Oxygen (Bethyl FanFic)

Winter Changes [7]

Rick Grimes POV

"Dad. Dad!"

I opened my eyes and saw Carl standing with Judith in his arms.

I squinted, looking at them.
"What?"

"It's Beth! I think she got bit or something!!!"

I stayed on my mattress for a moment, before processing the information. I shot up, nearly screaming at Carl.

"WHERE IS SHE?!"

Judith started to cry, I didn't care. Carl shaking, pointed his finger left of Beth's tent.

I dashed over.

When I turned the corner, I saw Daryl standing there crying looking a Beth. Blood soaked the dirt and his jacket. Beth was bit.

The soft whimpers turned to loud shrieks of pain. I tried to calm him but he wouldn't stop.
He kept screaming, sorrow in every cry.

Beth's eyes started to flutter open, but they weren't the blue they once were, They had turned a rotten gray.

She moved her hands close to Daryls arm, Daryl didn't care. He was nothing without Beth, and now that she was dead he might as well be too.

She inched her face forward, her mouth slowly opening. Time felt as if it was slowing down.

Blood gushed everywhere as her teeth sinked into Daryls leg. He didn't even blink.

Suddenly Daryl turned to me, his eyes turning the same gray.

"Don't... Don... Don't let me... T..tur...turn..."

Then he feel back, his eyes closing shut. I screamed out.

"NOOO!"

I felt a presence on my shoulder. I whipped around, it was Carl, but he too was one of them. He inched closer, teeth inches from my face. Then darkness.

I was back at the tent. I looked back and fourth, panicked. Carl was sleeping soundly next to Judith, and Carol.

It was a dream.

I unzipped the tent and walked through the small hole.

The sun was just rising. Reds and oranges covered the sky.

I found a log and sat, watching as the colors changed while the sun was rising. Soon the sun was a pale yellow, and the rays reflected onto a blue sky.

Beth walked out of her tent, and I felt instant relief. I knew it was a dream, but seeing her alive and well enlightened me.

"Hey Rick! It's so nice out, it hasn't been like this forever!"

"Ya it sure is" I replied. It was true the weather was always humid or rainy nothing like this.

She decided to go on a walk, so I started waking up the other members.

First, Glenn and Maggie. Then Carol and Carl, Daryl and Tyreese, Sasha and Bob, etc.

I started assigning jobs to them. Tyreese , Sasha and Bob were to look for supplies. Carol and Carl, start packing up the tents. Daryl, hunting. Glenn and Maggie were to stay here.

Everyone grabbed their guns and started to leave.

"Oh dang it!" Tyreese said stepping out of the car they were taking.

"I forgot my hat!"

Sasha yelled from inside the truck, "Can't you go without it?"

"I always bring my hat on runs, it's a good luck charm!" He replied sassily to his sister.

We all laughed. Tyreese disappeared behind the tents.

A gun shot went off, we all stood for a moment confused, until we realized it was a walker.

"Would you hurry up??" Sasha yelled to him.

Tyreese appeared from behind the corner, his arm saturated with blood. A hole in his arm stared at all of us.

He looked up, as shocked as us. Glenn and Maggie ran to him, Beth soon appeared too. I grabbed a hatchet and ordered Glenn to keep Tyreese's arm straight. Leaning back I threw the hatchet at his arm, the blade cutting through his flesh. It took 4 hits.

People started frantically running, trying to grab anything that would help.

Carol returned with cloth, Bob used his shirt, everyone did something.

I could tell he wasn't going to make it. The way his eyes started to lose its glimmer. His happiness slipping from him. His skin grew pale and his arms cold.

"Don't...do..d..." He softy spoke, coughing up blood.

"Don't let me turn"

My thoughts shifted. My mind trying to trace where it had heard the phrase before.

I started to hear words, and my mind returned back to the current scene.

Sasha grabbed Tyreese's face, kissing his forehead. Tears started to drip onto his clothes.

His mouth opened. "Tha..nk...y..you.."

His eyes shut, for the last time. Sasha started to scream and her crys got more heavier.

We all stayed. We were in shock, but we knew someone had to do it.

Daryl started to walk up, but Sasha stopped him.

"I'll do it."

Daryl stepped back. She pulled the knife from her back pocket, gripping it tightly.

"Im sorry."

Her knife aimed at his head, when she stopped.

"I won't ruin your hat." She said with a slight smile. She took off the hat, that he had once wore moments before. She laid it on the ground, and then hovered the knife above his head again.

She pushed downwards, making it official.

Tyreese was gone.
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