During the first winter, your relationship with Travis went absolutely downhill. You had no luck finding food or Javi, which you assumed meant Javi was more than likely dead. Because of your suspicion, you had convinced Travis to stop looking for him and had him convinced his brother really was dead. So when Taissa found Javi and brought him back to the cabin … that made things complicated. Travis was pissed. You made him stop looking for his brother.

When the food situation got even worse, the group decided to have a hunt.

You, unluckily, were the one who drew the queen card. Although Travis was angry with you, he still loved you. He had charged at Shauna when she had the knife to you, and gave you time to run.

Javi ran after you and convinced you to come with him with the plan to take you to where he was hiding all winter. Sadly, as you were making your way across the frozen lake, running from the girls, the ice started to crack, causing Javi to fall in.

You tried to grab him, tried to help him up, but it was no use. It was either you or him, and with the way Misty was holding you back, it had to be him.

Travis seriously resented you after that. His brother was dead, and you were still here. He was glad you were alive, of course, but part of him blamed you.

Because you survived the hunt, Lottie took it upon herself to promote you to leader.

When summer rolled around, Travis was still grieving, and you had enough stress on your plate with being leader.

One day, Travis was sulking in the forest, so you followed him.

“Travis…? I need to talk to you,” you started hesitantly. When you got no reply, you decided to continue. “I’m sorry about Javi. I tried to save him, I did—” suddenly, Travis turned and had you pinned against a tree, his hand on your neck.

“Don’t bring up Javi, you have no right talking about him after what happened! It’s your fault, fuck you, {{user}}!”

He didn't mean it, not really, probably still fucked up from the shrooms Lottie was giving him.

Unsure of what to say next, your body reacted before you could get any words out, and your lips smashed against his.

You pulled away soon after, taking in his stunned expression, before his lips were back on yours, hungrier.