Their only remaining companions—Sid and Jojo—carried the unconscious Hugo to the upper floor to handle.
Jojo slashed his long knife at the two zombies that were there. They were an old couple and it broke his heart to do so, as they reminded of his grandparents who raised him.
Khalifa, on the other hand, was confused and didn’t really know the flurry of activity that ca after.
She only rembered using all her remaining powers, killing all the zombies in their way to quickly find a room. She quickly ford ice on the door, blocking the way of any obstacle there was from keeping Hugo alive.
She knelt beside him, icing the wound and Sid quickly treated it.
During this ti, Hugo had sowhat regained consciousness, groggily opening his eyes and seeing his woman frantically trying to save him, tears continuously falling down.
If soone told him a week ago he’d be willing to die for a woman he slept with a few tis, he’d have shot him in the face.
But here he was…
Would she love him more than her other n if he died for her?
What was bothering him more now was the fact that he knew Khalifa found zombies ugly.
"Kill …" he said, voice croaking, "I… I don’t want to beco a zombie…"
Khalifa vehently shook her head. "No… not everyone bitten becos a zombie…" She told him gently, leaning down to kiss his lips, not fearing any infection. To Hugo, this alone would’ve made everything worth it.
***
They gently placed him on the bed on his stomach, revealing his bloodied back. Other than those, there were no other changes.
The two boys watched him closely, ready with their weapons after settling him, just in case.
After a while though, there was still no change. The two n looked at each other, pondering. "There’s no sign of being zombified."
"Maybe his ability… delayed it?"
The thought made them raise their weapons higher.
"Maybe gaining ability gained immunity?" Jojo mumbled, slowly putting down his guard a bit, and Sid followed closely.
"Maybe, maybe not…" Khalifa mumbled, correcting them. She did not want them to think they’d be indestructible if and after gaining an ability.
"The ice will lt soon and he’ll bleed all over." Sid worriedly said, turning his head to Khalifa and his eyes dilated at the sight of her.
For so reason, Khalifa looked a bit dazed, flushed, and breathing very heavily. She was also drenched in sweat, so much that her thin cotton shirt clung to her curvaceous body for dear life.
He gulped, both concerned and aroused. "Are you okay?" He asked, touching her forehead, then moved to her soft arms. "You’re burning!"
She moaned under his touch and Sid couldn’t help but recall her moans from last night, and it made his mber rise.
Fuck, he shad himself, this was an ergency! What was he doing feeling aroused?!
Khalifa sighed internally. She overexerted again and was very horny.
"I’m fine…" she mumbled, weakly prodding away the hot palm against her skin. "Deal with him first." She forced herself up, gasping erotically in every movent and went outside.
Jojo had his attention on Hugo, still worried, while Sid’s eyes followed every of Khalifa’s movents.
To the two boys’ surprise, she ca back with a first aid kit (from the space). "Found one in the next room." She said without batting an eyelid.
She then unceremoniously handed over the kit to them and sat down, because she felt weak and her legs were shaking.
Sid noticed this and handed the kit to Jojo, guiding her down. When he let go of politeness after holding on for longer than necessary, he could still feel her softness on his palm.
Khalifa couldn’t help but look at Sid’s handso face and rembered the warmth of his hands.
Sid cleared his throat and walked to assist Jojo, a fourteen year old who obviously had no idea what to do with the box he just handed to him.
They cut the cloth of Hugo’s shirt for better access and they both gasped at the massiveness of the injury.
If Khalifa didn’t freeze him, it was estimated so internal organs had already fallen down!
Khalifa frowned and looked at the wound, her heart dropping.
She pursed her lips, thinking of what she could do.
Unlike normal water elents, her supernatural power was also mutated even in this place.
This ant that she could use so of her integral skills, as long as they were related to water.
For instance, she could regulate body temperature, she could use ice where injuries were swollen, and she could use warr water to regulate movents where it should.
She could not only purify the wounds, she could also accelerate the body’s natural healing process.
Finally, she could redirect blood where it should be.
"I can help him with my ability but…" Her ability was already drained.
Obviously, she couldn’t sleep with Hugo now, and definitely not the kid.
She looked at Sid, he’s from the entertainnt industry… so he should know a lot about these things?
Sid’s dark eyes t her beautiful blue-green orbs. Seeing her look, Sid’s heart skipped a beat.
Then with an unfathomable expression, she pointed to the door.
Sid nodded, brain buzzing, not knowing what to expect…
But his body couldn’t help but feel hot anyway.
***
"Where are you going?" Jojo asked as he stared at the two adults going out the room, leaving him—the poor kid—alone with a dying person.
Sid couldn’t really speak anymore. For a seasoned actor, he felt that he stuttered a lot around Khalifa.
"I’m figuring out a way to recover my abilities to heal him," Khalifa said, cheeks hot as she felt her whole body burn in desire.
Not that Jojo noticed this, of course.
On the contrary, the teen only looked at them admiringly. "Good luck!" He said, before turning his head back to his other idol, the tal-wielding Hugo.
Outside, Sid gulped, opening the door for her, heading to the next room.
They chose the farthest room from where Hugo was.
The two were silent as she locked the door, and then turned to look at the handso man in front of her.
The electricity between them was palpable, and it suffocated them both.
Taking a brave step forward, Sid then held her warm cheek and looked into her glazed eyes.
"Are you…"
"I need a man’s sen to recover my abilities." She told him, straight to the point, feeling a little antsy. "Are you willing to help us, just for a while?"
His deep eyes looked at her beautiful face and lustful expression, shifting down to her full kissable lips.
Who on earth could reject this invite?
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