Junkyard Bastion

Forgive And Forget

<8:02pm> <Beckett's POV>

I don't know what the hell he was thinking—bringing Orion into this. Well—maybe he probably didn't. Knowing Orion, he probably secretly followed him here.

I tap my fingers on my leg, genuinely wondering how I'm gonna explain this—Shit, I can't even explain it to myself.

Now that I'm thinking of it, hugging him then, pushing him away to... well, run away from him isn't exactly the best course of action.

Considering we've just reunited a few days ago.

After years.

Of me running from him.

I hate how fucking complicated this all is—how stupid it is. And I can't even get that angry, I put myself in this position. Either way.. I just don't wanna deal with this right now. Can't he just... take Orion with him and just leave me here?

I need more time.

But how do I-

Zeriah walks in, disrupting my thoughts. He sits next to me and I genuinely don't know how to react anymore. Do I just push him away again? Maybe if I just moved, Maybe if I-

A hand rests on mine and I flinch, instinctively pulling it away. "You know you can't just run forever yknow." He speaks up—he had no anger, or malice in his voice. A small noise makes its way out of my throat and I turn over to lay on my side, my back facing him.

His hand finds it way into my hair, and he ruffles it softly, and I find myself relaxing into the action. "I-" his hand swiftly covers my mouth and I begin to wonder how he could tell until I remember—he can feel it. And can probably hear it from there.

I turn my head slowly just enough to look at him from the corner and I realize he's been staring at me. I turn the other way. "I know your not good with your words." He finally speaks up—"but forcing me away isn't the answer either." As if the guilt weren't already twisted around my heart, the grip tightens, and I nearly choke.

"I'm..-" I turn to face him. "I'm sorry." I hesitate at first, but I reach a hand up to tug a bit at his hair, It seems it's recently twisted again. "D-did your sister help you with your hair?" He seems satisfied with my question and nods with a smile. "It looks nice on you."

I get up slowly, leaning back onto my hands. "I'm sorry I keep pushing you away. But.." my throat suddenly feels tight, and I feel myself heating up for a reason I can't name.

"I-I don't know. Honestly—I don't understand why I can't just-" My jaw closes once again. I run a hand through my hair and I exhale deeply. Zeriah slides closer to me and pats his shoulder, allowing me to rest on it.

I hesitate for what I think was a second too long for him, and he pushes my head onto his shoulder. "I'll let you think—But I'm gonna have to chaperone you this time." He raises an eyebrow at me and turns to face the door of the treehouse.

I just don't understand why I'm feeling like this—it's so confusing. How come I react so harshly just a hug and now I'm here, resting on his shoulder? Just what the hell is wrong with me?

I look up at him, and he gives me a smile—a smile as if he knows something. I don't understand what it's for, but maybe one day I will.

But maybe things are okay.

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<9:22pm> <???>

I carefully add one more drop of serum to an antidote. Not only have I been working tirelessly to cure this damn zombie-like disease, but I also have to wrestle FUCKING ZOMBIES FOR IT!

I seriously need another cup of water.

I slide out of my chair (a spinning one, of course.) And I walk over to a fridge, powered by my imagination. I grab lukewarm water out, and I gulp it down, almost choking on it.

I let out a, I'll admit—an over-exaggerated sigh, and I trudge back to my office, kept as tidy as possible. Before all of this, I always joked on how new phones are overrated and we should just go back to booth phones.

Well, dreams come true.

No, I'm not fucking happy about it.

Do you even know how many times I had to fix that damn line? Either way.. I have to use it again to ask my supervisor when the new antidote is coming in for me to test it.

As I discuss with my supervisor I see the zombie gnawing at it's metal cage again. Hah! Like that'll do anything-

...

...Don't be like me. Do NOT jinx yourself.

I sit on the growling zombie as I repair the cage, and I sigh. Again. I wonder when Tom's gonna take the shift.

...This zombie makes a good, relaxing, vibrating chair... Ow- Fuck it just hit me with a wrench!

...

The zombies back in the cage, and my supervisor confirmed the drop-off of this new antidote. I swing around a little keycard on a string (no we do not have those fancy ones,) and I take a look at my recent invention, the DNA extractor.

Now it can extract any bodily fluid or cells you want—I promise, but it works best with the DNA of.. well humans who didn't transform after a zombie bite.

I'm so close to perfecting it, and God am I tired of waiting. And my first capture is in the South of America; I think in the northern area. If your wondering why the hell I'm—well, we are collecting these people, is because since their DNA didn't go through that full zombie transformation, they've gained... what we think is powers.

It's still unconfirmed (By yours truly,) but as long as I get my hands on one.

That would be enough.

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<9:34pm> <Zeriah's POV>

I was expecting him to move away but he's still on my shoulder and honestly? I regret it.

My shoulders hurt so bad.

And Orion thought it was an invitation so now he's on my OTHER shoulder. I lay my head back on the tree that goes through the treehouse, and I think about falling asleep until I feel Orion get up off me—Finally. He faces me and he squints his eyes, and I'm really not sure why.

"Do you.. ever think about.." He pauses every few words and I sigh. He's so dumb, but that's alright. I have another dumbass laying on me as I speak. I wrap an arm around Beckett, it's getting colder these days.

"Do.. butterflies make nests?"

I take it back; One dumbass, and one bigger dumbass.

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AN: Oh yeah. Traumatized teens cuddling. That's what's up, me!! (high-fives myself coolly)

Anyways here's another chapter AS promised. Btw who do you think this new mysterious scientist is? Notice how he repeats something the main character repeats? "Either way.." (Hint hint wink wonk)

You'll find out in maybe the next chapter or next. 😼

Yes yes, Zeriah and Beck made up so your gonna be feeding on some amazing communication after this?!?! And maybe an adventure far from home. No spoilers tho 🙏