Dangerous fellows one shots

If Lawrence didnt confess Pt 2

It's been a few weeks since we got trapped in the basement.

Nothing has really changed in the feelings part.

I still feel as crappy as ever. I only have energy to eat and sleep.

I did pile myself in blankets in a nice tight corner. It was originally a closet but it was renovated into a bigger room not too long before the apocalypse happened. The supplies needed to renovate were still in the other room.

There was a emergency supply room down here. That's where I got all the blankets and pillows for this. I'm not a monster, I gave Lawrence a few blankets because I felt bad that he had to see me cry.

I would walk around occasionally but I'd mostly just be bedridden.

Lawrence would occasionally check up on me and talk but I'd check out of the situation half way through the conversation.

I don't know where Lawrence sleeps. I've never seen him anywhere other than the main room or my open area.

I mean what really was there to do other than sleep?

My ears started to ring all of a sudden.

It had been happening more frequently now that everyone was gone.

Some say that sudden ringing in your ears is the dead trying to talk to you in the afterlife.
I'd like to think everyone is happy there.

It's most likely my brain was trying to fill the void with noise though.

I had dreamt of everyone happy in the safe zone, getting along and laughing.
Even Scarlett was there.

Sadly if I could change anything- if I could go back- and prevent what had happened.

It seemed like every single time I thought about it I became even more depressed about it.

The fact that everyone is dead is just now starting to sink in.

At first I was just in shock. Now I'm just numb to it all.

I began to feel tired again. My eyes began to droop lower and lower.

I fell back onto the pillows and blankets. My vision began to fade as I rubbed my face into the pillows.

My vision was all black but I could vaguely hear Lawrence come into my room.

Or at least I think it was Lawrence.

I tried opening my eyes but they were too heavy.

"Lawrence..?"
I said in a groggy tone.
My voice was a lot quieter than it was a few weeks ago. Almost frail.

"Yes Y/n?"
I heard from the doorway.

"Will you... sit with me? At least for a little bit?"
I asked in a hushed voice. I almost wanted to cry.
I want to spend more time with him. Even if it was just talking.

My brain was starting to wake up more and more.

I opened one eye to find that Lawrence was walking up to me.

Slowly but it still made me jump.

"Woah! Sorry did I scare you?"

I shook my head as I rubbed my eyes.

Opening both I noticed that Lawrence wasn't wearing his coat or his glasses his hair wasn't it's normal neat style. It looked messy and undone.

He looked like a whole new person.

He settled himself right beside me laying his head next to mine.

He sighed as he adjusted his back.