Infectious (yandere boys zombie apocalypse x-reader)(Completed)

Chapter 21

    You stare blankly at your shadow reflecting off of the carpet in boredom as your instinctive feelings tell you that something is definitely wrong right now.

    You take your knife from the sheath attached to your attire, roaming about the motel's hallways in search of your beloved friends. You whistle the chosen tone Jax taught you just in case of emergencies while listening for anything out of the ordinary. 

    Yo head down the stairs leading to the lobby area, the awful stench of fresh blood along with the unforgettable sound of zombies chewing on another poor living being reaches your ears. 

    Your widen (e/c) gaze locks onto a small herd eating on what's left of Beth's deceased form and mixed emotions overwhelm you at the idea of that poor girl ending up like this. The knife handle presses painfully against your palm, your mind falling prey to the darkest parts of your personality. 

    You swiftly charge into battle with the undead as you quickly stab a zombie not paying attention in the back of the head. You pull the blade free, blood splattering onto your face. 

    Its body collides with the crimson puddle dying the flooring red while you struggle to hold another one back with your left arm. You growl, plunging the knife deep into its eye socket. 

    You push its lifeless corpse off of the blade with a sickening slicing sound and turn to come face to face with the last zombie remaining. You kick it harshly in the stomach, sending its frame tumbling to the floor.

    You hold down the zombie by pressing your foot onto its caved-in torso as you exchange your knife for a discarded pipe laying somewhere nearby. You scream out in frustration, repeatedly bashing in its head without hesitation. 

    Blood mixed with brain matter splatters every which way while you ignore the gore caked all over your shaking frame. The pipe slips from your blood-stained fingertips, your gaze focusing on Beth instead. Your knees give way from underneath you and you land on the floor with a splashing thump. You stare blankly at her bitten and chewed-up body, tears rolling down your flushed face. 

     You blow your bloodstained bangs away from your face as you accidentally smear more blood all over your (s/c) skin. You struggle to hold yourself together, your quiet tears fading into broken sobs. Your breath comes out ragged while your torso raises and falls in panic. The echo of footsteps closing in on you goes unnoticed by your mental breakdown, a heavyweight settling against your unstable frame. 

    A heavyweight settles around your shorter frame as you feel your shoulder-blades press against (Aiden's/Jax's) solid form. You lean onto him for support, not sure if you can move from your fallen position. His head crashes onto your shoulder while he squeezes you tightly like you're the most fragile thing in the world. 

    He snuggles his face onto your cheek despite the blood caked all over you, lacing your fingers together. He somehow manages to pick you up without any difficulty and carries you toward the only exit. You cuddle up to him for safety and protection from your post-apocalyptic world, deciding to never leave his side no matter what.