Friends before Lovers {NUKE fanfic}_@Mintgal2

24

Nick
I knew the others suspected that there was something going on between Luke and I. I knew Bonnie and Mike did too.
--25 minutes earlier--
"This might hurt." Bonnie said, and pulled out peroxide out of her bag.
"Shit." I said, and groaned. I pulled back my jacket to reveal my bullet wound, which was poorly stitched.
"Wow. Who did that?" Mike asked.
"Luke." I said, and winced as Bonnie probed at it. "Jesus, can you not?"
"So." Bonnie ignored my request, and started to cut down the bleeding, against my shoulder's rapid pain. "You and Luke sure are close."
"We're friends." I said, and I opened my mouth to say more, but the social shock of the Luke's mentioning kept me silent.
"Okay." Mike said, and scoffed.
"What?" I asked. "What's that 'sposed to mean?"
"Oh, nothing." Bonnie said, and smirked. "Just Mike being a bit of a child."
"Oi, not just me." Mike said in defence. "You're the one who started the--"
"Hush." Bonnie hissed, and unscrewed the lid of the perioxide. "Just forget it."
"No, like, What do you--" I began, but was cut off by Bonnie pouring the stuff into my wound.
And god, did it sting.
...
I mean, there was only really one thing I could interpret from that. And Luke mentioned Rebecca saying something, and I knew she knew. Somehow.
But when Luke said we needed to get low key, I knew he hinted staying away from eachother.
Admittedly, this is my first ever...person I've ever liked like that. I don't think I know how to stay away. But I knew I didn't like Bonnie and Mike implying that, so I knew I would have to try.
And right now, what with Rebecca having the baby...What am I supposed to do? I don't know any of that stuff. I still haven't had enough emotional time to deal with Pete, and now people are dropping dead all the time. All this pressure is getting too much, and I know I will snap.
And I knew something bad will happen after that. In fact, I'm sure a long line of terrible events will happen.
And when everything hits the shit storm, I'm going to have to cut and run. To avoid anymore people dying. I'm sure it'll be better after that. I knew it would take a lot to leave Luke, and Clementine, and Rebecca. I could honestly deal with Kenny getting off my back all the time. But right now, I just...I need to see the better in this bad situation.
....
Luke walked away, his gun in hand. Clementine followed Jane, and Bonnie and Mike left to the museum.
"Just breathe, okay?" Kenny asked Rebecca. Rebecca nodded, and tried to breathe normally through her laboured pants.
"Are you okay?" I asked, and knelt down beside her.
"Do I look like it?" Rebecca scoffs. "God forgives you know what this feels like."
"I just..I only asked if you were okay!" I laughed, and shook my head.
"I'm fine, besides all of this." Rebecca said. "Jesus. I can't...I've had not a lot of time to deal with this."
"I know I have some guts to say this, but...I know how you feel." I said.
"Yeah. I forgot it's only been a short amount of time since..." Rebecca began. "But hey. I'm always getting the feeling I'm alone. Makes me glad you're here. And Clementine."
I smile. "You're the only one who's said that. I'm usually and emotional baggage."
"Only to certain people." Rebecca said, and winked.
"Oh my god." I rolled my eyes. "I...I know who you're talking about."
I blushed.
"Good, we're on the same page." Rebecca said, and then winced. "God. I can't wait until this is over."
"We just need to get through this." Kenny said, when he arrived back from grabbing his gun. "I just hope Clem and Jane get a building soon."
"Uh huh." Rebecca said, and clenched her eyes shut. "Fuck...."
"It's okay." Kenny reassured. "You'll be fine."
I looked away, guilt ridden. I wanted to leave, right now. I just couldn't.