Fibre Mortem: Rhesus Factor

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The week that followed that night was probably the worst week I'd ever had. Reese wasn't talking to me, or anyone for that matter. He was a ghost in the community. No one knew where he was, or where to find him. Only my dad, and I wasn't going there to find Reese.

Nathan didn't want to talk to me for a couple of days after either. It seems running away right after left the impression that I was in love with Reese and guilty about what we'd done. He was half right. I was feeling incredibly guilty. I was also feeling like an idiot and the more I thought about what we'd done, the more I felt stupid about it.

Luckily, he hadn't passed the virus to me. Which made my ridiculous thoughts even worse. I couldn't be with Nathan again, not like that. I kept telling myself that I'd just been lonely, I'd been hurt by everyone around me being liars that I gave myself away physically to drown out the emotional pain I was feeling.

My dreams, however, told me that I wanted more of Nathan. Some of them ending sweetly, others were nightmares in which I'd gotten the virus and became an undead flesh-eater, thirsty for blood.

So I stayed away from the lab and I gave up trying to talk to Reese. We were all better off being strangers at this point. Everyone had gotten hurt over me, including myself, so I decided to hide out. We all know how good I am with that, right?

Mid-week I was ready to go off on myself. This was worse than cabin fever. I had to get out of this room before I did something stupid like off myself or something. Turns out, I didn't like being alone anymore. I'd grown accustomed and even cherished the little friendships I'd made, but they weren't really friendships. Neither of them. I was attracted to both of them, for two very different reasons and I couldn't go back, not after experiencing...

One morning I woke up and decided this was it. I'd had enough to wallowing around in my room. I needed to get over it all and start working on what I'd wanted to do before either of those buttholes walked into my life.

I wasn't surprised, though, I should have been when I walked into the lab to a huge commotion.

There they both were. Nathan was sitting in his room, one eye black and the other perfectly beautiful blue one staring daggers across the room.

I followed that eye to the line of sight, "Reese?"

Seeing them both there, again, brought up flashbacks from the night I...

"Yeah, sure, say his name first Doll. It's not like he was the one that--"

Reese jumped again, teeth flashing, "Don't you even fucking say it, Nathan. You didn't do shit but use someone because you're pathetic! I should punch your other fucking eye shut too!"

Drake and a new guard, someone I hadn't seen before, were holding Reese back from making good on his threat.

Poor Mary, she was desperately trying to get a look at his hand and failing miserably.

I chose that moment to take action, I walked up to Reese and put my hands on his cheeks. At first, he tried repelling from my touch but when he saw I wasn't letting go, he stopped and nodded.

Mary was able to step in and finish tending to his, which didn't look any worse for wear. Probably because he only went for Nate's eye and nothing more. If he had, He'd have ended up in a containment room right next to Nate.

I finally got a good look at both of them and they looked as worn down as I felt.

"Don't stare at me like that Liv," Reese said standing up to put space between us again.

Nate took this as an opportune moment to speak, "Don't worry Doll, you can stare at me however you want." He winked for good measure.

This set a shit storm of chaos into motion, that I knew Nate purposefully wanted to happen. It was like he was asking to get his ass beat.