Tucker's POV
"I can go, get the guns and run back. But I need you guys to stay around." Glenn tells us. "Wait. You don't want someone to come with you?" I ask him. "If I go by myself I can weave in and out of walkers quickly." I nod, "Okay, where do you want us to go?"
Glenn draws out a map on the floor of a department store. He placed us in groups, and of corse I'm with Daryl. We're not aloud guns, they're too loud. So I only have my hunting knife. "I hope Glenn's okay." I whisper. "Mhm. He's fine. Stay back." Daryl puts his hand out beside him, where I am, pushing me back a little.
We hide behind a dumpster, since there's walkers on the other side of the fence, we don't want to be seen. I start to get uncomfortable and shift my kneeling position. "Do you hear that?" Daryl asks me. "Hear what?"
A small Latino boy appears in our sight. Daryl immediately raises his cross bow; I draw my knife. "Stay back." Daryl mumbles. The boy calls for help, and two other large Latinos run over to us. T-Dog and Rick show up behind them. One of the larger men lunges. Daryl shoots an arrow in his ass. I grab the small guy and hold my knife to his throat.
"Glenn run!" I yell. The two men grab Glenn and run off. "Fuck!" T-Dog yells. The car drives off. Glenn's gone. But their little friend remains with us. "Where the fuck are they going?" I spit. the boy shrugs so, I grab him by his shirt and throw him down. "Tell me goddamn-it!"
I pull out my gun and hold it to his head. "Whoa, whoa, whoa,"T-Dog yells, "put it down, Tucker." He pushes me away back towards Daryl. I glare at him.
Author Note: Hey guys! Sorry it's been so long since I updated. Here's a short chapter. Please please please tell me what you think!
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