Officer Blue (Rick Grimes FF)

Chapter 29-No Brother No More

Words try to slip past him as he stutters or stops himself. "Back at the prison, those people that you guys found dead." My heart rate accelerates as i listen to where he is going with this.

"I did it."

Now, having multiple emotions thrown at you can destroy you inside. Those tears that I stopped not too long ago, i can feel take over another round.

"You're lying...you're lying." I repeatedly say as a headache starts to form. He has to be. I didn't raise a murder, my parents sure as hell didn't either. clutching my stomach, i try to grip on what ever I had eaten earlier.

He finally looks up at me, spitting up nothing but truth from the looks in his eyes.

"I did it...Karen, David, Tommy...others."
He says it as blandly as he could that not even a drop of tears escape him. "You monster!" I yell as loud as I can. The dead and living us not going to stop me from shouting.

"YOU'RE LYING!" That's what i want to believe. From the distance, Bob starts getting up. Nothing can calm me down. I want to cry, to have a fit but that isn't going to silve anything.

"Iris please." He struggles to quiet me down. "WHAT? PLEASE WHAT? You're scared that every walker can hear me?! Well why not?! If you can face people and kill them then how come you can't face the dead?!" I'm standing in front of a cold blooded murder. My face is beginning to get hot and my ears feel like they're about to detatch.

Bob races over to us trying to calm us down when he has no clue about any of this. I'll tell the whole world about this if i have to. My anger pushes my sorrow and pitty out of the way.

"This jackass killed our people back at the prison!" I ball up my hands into shaking fist. Bob stares in confusion until i tell him who Aron killed. Bob doesn't become as pissed as me but shocked. Aron tries to take a step towards me until i pull out my gun. Never, in a milliom years, would i have thought i would pull my gun on my own brother.

Brother. That word is funny. From the moment he killed his first victim, he was never my brother. Our blood doesn't matter.

"Iris...put the gun down." Bob moves to my side but i push him off. "Why'd you do it?!" I scream ignoring him. The groans of the dead are becoming in range of hearing. Everything comes back to me, the governor, the writing on the walls...

"You're ringing the dinner bell Iris."

Bob's words penatrate right through me as he takes a look out. He knows he cant stop me.

"You....you were on the governor's side the whole time."i say in shock.

I hit something in him, the truth. I just found the missing puzzle piece. All along, it was right here in front of me. Living next to my cell with the people i love.

He remains quiet but nothing but a grimace appears on his face. This world turned him cold, bi-polar, no soul...crazy!

"I was trying to do it for Beth, me...you." he takes a deep breath in. Me? I would have died before I'd go outside those fences with him.

Bob continues to try to control me but he's no use.

"Philip told me if i could be his inside man, things would be better for the people i care about. I'd become his side man, take part of the team. Rick never heard my voice." My heart shatters at the mention of his name.

"He's been through much more than Rick and didn't lose as much as he did...he seemed like a better leader than Rick will ever be." That anger inside is now over filling.

"Better?!How can being with him better? You got Hershel killed, you made us lose our home!You've killed Judith! Youve killed every person who's dead or alive!" I breath hard, uncontrolled.

"Rick took you in, he saved you! You were apart of the council! Aron, everybody cared about you!" Each second that goes by is a step closer that the dead come towards us.

"What's youre problem man? You're sick." Bob finally understands why this gun is fixed at his head. He then takes his belt, taking Aron's arms and tying them behind his back.

There is no refusal from him, letting us tie him. There is no fear inside him, nothing He's a dead man living.

"I had plenty of people on my list. Well, the list that the governor gave me. You want to know who was next? Those two kids that you care more about than-" Each thump in my heart grows, wanting to break through my chest. I aim my gun above his head and shoot, missing on purpose.

Walkers by now circle us. I am unable to count how many there are as it is hard to see. Bob holds Aron in front of him just incase he tries to escape from his grip.

The drastic news invades me as i stand still with these walkers coming to me. He was planning to kill Carl and Judith. Who would be next? Rick?

"IRIS I NEED YOU!" Bob screams over his gun fire. Nothing wakes me up until the walker in front of me is shot down. What am i doing?

Nothing but the campfire is helpful, allowing me to see. From three bullets, i now have two. As the come closer, i have no choice but to use my gun. If only i had unlimited amo.

One shot to the head and she goes down. One more left. I think as i look at my gun. I replace my weapon with my knife. As i do, i notice Aron just standing there with a straight face. Bob is fighting off the ones near them. As I turn back around, another walker lunges at me. His force makes me fall with my knife falling out of my hands. Panick rushes through me. If I let one hand go, this walker has an easier chance of making me his meal. Im stuck on what to do as his pealing flesh and organs drip over me. I want to gag as it falls on my cheeks. I can't let them win. I've had so much happen in two days that it's been draining me. Stress is piled on after stress.

My hands dig deep into his shoulders, feeling every bone and raw flesh underneath. He's going right through me. Weight is lifted off of me as i remain on the ground to see Aron stomping his feet on the walkers head. He saved my life. After the lives he's killed. After him just watching and grinning.

"Iris are you okay?!" Bob runs up to me and helps me up to my feet but im focused on Aron. I don't want him near me.

"Y-you're not my brother!" I choke. Those words sink deep into my heart. Those are the words I've never wanted to say even at the hardest times. I can't look at him without feeling hatred and disgust. Even after he saved me, it doesnt change anything.

I grab my weapons off the floor as more branches snapping continue. Looking through the fire ahead of me aren't walkers. They're the group I've been looking for.