Apocalyptic Love (Dave Strider x Reader x Dirk Strider) - Hiatus

Prologue

Your POV

"Jake, I can't leave you!" I yell at the top of my lungs, tears gushing out of my bloodshot eyes, blurring my vision as I pulled at Jake's arm.
"You're my b- best friend.. I can't leave you here!" Roxy grabs you with her bitten hand, loosening your grip from Jake's arm, and Dirk latches his hand around your wrist, and you struggle against their grips, reaching for your best friend once more.
"(Y/n).. (Y/n), run. I'll hold them off." The black-haired boy called back, holding his bitten shoulder, blood seeping out of the wound. Roxy quickly pulls me away and uses her free arm to wipe the tears from her face.
"(Y/n), we can't stay here with him baby." Roxy says while she picks up her pace, in fear of any other zombies getting to close to us. She never looked back to see Jake. And she didn't even say goodbye.
"NO!" I shriek in fear and anger, blood rushing and pumping rapidly in my veins as I struggle against Roxy and Dirk's grips, but having no choice by to give in and run with them. They both pull me along with them, and I turn my head away, tears running down my cheeks. The sound of rapid gun shots from behind us makes me try to turn back around to see Jake, but Dirk only tightens his grip on my arm, and pulls me forward. With this, Roxy loosens her grip on my arm and runs ahead of us.
"Dir-." I look over to testify, only to see tears falling out of his shaded amber eyes and sliding down his cheeks. So I didn't say anything, I just kept on running.
When we made our way back to our make-shift camp, Jane, Kanaya and Rose rush over to us.
"What was all that shooting for Rox? And where's Jake?" Jane asks with an unsteady voice.
"He held those fuckers back.. But there were just too many of them." Dirk chokes out while sliding off his shades and wiping his eyes, using the back of his arm to wipe the sweat from his brow. "We have to leave. Now. They're going to be coming this way before long." A shill shriek was heard from inside the forest, and the gunshots stopped. And that's when Dirk's facial expression dropped, and more tears began to fall down his cheeks. "Let's go. Now. Pack up your stuff." He said, false strength in his voice, trying to keep his composure.
I climb into my tent and pack up my blankets, spare jackets and food. I look to the edge of where my makeshift bed once was, and my hand passes over a photo. A photo of Jake and I before our everyday lives turned into this fuckery. Quickly, I shoved it into my pocket, and rushed out of the tent, my daggers in my hands.
"There are more coming, hurry!" Rose yells back at me, and I run to catch up with her, Kanaya, Roxy and Jane. I turn around and wait for Dirk to walk out of  the tent that was once his and Jake's before taking off into the forest with him, heading north-west. Zombies trailing not far behind us.

And yet, this was only the start of a heart-wrenching week.