Left Behind - Part 1 Of 4

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2nd part AU where Tess is alive 🤟

Arthur x Karen

Can you write an imagine of jealous reader, Ellie and Cat are already dating and the reader has been avoiding and ignoring Ellie because of it. Unfortunately they get assigned patrol together throughout the ride Ellie tries to get the reader to talk laugh look at her anything but nothing does the trick, a horde forces them to stay overnight in an abandoned building. Ellie confronts the reader of their current behavior but the readers is just sour and petty toward her. The next day Cat is waiting at the gate and showers Ellie with kisses and hugs, Joel & Tommy are there for her too while the reader just walks pass them alone. Yes I love angst

Summary: Reader breaks ellie's heart and ellie breaks readers, will they ever be the same again

A/N: Thank you for the request <3 I love angst so much but writing it breaks my mf heart PLZZ. Sorry if this was short :(

Warnings: Angst, heartbreak and jealousy

Word count: 1.9k

"Ellie and Y/N will take the gas station." Tommy said.

Those words made your heart drop, god fucking dammit. You could already sense Ellie's excitement, she always got excited when you guys were assigned together. As of right now you were angry with ellie but she had no idea, fucking clueless.

Ever since cat and ellie got together you couldn't look at ellie without wanting to deck her in the face. You liked cat, she had done a tattoo of yours before, but you liked ellie... so much it hurt. Ever since she came to Jackson your stomach did twist and turn at the thought of her.

You would always catch her and cat making out with each other in the back of the church at dances, kissing by the fire when y'all would sneak out, holding hands while running from hoards. All the things you wanted Ellie to do with you she did with cat, it made you sick to your stomach.

"I don't think that's going to work out!" You shouted, causing everyone to turn around and look at you.

Tommy looked up from his clipboard, giving you a surprised look. The looks you were getting made you want to sink into the floor, especially the look Ellie was giving you. She looked at you with confusion but still looked so fucking cute while doing it.

"The gas station I mean...." You tried to save yourself but you could sense you were failing miserably. "I've never done the gas station before and I would feel more comfortable doing something I've done before."

That was a lie, the gas station was probably one of the easiest places too clear but you couldn't go with ellie.... it would be torture. Some of the others in the room laughed silently knowing how easy the gas station actually was, it's not like you couldn't do it.

"Y/n, i can't c...." Tommy started but was interrupted by ellie.

"I can show her!" She blurted out, a stupid smile on her face.

You gave Ellie a death stare, almost as if she just shot a loved one in front of you. You wanted to say something but you didn't want to dig the hole deeper so you just bowed your head down and threw your bag over your shoulder.

"Okay then... it's settled." Tommy started, handing you a key to the gas station. "You guys leave tonight!"

It's only for a couple of hours, the worst that can happen is getting stuck up in a hoard and having to stay at the gas station overnight with ellie. You hoped it would go smoothly though, clear the gas station and its surroundings then get out. easy enough

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Of course the worst that could happen, happened for you. You had been ignoring Ellie ever since you left. No words were spoken on your end, just a few okay's and half ass instructions. Ellie was really trying to get you to talk to her, like everything in her power.

Ellie felt she did something wrong or you hated her for some reason, which was odd because not long ago you guys had been really close. She was getting really worried about you, you just didn't seem like yourself lately.

The assignment was going well, there weren't many infected to kill so it was super easy. That night came along and the hoard came through, but the hoard was the least of your problems at the moment. You and Ellie were trapped in a small room in the back of the gas station, door bolted shut and very little room.

It wouldn't be that bad usually, you would actually quite like it, being all trapped and cozy with ellie. That was until ellie decided to tongue fuck cat every second of every day, now it just wasn't the same.

You guys were now sitting at the small fire you had created, wrapped up in your jacket while eating a can of beans. Ellie was poking at the fire, watching as the flames danced around the wood. Ellie looked nice in the glow of the fire, enough to make your heart skip a beat but not too get out the images of you third wheeling every time cat was around.

"I'm getting tired of this weather man." Ellie spoke, putting down the stick and curling up under her own blanket.

You stayed silent, eating your beans and watching as the fire dulled a bit. You hated winter, especially when you had to go out in it. It made it harder to travel on horseback and by foot, so you were basically fucked.

Ellie let out a small sigh, you could sense the hard hitting question from a mile away. The silent treatment, all the dirty looks, the bitterness.... Ellie wanted to know what your damn problem was before she exploded.

"What's wrong?? Why are you mad at me?" She asked, causing a slight eye roll from you.

You felt stupid yes but you couldn't help it, ever since ellie got here you felt for the first time maybe there was some light in this fucked up world. You were being stupid and jealous but you really liked ellie and obviously she would go for someone like cat.

A couple seconds of complete silence went by like hours, Ellie staring you down as you tried everything not to look at her. You were afraid you would never be able to stop looking at her, you just wanted to sleep, not fight with the love of your life.

"Is this about cat? I mean ever since we started dating you've been acting like this." She spoke, her voice nothing but calm and filled with complete concern.

Even though she was being nice, her voice was silky smooth through the rough air, that was enough for you to snap. All the anger and hatred all piled up in one tiny body, a body that has been broken over and over again and this was the last time it was going to be broken.

"Jesus christ ellie!" You shouted, enough for the infected to hear. "Is everything about cat!"

Ellie was surprised she got you to talk, after not talking to her for days or even weeks it felt, the first thing out of your mouth is pure venom. Ellie did like you, that was the whole point of her wanting to talk to you but she thought you didn't like her back and the friendship you had she didn't want to ruin because she knew what happened when friends kiss friends... She learned her lesson.

Ellie's heart broke a little when you raised your voice, she never wanted to hurt you or be hurt by you. She let out a small breath before taking up the courage to look you in the eye and speak. Your anger filled up the entire small room.

"So you don't like cat?" She asked the stupidest question she could have asked at this moment.

You felt like your body was literally shaking. You were so angry, why can't she just shut up and leave you alone...something normal people would do when people ignore them for days at a time. But you forget Ellie isn't any normal girl, she's heartbroken and scared of being left alone.

The next thing that came out of your mouth was horrible, something not even Ellie deserved in this moment and you will never forget it. You balled your fist up in the sheets, holding back your tears as you let out

"Have you ever considered maybe i don't like you!" You shouted, venom flowing out of your lips.

Ellie's eyes twitched, pure sadness hit her all at once. It hurt, it really hurt Ellie more than any wound she could suffer. She felt like her heart was being crushed in a million pieces, the heartbreak she has felt many times before.

You felt bad, so bad that you yourself could cry. If it was an option to stand outside in the hoard and let them eat you alive, you would do it. Ellie didn't deserve you snapping at her, but obviously you couldn't show that. If it made it so she didn't talk to you ever again and finally left you alone to wallow in your own self pity, you would say it again even.

"Y/n i..." She started, eyes hooked on yours, not once looking away.

"I'm going to bed, we have to leave early...you should get some sleep." You interrupted, not even giving her a minute to speak.

You laid down, body turned turns the door so ellie couldn't see the tears that flowed down your face. Ellie deserved cat, they were a match made in heaven... you just couldn't be led on anymore. It's shitty yes but there's nothing you can do now.

You could hear Ellie shuffle next to you, back turned to you as well. You let out a few silent sobs, face pressed harshly against the pillow so Ellie couldn't hear you. You shouldn't have come, you should've done everything in your power not to come here.

The trip back is going to suck...

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You both woke up in the crack of dawn, gathering all of your stuff in your backpacks before opening the door to see the hoard had moved up north. You both stayed silent throughout the entire trip, not wanting to talk after last night.

Your trip went smoothly, the only sound was birds chirping and the sound of the river flowing. It was beautiful, but you didn't care, the view was ruined by the awkward silence that had aroused since last night. You hated yourself so much at the moment, you ruined your chances of ever getting close with ellie.

At the gate Ellie stopped for a minute, turning around to stop you dead in your tracks. This was the first time this morning you had looked at her face, her eyes had been puffy and your nose had been stuffed up, apparently you weren't the only one crying last night. Her eyes met yours, dried tears streaked her face.

"I don't know why you hate me but I love you Y/N and I want you to know that.... not even some petty words can ever stop me from loving you. Whatever you're going through... I hope it gets better because you don't deserve it." She stated, eyes watering as she tried to break eye contact.

Fuck you ellie... You thought, now feeling like more of a piece of shit. You hated being the one to hurt her and her still loving you even if you did basically punch her in the face with your words. You couldn't hate her either, you were madly in love with her but it hurt you too much to see her with cat. You opened your mouth to say something

"Ellie!!" A woman's voice squeaked, it was cat.

Ellie wiped her cheeks before cat jumped on her, placing her lips on Ellie's. You watched, wanting so badly to sob right there. You felt what Ellie felt last night, pure heart break. Cat jumped down from off her, giving her an award winning smile.

"I missed you so much babe!" Cat spoke, placing her hands on Ellie's cheeks.

You could see Tommy and Joel come to welcome her back, but you didn't stay for very long. You walked past them, walking into the gate before setting your stuff down. Ellie's words echoed in your head, telling you that she loved you and you just stood there dumbfounded.

You knew you would always be the girl that had hurt Ellie, she would always look at you like that but she would still love you no matter what and that in itself hurt you like crazy.

joel in p1: experienced survivor, emotionally unavailable, doesn't break easy, smart enough to predict an ambush, hot dilf.

joel in p2: dumbass who saves random people, doesn't even keep his bag or gun on him when doing so, exposes his name to strangers knowing what he did in the past, uwu soft teddy bear who cant remember his 20+ years of knowledge on survival, died as a hot dilf.

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 1x04 - "Happy Progress Day!" ↳ "It wasn't a mishap, she froze up and lost her sh¡t. I could've handled those brats. She's a problem and we all know it."

Ellie + Seattle day 2 outfit

I’m replaying “Left Behind” and not getting emotional about it at ALL 😭😭😭

This will be my last response to these essays because I don’t think we’ll get to a point where there’s mutual ground and that’s okay lol. I did want to respond though because you offered some valid critiques on my post as well. This won’t be as long as the other for sure (at least I hope not).

You’re correct in that it’s up to interpretation of whether or not Abby feels guilt and if the small moments they provide us with are a indication of that. I can’t help but feel had she had a conversation with someone about guilt, it would have been met with resistance and notions of “so predictable” and not made a difference (not from you specifically. A lot of players of the game would have hated it no matter what because it didn’t live up to what they had in mind). Maybe I'm wrong with this and it would have been well received but no way to know.

As I stated in my previous response, the connection with Lev and Yara seemingly was brought on by them saving her and vice versa. Whether or not she feels obliged to help them because of this, there’s no reason to believe she would have gone back to the WLF after going AWOL. Owen couldn’t go back after Danny. Lev and Yara absolutely wouldn’t make it past the front gates. It goes back to the theory about purpose. If she’s found a new purpose in caring for the two of then, then why would she go back to the WLF? That’s not saying that after 4 years she wouldn’t have befriended anyone. We saw small interactions with a few characters but nothing that would lead us to believe she created deep connections with multiple people that weren’t a part of the Salt Lake Crew. Is it possible? Yes. Was there sufficient evidence given to support this? No. She had a choice though and after 48+ hours of hell and back with Lev and Yara, it doesn’t seem out of the box that she would choose them (Lev,Yara,Owen/Santa Barbara [again pre Mel conversation] over a group that wanted her dead). That ‘you’re my people” line feels like the most obvious indication that her allegiances have changed and that it had something to do with the bond she’d developed with them through their ‘adventures’ (putting that in parentheses because adventures should be fun and not messed up lol).

In no way shape or form did I say you are not allowed to criticize writers. People have every right to criticize. What I said was it’s not cool to resort to personal attacks. Criticizing a story that you find to be poorly written is different than calling the writers talentless and not creative. Bring up whatever issues you have with pacing/character choice/scene structure/lack of thoroughness/etc, but simply calling writers less talented and less creative isn’t conrtsuctive criticism. That’s lobbing personal insults at them, not offering any sort of feedback on their professional choices. That’s where I have issues. Not with offering criticism in general. There is a difference.

As for the theatre, I’m honestly not so sure why you continually dismiss the reality that Abby also had traumatic experiences, not just Lev. No ones trauma is greater than anothers. Trauma is trauma. Nearly everyone in this game with a substantial role in the story has experienced trauma. If we look at their 3 days and limit it to that time frame: Lev lost his sister, had to kill his mother in self defense, and was running from a group he grew up with. Abby was nearly hung, had Manny killed in front of her, and found Owen and Mel killed (Owen being of most importance). Those are just a few examples for each. I never said I didn’t care about her choices and whether or not they were questionable. That’s you assuming. What I did was offer up a possibility that Lev was aware of what would happen upon giving her the map.

Eye for an eye is a concept for retaliation/punishment at its very core so suggesting dhe should have let Joel go because he saved her doesn’t make sense as an eye for an eye scenario. That could be viewed as a reward or a compromise which by definition is not what eye for an eye is about.

The retort to the essay wasn’t intended to have any personal bias so if there were points of that, it wasn’t intentional. My response was based off what the game itself presented and the writing it gave us at face value. The whole point was playing devils advocate with offering counter arguments. I am very much a ‘devils advocate look at things from a neutral perspective’ person because I enjoy discussions.The whole point of me writing it was that aside from the bias, the writing came off as you knew better and that it was your way or the highway. That’s what was mentioned in the response to the Joel essay that I don’t think was posted, that the bias gave off a vibe that wasn’t approachable and that it seemed like an “I know better this is how it is” piece.

As for the add on reblog after the initial post, you are entitled to feel how you do. Once more, I never said that wasn’t allowed. Sort as I echoed above, I’ve pointed out multiple times that the main issue was the tone and how it came across and that it doesn’t necessarily feel like it offers up an environment that would foster a constructive discussion. This game is something lots of people get very emotional about. I’m simply saying if the intent is to write a persusasive essay vs an essay in general, bias and tone could be hurting you instead of helping. But if the intent was to get all the thoughts down on paper and out and not necessarily to try and ‘recruit’ (very loose use of the word), then having the bias/tone/emotion makes more sense. You have a very valid point that perhaps a verbal discussion can work better because some things get lost in translation through writing as it is quite often these days. Again, I enjoy reading different takes on different mediums and seeing that a couple of your essays had popped up in the tags, I went ahead and read them. Keep doing what you’re doing and I look forward to future essays. (this might have ended up just as long as the other, I honestly have no idea lol, my bad but I enjoyed this back and forth!)

I really did too!

And I think it's totally fine for us to not come to an agreement regarding this. I feel like discussions like these (especially about art that tend to be quite subjective) need more of "two people voicing their opinion, having an exchange and the conversation ending with both parties sticking to their point of view and accepting/respecting each other for that".

This discussion, at least for me, has been enriching, entertaining, and challenging even, which is exactly what I'd hoped I'd get out of posting my essay(s) in the first place. So thank you again for being so open-minded, critical, respectful, and for reaching out in the first place!

Regarding my future essays, I will from this point onward put even more effort into being less "high horse"-y and more neutral, as I do of course understand how that would be much more helpful in getting people to engage in an actual conversation/discussion.