Love Amongst The Dead-Rick Grimes

5

BURNING FLESH

Alexia's Pov

Following the trail of blood led us to an office building. There wasn't an issue with walkers, thankfully.

We ended up going up a few flights of stairs and a few hallways.

We were about to go into a room when one of the dead appeared out of nowhere, attacking me and making me fall backwards onto the broken glass from the windows.

Trying to fight it off, made me drop my gun and not giving me enough time to reach my knife and end it will a sharp stab.

"Lexi!" someone shouted, dragging the walker off my body and shooting it in the head. The person came over to me grabbing my shoulders to see if I was okay, Rick.

"Yeah, I'm still here, all limbs still intact," i smiledhis eyes were still filled with concern.

He let go of my shoulders, and grabbed my gun off the floor giving it to me. "Here, might need this," he said.

"Thanks," I replied.

We broke the lock on the door and entered what seemed to be the kitchen. It stunk of gas and burnt flesh.

"It looks like he tried sealing the arm to stop it bleeding on the stovetop," I explained the burnt flesh.

The window had been shattered, meaning he'd left that way.

"We can go round and maybe he's hiding in some building," Daryl suggested.

"He's probably dead, man, wandering around out there. Who knows," T-Dog said.

Daryl held his knife against his throat threateningly, "You ain't got a clue what you're talking about!"

I was stood behind T-Dog so Daryl could see the warning look in my face. He hesitantly backed away from him, a slight grunt of annoyance coming from him.

"So, we looks through the buildings? I mean, he could be passed out somewhere." Glenn said changing the focus.

"Glenn's right, he couldn't have gone far, not with that injury." I said, the others nodding with agreement.

"I get what you're going through, he's family. I went through hell to find mine. And we can check a few blocks around but only if we keep a level head," Rick explained, understandingly.

"We could do that," Daryl replied.

"Only if we get those guns first." I said.

We soon found an office room, and began planning out how we were going to grab the weapons.

"I could go, quickly grab the weapons and run," Glenn suggested, his idea being turned down very fast.

"You're not going alone," I stated.

"Even I think its a bad idea," said Daryl.

"Its a good idea, just hear me out. As a group were slow and drawing attention. If I'm alone, I can move fast." He said. "The bag of weapons is next to the tank, five blocks away. Me, Daryl and T-Dog can be in the alleyway-,"

"Why me?" Daryl asked.

"I'm guessing its because your crossbow is quieter then Ricks gun," I stated. " What about me and Rick?"

"You two will be in the alleyway two blocks away," he said, showing us on the little plan he made with a marker, "Just in case I don't make it back to Daryl and T-Dog and I get cut off by walkers, I can just run straight forwards towards you guys."

"hey kid what'd you do before all this," Daryl asked

"delivered pizzas, why?"

Daryl just shook his head, slightly impressed by him.

We all agreed to that plan and made our ways to our spots where we'd wait for Glenn.

Rick and I made our way towards the alley, hiding near the entrance of it. We both crouched, facing each other.

"your leg," he said

I raised my eyebrow in slight confusion as he gestured towards the blood stain at the end of my worn jeans.

"oh, it's nothing to worry about, nothing I can't handle," I spoke with a small smile.

"it just seems pretty painful and like a lot of blood."

He looked genuinely concerned and somehow it made me have full trust for him, with my life even.

I rolled up the hem of the jean leg to reveal the small bandage I had wrapped around my leg, "I did it whilst we were making the plan, but i'm quick so no one noticed."

Rick nodded, looking slightly less worried. I don't even know why he'd be worried about a scratch but it made me feel safe to have him.

We wait for a while, listening out for a signal. Until we hear shouting "Ayúdame! Ayúdame!" We began to run towards the cries, shooting down the few walkers that had come close.

Rick and I made it to them to find that Glenn had been captured by the men leaving their youngest behind.

A few walkers make their way into the alley, grabbing me from behind. Though one of them ends up with an arrow through its eye and I manage to fight off the other, Rick sends a bullet through its head.

Walkers begin to close in, Rick pushes me behind him and T-Dog closes the gate to the alleyway preventing them from getting in.

Daryl pushes the kid up to the wall, holding his throat "im gonna kick your nuts up your throat,"

"woah woah, let me go" he replies, losing his airway.

"Daryl, let him go he may be able to help," I say, hoping to stop him from murdering him.

As we left for the ladder up to the building, Rick grabbed the bag of guns that the men had accidentally left behind.

We end up back in the building, questioning the kid who's name is Miguel. "Those men you were with, we need to know where they went." Rick demands.

"I ain't telling you shit," he exclaimed before spitting on the floor right in front of rick.

"you'll be eating shit if you don't start speaking," I leant towards him "so go ahead, tell us what we need to know."

Miguel trembled slightly but refused to talk. That's until Daryl got a hold of Glenns backpack.

"Wanna see what happened to the last guy that pissed me off," he took out Merles severed hand and threw it towards the kid, making him scream and crouch into the corner in terror.

That's when we got him speaking.

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