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[R/D]chapter twenty six: jealousy and rage

Toby POV~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Please...stay awake, stay alive...

"W-why haven't they opened their eyes...?!"
Sam asks, I'm holding (y/n) in my Arms, but they've been out cold...they're still breathing, thank god.

"I dont fucking know, that man stabbed their eye and then they just passed out!"
I yell, that fucking clawed stumbles in with Jack on his back.

"What happened to you guys?"
Jack asks, I guess I look pretty fucked up too, they tried to make me talk before they got (y/n), but a bloody lip and cut cheek wont make me break...i guess they got me to in the end though.

"Long story, we just have to get out of here, we're not safe!"
I say, the clawed looks at (y/n) and growls, training his eyes towards me with a glare that could kill, jokes on him, hes dead and I'm not.

We run out the door, but Sam stops in his tracks.

"Wheres Oliver...?"
Sam mumbles.

"Oh fuck, did anyone see him before you found us??"
I ask.

"I saw him chasing one of those jacket symbol fuckers, after that I didnt hear from him."
Jack says.

"Uh...we should find him...Oliver tends to go overboard when hes mad."
Sam says.

"But the jacket guys arent going to be stupid about us leaving for long!"
I say.

"Let's go."
A voice says, I jump back and flip to see who it is, and my eyes meet a blood soaked Oliver...holding a broken knife.

"Holy shit, whatd you do??"
I ask.

"You...don't wanna know."
Oliver says, looking at (y/n).

"Are they alright?"
Oliver asks.

"I think so, their eye is probably done for though, he stabbed it...there was a lot of blood..."
I say, Oliver grabs them from me, probably trying to make sure i don't get hysterical with keeping them safe...but i want them back, why'd he take them without even asking??

"C'mon, this looks like a pretty small town, it probably wont be long until we hit a road or another city."
Oliver says, starting to walk.

"...why is there so much blood on you?"
Sam mumbles, walking along close to him.

"I saw (y/n) get knocked out, I tried to get them and...and someone knocked me out too."
Oliver says.

"Are you sure? You dont really look hurt.."
Sam says.

"...I'm sure Sam."
Oliver says, I can swear he hesitated in saying that.

"They're so peaceful, if it weren't for the cuts and blood, you wouldn't even know they were in trouble."
Oliver says quietly.

"When we get somewhere safe, we gotta get patched up, (y/n) could be missing an eye and I'm missing a pretty good piece of my damn arm."
Jack says...oh yeah, he is, didnt notice that.

"I'm so hungryyy"
Oliver groans.

"Dont we have gummy bears?"
I ask.

"The ones I gave (y/n) almost a month ago? they're probably melted by now, less gummy bear, more gummy brick."
Jack says, chuckling a little at his joke.

"We could Build a gummy house and eat it for years!"
Sam says with a smile.

"...where would we use the bathroom at?"
I ask, Jack and oliver cringe.

"...I retract the gummy house idea."
Sam says, shivering a little.

"Maybe when we get to Denver, we can get a farm? Then we wouldn't be hungry, or cold, and we could always be happy and safe...!"
Sam says.

"That sounds amazing...plus I can pet baby cows."
Jack says.

"And we wouldnt have to worry about random assholes shooting us or something."
Oliver says.

"Well, we'd still have to worry about assholes, just way less, and we can build an electric fence to keep them out!"
I say.

"Hey, look!"
Jack says, pointing to a road leading into the woods.

"I told you, now let's go! I'm so sick of this place and I've only been here for a few hours."
Oliver says.

We run into the woods, and I cant help but keep my thoughts on Oliver and (y/n)...I don't like them in his arms, I fucking hate it, he's my friend, and he probably doesn't know what (y/n) means to me...but even if he doesn't, it still makes me really pissed off to him him hold them...im the one they've known the longest, im the only one who should be allowed to hold them..

"You alright? You look like you're pissed at the air."
Oliver says, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah....yeah I'm good, just thinking."
I say.

"Fucking hell, can we just stop already??"
Jack groans.

"We're barely out of the town and you wanna stop?"
Oliver mumbles.

"...in case you havent noticed, I'm MISSING A PIECE OF MY ARM."
Jack yells.

"Well (y/n) probably had it worse...they're probably gonna lose that eye.."
Sam says quietly.

"Dont remind me, just knowing I was there makes me feel sick."
I say...I can still see it...them jerking around like a captured animal, bleeding everywhere, before just...going limp.

"I think theres a camp, one of those summer camp things people would send their kids at...those poor kids."
Oliver says, staring at a map...did he have that before? Did that survive the trap, but not the food??

"I heard they almost died all the time there, bugs and adults always sneaking around."
Sam mumbles.

"The adults were trying to kill them??"
I ask.

"No...something else."
Sam says. [This is probably a horrible dark joke-]

"Theres the tents! Well, what's left of them at least."
Oliver points into the woods, I see a bright yellow thing in it.

"Let's go!"
Jack yells, sprinting into the woods.

...I wish (y/n) was awake right now.