The Walking Dead The Story Of Two

part 8

We got into a vehicle and heard the banging from the other side as the walkers knew where we were.

Pete: Well, they shouldn't be able to get through that. On the downside, we can't get through them.

We both sat down and I looked at his leg.

Pete: What're you looking at? Staring ain't polite.

Y/N: How are you feeling?

Pete: Well, other than this bite, I'm just peachy. Hand me that there.

Turning around I saw the hacksaw and I grabbed it then handed it to Pete. He grabbed it then held it to his leg preparing to cut off his leg, then he stopped tossing the saw away.

Pete: I'd bleed out like a stuck pig. What are you going to do, carry me out on your back? Hell... Just... Just give me a minute.

Y/N: Just get some rest. Maybe I can find something that can help.

I looked at the box and opened it.

Pete: What's in there? Anything we can use?

Y/N: Well not for me, but if you want it.

I showed Pete the cigarettes.

Pete: Yeah, I'll take one. Probably tastes like pine tar by now. Got a light?

I pulled out a lighter that I kept on me while Clem had her own. Then I lit the cigarettes and he inhaled it before blowing it out.

Pete: Yeah, tastes as bad as it smells.

Y/N: Guess we wait.

Pete: Yeah.

I sat down and just sang a song Pete smiled while I ended up falling asleep to myself. Waking up I saw Pete getting worse so I woke him up.

Pete: Dammit, I feel like ten pounds of shit in a 5 pound sack. Jesus. Stuck in this can the whole damn day. You wanna hear something funny?

Y/N: Why not.

Pete: I've been thinking and, I dont wanna die. Never thought I'd be the kind of idiot to say something like that. But there it is.

Y/N: You know what, fuck this lets get outta here. They haven't made a noise for awhile, and you get to say goodbye to Nick.

Pete: Alright, might as well try.

Cracking the door open a bit I didn't see any walkers then I fully opened it and we stepped out, only then the walkers came out and started surrounding us. We tried to run only for Pete to fall.

Pete: This ain't going to work. Go on, and find my nephew.

Y/N: You have to try!

As I tried to drag Pete he just pushed me away.

Pete: I said go! Goddammit go! Run!

I ran as fast as I could, if I was older I could have dragged him out, but all I could do is run. After the sun started to rise I found myself at the house and I walked in, seeing Carlos and Rebecca sitting at the table.

Carlos: Y/N! Are you alright? Luke's not with you?

Rebecca: Where's Alvin?!

Carlos: What happened? It's been hours. Where are they?!

Y/N: I don't know where they are but I know Pete's dead. He was bitten.

Rebecca: Oh my god. Where were you exactly?!

Y/N: Down by the stream.

Rebecca: We have to go.

Carlos: Just hold on a minute.