Gone for good? - PART 1

                                    

                                          
hey hey. so this is the first part of a zombie apocalypse au. I think there will be 2 parts to this, maybe more, I'm not sure at this stage. I'm also working on the second part to 'Lost at sea', don't worry that'll be coming out soon. But yes - Tubbo angst is everywhere. This story was too long to publish just one chapter so why not make it 2 just to torture you guys. don't worry; I have a cliffhanger waiting for you >:3 LETS GET INTO THE PAIN~
                          
~TW~
                          
crying, broken bones I guess ;-;
                          
Tubbo, Wilbur and Tommy had been walking forever. Since the world turned to chaos, the three had been inseparable. Wilbur was like an older brother to the two 16-year-olds and Tubbo loved it. Many of their other friends had been infected by the loose zombies and the trio were extremely lucky to be alive. But their luck was running out...
                          
Tubbo walked along the edge of the pavement; his arms out to balance himself. Tommy and Wilbur walked further behind him, talking in a hushed tone so Tubbo could barely make out what they were saying. They wouldn't be whispering if they wanted tubbo to hear their conversation so Tubbo tried his best to block them out. A bee caught his attention and he forgot to balance himself so he ended up stepping off the pavement and spraining his ankle in the process. Tubbo fell and gripped his ankle in pain and Tommy and Wilbur rushed to his side.
                          
"TUBBO, are you okay?" Tommy asked, his voice full of concern. Tubbo could only shake his head as the pain engulfed his leg. Maybe it was more than just sprained. (author here; I've broken one ankle and sprained the other, and trust me, it's not pleasant. Anyway enough of my flashbacks) 
                          
"Of course he's not okay, he just fell and he's holding his ankle like he's about to die," Wilbur stated. 
                          
"Guys please don't fight," he cut in as Tommy prepared another comeback. Tears started to form in his eyes as the two stared at him uselessly. Tubbo sighed and signalled for Tommy to hand him the pocket knife. He hesitated for a little bit before deciding to hand it over. Tubbo took the knife and cut his jeans at the knee then sliced it up to make some sort of bandage to support his ankle. He tried to tie them around his ankle but he only ended up crying out in pain. Wilbur took over and firmly secured it around his swollen ankle, earning a few screams from Tubbo. Tears were falling steadily at this point. Once Wilbur moved away, Tommy pulled Tubbo into a hug and gently played with his hair to calm him down. 
                          
When Tubbo calmed down, the three got up and ready to head as far as they could. They were heading to the nearest town to seek shelter and hopefully find some food or supplies. That was unlikely but they needed to have some hope. Tommy and Wilbur helped Tubbo up and he slung an arm around each of them to help him walk. The journey would be slow but they couldn't stop. His ankle was still throbbing but he ignored it and put all his energy into walking.
                          
~Time skippy~
                          
Finally, the town came into view. Tommy jumped in victory which caused him to almost drop Tubbo. Tubbo squeaked as he tried to regain balance. 
                          
"Sorry Tubbo," Tommy said as he helped Tubbo back up. Wilburs face hasn't changed since Tubbo had been injured, which scared him in some ways. Wilbur was never any good at masking his emotions so he was clearly deep in thought. 
                          
The three wandered up to the town, looking around every corner and making sure the coast was clear before moving to a new area. They'd have to hurry to find a place to spend the night because the sun was going down extremely quickly, which meant zombies would litter this place if it got too late. 
                          
"Over here," Wilbur yelled at the boys. "This looks good enough, and there a bag in here so we can loot it. Doesn't look like this place has seen many people recently."
                          
"Awesome," Tubbo remarked as he hobbled over.
                          
The place was small but homely. Whoever was in here last made it feels cozy and seemed to be geared for many months. The bag was filled to the brim with things they would need including, food, medicine, first ad kit, water and many more useful items. Tommy set Tubbo down in the corner and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. His ankle hadn't stopped hurting the entire way there. He screwed his eyes up and leaned his head back on the concrete wall trying to take his mind off the pain.
                          
"Tubbo? You all good man?" Tommy asked as he noticed the poor boy struggling to keep the tears in. 
                          
"I- I'm fine," he tried to say before being cut off by Tommy pulling him into the second hug today. Tubbo melted into Tommy's arms and never wanted to leave. But all good things come to an end. Tommy pulled away and told Tubbo to try to get some sleep. He'd given up trying to stay awake so he let his body drift into the void. 
                          
Tommy was upon him, tearing at his face. He wasn't human. Tommy had been infected. Wilbur was yelling at Tommy to get off Tubbo but he never listened. Tubbo's body ached and he felt betrayed. His best friend was killing him. Tearing at him slowly. Ripping him apart. Tommy was no longer there. He'd gone. Tommy was gone...
                          
Tubbo woke to a grunting noise. Glancing over at the other side of the cramped space he saw Wilbur hunched over Tommy who seemed to be unconscious but Tubbo couldn't tell.
                          
"Wilbur? What's wrong with Tommy?" Wilbur jumped as Tubbo spoke. He clearly wasn't expecting Tubbo to wake. "Wilbur? What's going on? Please answer me," Tubbo was begging at this point. Wilbur was definitely keeping something from him, his face said it all. He didn't say anything, he just stepped away from Tommy revealing the state he was in. Tubbo gasped and placed a hand over his mouth to keep him from screaming. Tears pricked in his eyes as he saw his best friend. "He's infected?!" Tommy's head was lolled to one side and he looked like shit. Parts of his skin were turning a sickly green and others were just rotting in general. The stench was horrible and it hurt Tubbo to see his friend in such a vulnerable state.
                          
"Tubbo I know this a lot to take in but we need to be civil about this-"
                          
"You knew. You knew he was bitten and you didn't even tell me. HE COULD DIE WILBUR, AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN THINK TO TELL ME?!"
                          
"Tubbo it was for your own safety. He's gone now, he's not coming back. Tommy's gone." This made Tubbo snap. Surely Tommy wasn't gone. Tommy would never leave him. Never. Right?
                          
Tubbo was pissed, angry and distraught. He needed to go let off some steam. He hobbled out despite Wilburs pleas for him to stay. The streets were almost empty apart from the odd zombie dotted around the area. It was the safest place they'd stayed at so far which was amazing for Tubbo. He ran up an empty office building and sprinted up the stairs. His ankle was on fire but that was the least of his worries; Tommy was gone. Tears spilled down his face as he reached the top of the building and he slowed his pace. Tubbo perched on the edge of the building, hugging himself to keep him warm as he cried. Tommy said he wouldn't leave him, they were going to stay together forever. No... this couldn't be happening. Tubbo's chest hurt as many different thoughts ran through his head. What if Tommy wasn't really gone... could he bring his friend back... he had to try. What was the worst that could happen...
                          
HAHA. how was that? don't worry, the next chapter will have plenty of Tubbo angst >:D
                          
what do u guys think will happen?
                          
anyways ~ BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE