You were immune to the cordyceps fungus.

The fireflies wanted to turn your immunity into a cure but Joel killed them before they could.

“Making a vaccine would have killed you, so I stopped them,” he had confessed to you a while ago.

You could do nothing but stand there, shocked by his words but angry at the same time.

You left for Jackson and didn’t dare speak to him, not until tonight.

“Kiddo listen-“ he starts before you cut him off.

“You don’t understand, I was supposed to die in that hospital. My life would’ve fucking mattered and you took that from me,” you say while clenching your fists.

“If somehow the Lord gave me a second chance at that moment…” he starts.

“…I would do it all over again,” he says while looking over at you.