My Dads name is Rick.

We did the right thing Rick

Rick's P.O.V

Shit...

"Car car, get down!" I whisper yell.

I watch as Arielle runs and squats down across from me next to Glenn. A strange look in her eye. As if she's ready to kill again.

"We're looking for Dave and Tony and no one decides to check the damn bar?" One guy from outside growls.

The open the door but Glenn quickly slides in front off it. Causing Arielle, Hershel and I to glare at him.

"What?" One of the men ask.

"Someone pushed it shut."

"Yo someone's in there."

"Yo! Is someone in there?! Yo if someone's in there we don't want no trouble we're just looking for our friends!"

"What do we do?"

"Bum rush the door?"

"We don't know how many there are. Relax. We don't want any trouble! We're just looking for our friends. If something happened, tell us. This place is crawling with corpses. I'd appreciate it if you help us not get killed!"

"Dude, you're bugging. No one's in there."

"Someone guard the door. If their in there they might know where Dave and Tony are."

One of the men start to walk away.

"They drew on us!" I shout. Causing the man to walk back towards the door.

"Dad!" Arielle quietly scolds.

"Dave and Tony in there? They alive?"

"No," I simply reply.

"Fuck sakes," Arielle mutters. She checks her gun to make sure she has enough bullets.

"They killed Dave and Tony!"

"Come on man, let's go."

"No, I'm not leaving. I'm not telling Jane. I'm not gonna go back and tell them that Dave and Tony got shot by some assholes in a bar!" The man growls.

"Your friends drew on us! They gave us no choice! I'm sure we've all lost enough people, done things we wish we didn't have to, but it's like that now. You know that! So let's just chalck it up to what it was... Wrong place, wro-"

I'm cut off by gunfire and windows smashing. I get down even lower.

"Go get out of here!" I shout at Glenn, Hershel and Arielle. Who doesn't move an inch. "ARIELLE GO! NOW!"

Arielle's P.O.V

"ARIELLE GO! NOW!" Dad shouts.

"I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE!" I yell.

I stand up and fire through the broken window. I run and dive behind a column. I just missed being shot.

They don't deserve to live. Just as much as I don't.

Daryl's P.O.V.

As much of a stupid bitch I think Ari is, I can't help but worry about 'er.

"We can't find Lori and the others aren't back yet," Carol worridly says, showing up fron outta nowhere.

"So? Dumb bitch must've gone off lookin' for 'em," I reply.

"What?" She gasps.

"Yeah, she asked me ta go but I said I was done being an errand boy," I muttered.

"And you didn't say anything?" She questions, I just shrug in response. "Don't do this. Please. I've already lost my girl."

"That wasn't my problem neither!" I growl.