Dedicated to SnowdropRose for always supporting me in this foolish adventure called writing :p

Matt POV

Yes, I was in the infirmary. Yes, Will put me here. I could have never imagined such a small person like Will could've sprained my ankle - although mildly, bruised my left arm and dampened my spirit so much. Well the last part...the last part I could believe.

I can't get the look of sheer hatred he wore out of my mind. The infirmary was a large, dull tent lined with sterile cabinets, citronella candles and empty gurneys. It was always so hot in the tents during the day but I could see - by the partway of the tent - that the sun had begun setting. A warm, orange glow illuminated the people walking passed and, occasionally, peeking in. I glared at every one that did that. Apparently when the world ended so did common decency. Yes, I know I got my ass handed to me on a silver platter with caviar as a side dish. It's not like I didn't know that enough already.

I rolled over and groaned, I probably should've rolled onto my right side. The infirmary is hardly used considering that all the guards and scouts had compulsory training six times a week. Valarie always came prepared - she knew medicine was scarce. Especially antibiotics and painkillers. People stocked up on those as soon as they possibly could before absolute chaos set in. Some pharmacies were completely cleaned out from what I've heard the scouts say. Speaking of which, I heard the groaning of the iron gate. Scouts were probably going on a run.

My mind drifted to Will. I'd try to apologize again. Eventually, once he's cooled down. He's a completely different person but my Will is still somewhere inside there. Somewhere in that cold exterior lies the gentle soul I fell in love with. Not that I still didn't love him. I do, I just want the old Will back. I suppose that's because I knew him better and that made it easier to love him. If this Will was the permanent one - one forged out of my own stupidity - then I'll get to know him all over again. Properly this time. I'd do whatever it takes. This Will clearly needed no help protecting himself, no help handling himself. But he needed help in at least one thing - healing himself. Healing the wound that I caused. Cliches were true sometimes: I broke it, I should fix it.

Dr. Elizabeth, the only doctor we have at the camp, came in and smiled tentatively at me. "Hi Matt, how are you feeling?" I knew she had a crush on me. She always blushed when she saw me. She was a very beautiful woman. She had midnight black hair always tied into a long ponytail, onyx eyes and a kind smile. A kind and thorough woman. I would've went for her if I met her before I met Will. After all, I am bisexual.

"L-let's", she cleared her throat, "let's check that ankle." She shuffled over to my bandaged and elevated ankle, "I guess you're lucky it was just a grade one sprain, Valarie wouldn't be all too happy if it were a worse injury." My heart stopped. Valarie. She was going to kill me - hopefully only figuratively. She hated it when someone was 'weak' or 'stupid' enough to get hurt. I was in a worse situation considering that I actually got hurt inside the camp. I must've zoned out because all of a sudden there was a cold feeling on my ankle, I flinched. "So-Sorry", Elizabeth smiled slightly, "I have to try and stop the swelling every now and then..."

Night had almost completely set - I only realised that after Elizabeth leaned across me to light a candle. Her breasts were right in my face and so I diverted my attention to the right and my eyes focussed on the candle that was right there. Right next to her.

"Elizabeth, I'm flattered bu-"
"You son of a bitch!" That Logan kid barged in and shoved me off the gurney. "Excuse me, but can I help you", Elizabeth all but shouted. I groaned as I yet again fell on my left side. Logan walked over to me and picked me up by the hem of my shirt, "It's your fault he left, it's your fault he hates me too now!"
He raised a fist but I quickly kneed him in the stomach. Adrenaline officially coursed through my system on two accounts. Firstly Will left, that was more pressing right now. Secondly, some random kid was trying to beat the crap out of me - which disgusted me considering that Will was mine in the first place. That feuled the anger that coursed through me. I climbed on top of him, ignoring the pain in my ankle and punched him square in the jaw. "Matt stop it!" Elizabeth yelled helplessly.

He groaned but pushed me off of him. My ankle twisted again and I had to restrain myself from screaming at the searing pain. He took the time to jump to his feet and kicked me in the stomach. Elizabeth ran in between us with her arms sprawled open, "Let's all just calm down!"

"Calm down?!" He and I both shouted at her in unison. We glared at eachother before I decided to take pride in the split lip I gave him. "Will was fine, he was happy with me until you decided to just pop up out of nowhere and ruin everything!" My face contoured in anger. Will is mine, I ran at him and tackled him through the flap of the tent, I heard metal clang and fall - I must've knocked over a cabinet. We both landed on the ground with a thud and I punched him repeatedly while screaming, "I know you'll just break his heart, you don't love him!" Logan flipped us over and did the same - it must've looked like some awkward dance - and started punching me left and right, my face burned wherever he hit me, "Like you broke his heart? Sounds like you don't love him!"

There was an earpeircing scream and several gunshots but that didn't stop our awkward little dance of him flipping me over and me flipping him over. We only stopped when two combat boots stopped next to us and an cold voice say, "You two are like children. Poorly behaved children", my body stiffened and so did Logan's. We both looked up at Valarie glowering down at us. And then my eyes snapped to Will staring at us with bored eyes.

Apparently Logan also noticed Will because we both said, "Will!" Then he glared down at me and I glared up at him. Will kicked Logan off of me, "Stop it. Let's go." Only then did I notice the several tents on fire and people rushing to the gate. Elizabeth was crying and just staring at us with blood on her hands, "Valarie, oh my God, there's... Those things are in the camp!" She came towards Valarie but she swiftly drew her sword, "Are you bit, scratched or did you touch one of those things?"

Elizabeth stopped dead in her tracks, "N-no, Sir." Valarie quickly surveyed the doctor, "Okay good, come with us doctor. Quickly." I tried to stand up and almost fell to my side, Will motioned to help me but Elizabeth got there sooner. He looked at us for a split second before turning around and half jogged next to Valarie. We were heading in the opposite direction of the gate. Logan asked the question on everyone's mind, "Why are we going this way? The gate is over there."

"Never box yourself in, there's an exit I had the engineers build in that was only to be used in situations like this one", Valarie said smoothly. We reached the wall and only then did I notice the wall of vines that obviously hid a door. Valarie brushed them aside and we all headed out of it one by one. "Are you alright?" Elizabeth asked me quietly. My face stung, so did my knuckles and my ankle burnt unimaginably. "I'm fine", I couldn't take my eyes off of Will.

Logan was walking beside him in silence, "I'm just fine."