’t made up of my shirt and pants. So far Xander hasn’t found any weapons, but we were able to open the indoor part of the units. Everything is connected via a long, slender hallway. This makes finding supplies easier, seeing as Xander doesn’t have to try and run around in the rain, or outside in normal weather without being discovered.
I know we have to keep moving, but at the moment we are safe. Food needs to be replenished and I’m not looking forward to finding a new home. We haven’t heard or seen any others survivors, but I’m sure that we can’t be the only people who are left alive. The world just doesn’t work that way, right?
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“Raen?” Xander wrapped his arms around his new boyfriends shoulders, holding him from behind, not that there was much room in the current storage unit they were in. The brunette in front of him seemed to be lost in his own mind and it was concerning Xander ever so slightly. Both of them needed to be alert and aware at all time if they were going to survive, especially now that they were attempting to make contact with others. The radio that Raen carried with him had shown no sign of life, but that didn’t mean that there wasn’t someone else out there.
“I don’t want to die here…” Raen mumbled quietly, not shifting when Xander held him. Death was something he couldn’t avoid thinking about, not with it lurking so close.
“We aren’t going to die here Raen, you know that. We’re going to get to the mall and find others. If we don’t find them there, we can at least get real two way radio’s and try calling over one of those to see if anyone is going to answer us. I have this all planned out Raen, don’t back out on me now. We can’t survive in this place and you know it as well as I do. At least at the mall we can get more supplies, and I’m pretty sure they have one of those mall convenience stores where we can get food.”
“I think you’re starting to ramble,” Raen spoke quietly, but he knew that everything Xander was saying was true.
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Yes, I'm aware this chapter was tiny. I have more coming, just give me some time!
We’ve been moving around a lot lately, and I don’t mean just within the store. There isn’t time to get my thoughts down. The rain has been coming off and gone for a long time now. Day after day, over and over again. I don’t know what to think about what’s been going on, but I know that it’s been a bonus for both myself and Xander. The rain means we can find a new safe place to survive, and with the rain being as constant as it has been, we have been able to move large quantities of food from place to place as well. I know that we don’t have that much food as it is, but we’re moving it. There’s no guarantee that we are going to find a place with a food stash as huge as the grocery store we had been in.
At the moment, the two of us are huddled together in what looks like it used to be a storage unit. It was the only thing that was empty and unlocked. I guess most people fled without taking their stored belongings. That’s a bonus to us. It may be small, but Xander is slowly opening a few of the other units. We have a bed! It’s tiny, and we pretty much have to lay on top of one another, but I don’t give a shit. It’s a bed, a real bed, a real mattress that isn’t made up of my shirt and pants. So far Xander hasn’t found any weapons, but we were able to open the indoor part of the units. Everything is connected via a long, slender hallway. This makes finding supplies easier, seeing as Xander doesn’t have to try and run around in the rain, or outside in normal weather without being discovered.
I know we have to keep moving, but at the moment we are safe. Food needs to be replenished and I’m not looking forward to finding a new home. We haven’t heard or seen any others survivors, but I’m sure that we can’t be the only people who are left alive. The world just doesn’t work that way, right?
.
.
.
.
.
“Raen?” Xander wrapped his arms around his new boyfriends shoulders, holding him from behind, not that there was much room in the current storage unit they were in. The brunette in front of him seemed to be lost in his own mind and it was concerning Xander ever so slightly. Both of them needed to be alert and aware at all time if they were going to survive, especially now that they were attempting to make contact with others. The radio that Raen carried with him had shown no sign of life, but that didn’t mean that there wasn’t someone else out there.
“I don’t want to die here…” Raen mumbled quietly, not shifting when Xander held him. Death was something he couldn’t avoid thinking about, not with it lurking so close.
“We aren’t going to die here Raen, you know that. We’re going to get to the mall and find others. If we don’t find them there, we can at least get real two way radio’s and try calling over one of those to see if anyone is going to answer us. I have this all planned out Raen, don’t back out on me now. We can’t survive in this place and you know it as well as I do. At least at the mall we can get more supplies, and I’m pretty sure they have one of those mall convenience stores where we can get food.”
“I think you’re starting to ramble,” Raen spoke quietly, but he knew that everything Xander was saying was true.
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Yes, I'm aware this chapter was tiny. I have more coming, just give me some time!