Chapter 13:

Trespassers (4)

Don't Die, Will

James looked at the gate. He wasn't sure if he heard it right.

"Marco?!" The voice called out again.

He definitely heard it now. He moved away from Arthur and came closer to the gate. He pressed his ear and tried to listen.

"Run, Nolan." Arthur mumbled. It was too hard for him to talk.

"Brad, cover his mouth." James whispered.

Brad covered Arthur's mouth. He tried to get free but couldn't. The punches from earlier made him really dizzy. James tried to listen again. He heard two different voices. Two males.

"Where's Marco?"

"Hm...he usually never leaves his post unless it's really urgent."

"Should we just climb up the walls?"

"How the hell are you supposed to climb it?"

"What do you mean how? You'll boost me. I'll open the gates from inside."

"Hm, that's a way to do it."

"Haha, you see Nolan, I can be smart too if I want. It's just I don't wanna ruin your fame, that's why I act like an idiot most of the time."

"You're acting like one now."

"I am gonna pretend as I didn't hear that. Anyway, are we climbing the wall or n-"

"AHHHH!" Brad screamed out.

Arthur bit his hand. Brad backed off a bit and got busy with his hand.

Arthur spit some blood and screamed with his last strength, "Nolan! Run! Don't come here! Run and call the others! We are taken hos-"

Brad stroke his head with the back of his AKM to shut him down.

"Don't run, or I will kill your friends here." James threatened.

It got quiet for a moment. Two gun clicking sound came outside of the gate.

"Let's have a chat, shall we?" James offered.

"Who are you people?" Nolan asked, "What do you want?"

"I'll answer all of your questions. But first, drop your guns and other weapons."

"Shut the fuck up!" Ethan shouted, "We aren't doing that!"

"Ethan, I am handling this. So, shut up." Nolan whispered.

"What was your name? Nolan, right?" James tried to play it cool.

"And you are?"

"I am James. I don't mean any harm. So, you can put your guns down."

"What are the guarantees that you won't kill the others?"

"I won't. They would be dead by now if I wanted to."

Nolan kept quiet.

"And don't try to pull any tricks. Sometimes, smart people's move kill others."

Nolan was still silent. He was thinking a way out of this. But couldn't come up with anything.

"Do you want to see your friends dead?"

"No. Don't hurt them."

"Then, put down the guns."

Nolan took some deep breath and slowly lowered his gun.

"Nolan, what the fuck are you doing?!"

"Ethan, do as he tells."

"We can't lose our weapons!"

"Ethan." He looked at him, "Do it."

"Tch." He was forced to put his gun on the ground.

"Did you put them down?"


"Good. Now slide them under the gate."

He did as he was told. James picked up the guns.

"Do you have any other weapons?"

"I do have a bow. But no arrow."

"You can keep that. Now, I am opening the gate. I am repeating it again, don't try to pull any tricks or everyone dies."

"We won't."

James signaled Marco to open the gate. It took him few seconds to move the heavy gate. As the gate got out of sight. They faced each others for the first time.

"Nolan, it's him! That fucker from the forest!" Ethan pointed at Brad.

"I saw. Now, calm down."

"We should have killed him when we had the chance. He must have followed us and told the others of his crew."

"Now it's not the time to think about it. Calm down for now."

Nolan looked at everyone and tried to observe the new faces. James signaled Marco to close the gates. Nolan looked back at the gate closing up. They were completely trapped. As they abandoned their mission, they were the first one to return. Which meant others were still out there. But he felt like there wasn't much hope. The guy standing in front of him would take hostage everyone like he did Nolan and Ethan. Nolan turned around and looked James. His eyes were shining and he was smiling.

"Welcome to hell."


"We're fucked." Olivia looked at the map with a flashlight on, "We've searched everywhere. We found nothing."

Will made Buck walk really slowly. It was dark at night. So he had to hold a flashlight with one hand.

"I didn't realize that we would be this unlucky."

"Hmm...maybe Jack mistakenly circled the wrong locations? That's possible."


"Jack..." She mumbled, "He never does that."

"You said something?"

"Ah? No. More importantly," She changed the subject, "We need to find a place to stay for the night."

"Yeah." He replied, "Check the map. Maybe there is a town near by."

"Hmm...actually there is one." She flashed her flashlight upwards, "If you make run Buck...I'll say, it will take only 15 to 20 minutes."

"Make it 30. I don't wan to make a lot noises."

After half an hour, they entered the town. Surprisingly, they saw no deads. Not a single one. They randomly chose a house to stay the night.

"Should we leave Buck here outside?" Will asked, "It might be dangerous."

"Well, I don't see any cannibals. So, it should be fine I guess."

"Hmm." He looked around, "If you say so."

He tied up Buck with a tree next to the house.

Olivia tried to rotate the doorknob.

"It's locked." She said, "Stay on guard. Someone might be in there."

She forced open the door with her knife. The downstairs was dark.

"I don't think anyone should be here." Will mumbled.

"Better being safe than sorry." She pointed out, "You go check upstairs. I'll look here."

Will moved up the stairs. The corridor connected three rooms together. He checked the first room. Nothing was there. A bed with a dirty sheet, A table which was covered with dust. He noticed something on the table. He got closer carefully and flashed his light.

Oh, Jesus Christ. He covered his nose.

A dead cat. It was already rotten. But the smell was strong. He quickly got out of the room. The second room had a big mirror hanging on the wall next to the room door. Which was relfecting the third room's door. He checked the second room first. No, nothing. He closed the door. Which made a click noise. But he heard another sound coming from the third room.

Someone's there.

Will slowly grabbed the doorknob and tried to open it. It was locked.

Someone's definitely in there!

He moved his leg a little. It hit something and a sound. He looked down and saw a bottle can.

Shit. I messed up.

He heard a growling noise coming from inside. and footsteps. It was coming towards the door very quickly.

A dead?

Will didn't get the time to move away from the door. It broke the door and pushed him along with it. He hit the mirror behind him. It broke into pieces. Some of them scratched and got stuck into his back. He fell down on the floor with the whole door on him. The dead was on the door and was trying to reach him.

"Olive!" He screamed.

She was already climbing the stairs hearing the sound of breaking mirror. She pulled out his knife and stabbed it's head. It got quiet. She pushed it off the door.

"You okay?"

"I am not." He moved away the broken door off him, "I hurt my back. I think it's bleeding."

"Let me see." She pulled him up and looked at his back.

His back was bleeding through his T-shirt. Broken pieces of glasses were hanging from several places.

"It scratched a lot." She said.

"Fuck." He mumbled.

"But it's nothing serious. Go sit downstairs." She said, "I'll look around and see if I can find anything to stitch up the wounds."

Will got down the stairs and sit on a sofa in the living room. He couldn't move his back and it was itching. After a while Olivia came smiling.

"Took you long enough."

She hiccupped, "Look what I found in the bathroom." She showed him a bottle of antiseptic liquid and toilet tissue papers, "Just need some nylon threads and a needle."

"Check my bag." He said, "Maybe there is something."

Olivia searched his bag. Turned out, he had a medical box.

"You never said you had a medical box."

"I forgot." He said, "It always stays in my bag for emergencies. I never take it out so I forgot eventually that it was here."

She opened the box. There were a small round box of nylon threads, a small antiseptic bottle, some cotton balls and few needles.

"This will do. But I gotta heat up a needle." She said, "Gotta make a fire."

"You do have a lighter, right?"

"Hmm, but where can I find something to burn? Maybe there is something in the kitchen."

"You won't need to do that. Look at there." He pointed behind her, "There's a bookshelf."

"You're right." She took out some old torn books and lighted them up with fire and heated up a needle.

"Now..." She sit behind him, "I'll take out the glasses. It will hurt a little. Sit tight."

He nodded.

She slowly started to pick out the piece of glasses. And his body was making sudden moves out of pain.

"Stay still." She took out the sharp glasses one by one, "All right, now take off your shirt."

"My back hurts. I can't move properly. Help me with it."

She helped him to get off his shirt and had the first glance of his muscular back.

"You're..." She touched his back, "bleeding a lot."

"Ouch! ouch!"

"O-oh, I'm sorry."

She put some antiseptic liquid on a cotton ball, "It's gonna sting so you know."

"I know."

"Here I go then." She started to clean the wounds.

He started to groaned and his body was trembling. After cleaning up the wounds, Olivia took the threads and the needle. And started to stitch up the bigger wounds. Her hands were touching his skin. They felt warm and was kinda sweaty. Which was making his skin crawl. He shook his head.

"Say, Olive."


"Where did you learn all these things?"

 She hiccupped again, "What things?"

"This. Stitching, cleaning. Where did you learn?"

"From my old man."

"You were really closed to your dad, weren't you? You talk about him a lot

"Of course I was. He was my only family."

"Yeah, I know." He smiled softly, " You miss your father a lot, don't you?"

"Yeah. He was my everything."

"I miss my mom."

"It's how it is. We all have heavy rocks on our heart."

"Yeah." He said, "By the way..."


"D-did you ever have a boyfriend?"

"Umm...Why are you asking that all of a sudden?"

"I- don't know. I just felt like it." He said, "You never mentioned it before so..."

"Hmm..." She lowered her head on the left side, "I had some."

"How many are we talking about here?"

"4/5 maybe. Maybe 6. I don't remember."

"Sheesh, I never even had one."

"It's not important to be in a relationship all the time. The one who is made for you will come around eventually. At least that's what I think."

"Wo, you never actually say stuff like this. What's gotten into you?"

"S-shut up."

"You're acting all dizzy. What's wrong?"

"Shhh, don't move."

Will smiled. He never thought that he would be this close with Olivia. When he first met her, she was very protective of herself and wouldn't let him get into her comfort zone. But after all these years, they've gotten really close. Now that he realized, he was more closer with her than anybody else.

"Tell me about yourself."

"Hm? What?" He wasn't paying attention.

"Tell me about your love life."

"There's nothing to tell. I never had a girlfriend."

"You never even kissed anyone before?"

"Y-yes! I-I did!"

"Yeah, sure you did."

"I am telling the truth."

"Oh, really? What was her name then?"

"Ahh...h-her name was F-Faelina. Yes Faelina."

"Faelina...really? You really want me to believe that?"


"You could've done better."

"All right, all right. I've never kissed anyone before. You're happy now?"

"I appreciate your honesty."

He exhaled.

"Since you don't know how it feels like to kiss." She came closer to his ear and whispered, "Would you like to know?"

"S-stop. I don't like it when you try to tease me like that."

"Okay, I'll stop."


"So, would you kiss me or Emma?"

"Again?!" He exclaimed, "What's gotten into you?"

"Just answer it. I am actually kinda curious to know."

"Huh..." He scratched his head, "I-I would say...Emma."

"Now you're just trying to avoid the situation."

"What?! I answered the question."

"Oh really? Emma? What's so good about Emma?"

"Why are you so curious?"

"I'm not. I just want to know why you've chosen her over me. Am I not good enough? What does she have that I don't?"

"Ahh..." He couldn't think of anything, "Umm...she's blonde, I like blonde girls. S-she has a good personality. And ah..."

"So I don't have a good personality. Is that what you're trying to say?"

"When did I say that?!"

"That's enough. You've disappointed me."

"I never said that you'd be a bad kisser."

"Oh, really?"

Shouldn't have said that. Shouldn't have said that.


After that, things got a bit quiet. No one said anything. The living room was dark. The flashlights were filling up some darkness but it wasn't enough. Buck was neighing once after a while. Other than that, it was completely silent. Will was never been to a situation like this before, alone at night with a girl. So he was a bit nervous. As her bare hands was constantly touching his back, his sexual tension was increasing. He knew that whenever two opposite genders gets alone, that happens.

Olivia stitched his last wound and cut off the thread with her teeth. Her lips softly touched his wound.

"Ah." It hurt a little.

She put away the needle and the box of threads.

"Is it done? Can I wear my T-shirt now?"

"Shh." She replied, "Don't make sudden moves. It may damage the stitches. Stay like this for a while."


It was a bit awkward for him. He was sitting facing his bare back against her. That was making him feel insecure all of a sudden. He didn't sense any movement from Olivia.

"Can I sit facing you? It's a bit awkward."

"Shhh." She softly touched his lower back, "Do you work out?"


"You know, I like muscular males." She started slide her hands upwards and carefully avoided the wounds, "I never knew you were hiding this body all this time."

"Well, I-I-"

She softly kissed his upper back.

"O-Olive, What are doi-"

"Shhh..." She kissed his neck and whispered with a calming voice, "Don't you want to find out if I am a good kisser or not?"

"You reek of alcohol."

The air coming from her mouth tingled his ear. He shook his head. Right then, he felt a faint bite on his right earlobe.

"Olive, we can't d-" As soon as he turned around she kissed him.

Her tongue slowly entered his mouth and was touching his upper side of the tongue. He felt her soft and warm lips. Her sweet taste was filling his whole mouth.

So this is how it feels like to kiss. But she does reek of alcohol. Where did she even find alcohol?

That was the moment he realized that he could not hold the tension anymore. He pushed and laid her down on the sofa while kissing. He didn't realize that his hand was already touching her chest. She started to take off his pants and he pulled off her white tank tops. She seemed to struggle to unbutton his pants.

"Wait, let me..." He unbuttoned his pants and pulled it off.

He kissed her neck and touched her bare chest. They felt really warm. Her nipple was poking his hand. His left hand slid down her smooth belly and touched her inner thigh. He felt his penis touched by her left hand. He unbuttoned her tight jeans and pulled it off halfway. His eyes could see her black panties clearly even in that dark room. His hands gently touch her crotch area. Which made her moan a little. He looked at her. Her eyes were closed and her face was half covered with her right arm. Her naked body was slowly moving as she was breathing. He gently touched her belly button with his right thumb and slowly slid it down to her panties.

"I am taking it off." His breathing was unstable.

She bit her index finger and nodded like a good girl. As he touched her panties to take off, she raised her legs. He slowly pulled it off and dropped it on the ground.


It was shaved clean. He couldn't stop staring at it. He recalled all the lady parts he saw in porn but the one in front was the most beautiful one he ever saw in his entire life.

"S-stop staring." She looked away and said with a sweet voice.

Despite being always bossy, she acted really innocent at that time. Which made him smile unintentionally.

"You're so cute."

"S-shut up!"


Being under pressure. It means being made to feel forced to do something. When we feel under pressure the nervous system instructs our bodies to release stress hormones including adrenaline, noradrenaline and cortisol. These produce physiological changes to help us cope with the threat or danger we see to be upon us. This is called the “stress response” or the “fight-or-flight” response. But sometimes, people's mind goes blanked when they are under pressure. They couldn't think about the most simple solution at the time. Even the smartest person on the planet struggles with it.

But Will wasn't the smartest person on Earth. He wasn't even the bravest human being. When he had to decide what to do, his mind went blank. He lost in his thought's for a moment. When he came to his senses, he discovered himself kneeling down in front of the monster.

The monster named James.

"I'll ask you again." He started to speak, "You have two options."

Will looked at him. He was holding a gun with his left hand.

"Either you save your sweet little sister here." He pointed at Julia with his gun.

She was kneeling down beside James. Her tears wouldn't stop.

"Or you save your friend." Then he pointed at Olivia. She was also kneeling down beside the monster.

The 2 most important women of his life.

His breathing got unstable as all ways. And he couldn't think. But he knew one thing clearly. No matter what he chooses, he was already fucked.

The monster came closer to him and sit down on his kneels. Will looked at his smiling face.

"What are you gonna do, Willy boy?"