Hope is Dead

Chapter sixty seven

Evan entered the kitchen where Brock and Brian went, Brock looked over at him ''Can I talk to Brian alone for a moment Brock?'' he looked at Brian before nodding and left, Brock shut the door behind him as Evan crossed his arm's over his chest ''Look, I know you're worried about everyone's safety but I really think this place is safe.'' Brian turned looking at him ''Why? Give me a great reason why a place that's named safe zone is safer then being out here where there is nothing.'' Evan stared at him ''Food, water, warmth, maybe there's military soldiers there helping people.'' Brian rolled his eye's and went back to what he was doing which was ripping up small leaves ''I don't like any of this any more then you do alright.'' Brian scoffed ''Really, because to me it seem's like your trying to separate everyone.'' Evan looked at him confused and stepped forward.

''I'm trying to split everyone up?'' Brian nodded ''Who brought us all together?'' Brain looked away ''Huh?" Brain hit the counter and turned to him ''Sure, you're the one that brought all of us together but right now you're pulling us apart.'' Evan glared at him ''Don't make me get mad at you too.'' Brain didn't speak ''Why? Gonna leave me behind too?'' he asked and left the kitchen, Evan hung his head sighing and sat down, Jonathan stepped into the kitchen finally having been standing there for a while listening to them. He lightly rubbed Evan's back knowing he was very stressed and depressed at the moment.

''Come.'' Jon said making his mind up and lead Evan upstairs while Brian when back outside slamming the door behind him, Evan pulled but Jon pulled more getting him up the stairs ''I gotta go talk to him.'' Evan explained as Jon shut the bedroom door ''You're gonna give yourself a heart attack talking to everyone right now, just lay down.'' Evan sighed sitting on the bed ''I'm fine.'' Evan groaned leaning forward, Jon locked the bedroom door and pushed away from it walking over to him, he pushed on Evan's shoulders making him sit up, Jon then cupped his chin and kissed him, Evan's eye's widened not being ready but sunk into it, he then noticed Jon pushing him onto his back. Evan stopped him and Jon chuckled ''We're both depressed right now Evan, and your stressed.'' Evan pushed him up so he was standing again ''Really?'' he asked a bit confused and shocked.

Jonathan nodded and leaned in but Evan pushed him away again, they didn't speak, just stared at each other ''Evan, listen.'' Jon said sitting down beside him on the bed ''Sex is known to be a stress reliver.'' Evan looked to him ''I'm not saying I don't want sex, I don't want someone walking in.'' Jon smirked and leaned in kissing Evan's neck ''I locked the door.'' Evan smiled letting Jon kiss his neck because with every touch of Jon's lip's felt like everything was going away.

Evan pushed him away and looked at him before leaning forward kissing him, Jon pushed him till he laid on the bed before crawling on top of him, Jon pulled away taking his sweater off so Evan sat up holding him so he wouldn't fall back. They connected again kissing passionately, Evan flipped them over pinning Jon to the bed moving them up a bit and continued kissing him moving the kisses down to his collar bone.

Luke went into the kitchen looking threw the cabinet's as Marcel leaned on the door ''Should we tell?'' Luke turned looking back at him ''What?'' Marcel shrugged ''Why did we plan on keeping it a secret?'' Luke stared at him ''What harm would it do?'' Luke shut the cabinet door and walked over to him going around the island in the middle of the kitchen ''Don't you remember? We don't know what they'll think.'' Marcel looked at him ''Luke, Lui and David were about to get married.'' Luke nodded ''I know but that was them, the other's might not be so approving.'' Marcel looked at him ''There's not a lot of us left y'know.'' Luke saw he was holding back the feeling of crying.

''It's ok to cry y'know.'' Marcel nodded and looked up at him ''I don't wanna morn about them.'' he said crossing his arms ''Why not, they were your friends.'' Marcel nodded ''That's not why.'' he said throwing his arm's down to his sides ''They weren't people who wanted other's to morn about them after they left, none of them are.'' Luke sighed and grabbed Marcel's hands ''It's not good to morn over friends because sometimes it's harder to forget then it is to remember.'' Luke hugged him ''It's always harder to forget then to remember.'' he added rubbing Marcel's back looking over seeing Lui looking at them before walking to the living room.