𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐖𝐀𝐘| Beth Greene| Cyndie

xli. 𝐈 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞

The storm knocked down trees, walkers in them. Austin took his anger out on them, stabbing them in the head with the knife Glenn let him keep for protection. Now that he was coming back and not slipping so much, all the pain inside of him wasn't allowed to be expressed through sadness. That part of the process was over, the silence and the crying. Now, he was just so angry. It wasn't anyone else's fault, but you'd think, with the way he started to act, that every single person in his path had been the cause of all the bad.

The rustling of leaves caught his attention, looking up to see Maggie and Sasha walked with a man infront of them, their guns drawn.

Austin glared. "Who the hell is he?"

"Aaron, hi." he smiled as Austin glared. "You look better."

Austin stepped forward as Maggie held an arm out. "Wait!"

"Who the hell is this mountain man!" Austin shouted as he grabbed him by the flannel.

"That's what we're trying to find out." Maggie pulled on his arm. "Hey. Austin."

He met her eye, getting a shake of her head. "We've got him, not gonna go anywhere."

Austin let him go, backing up with the same glare he'd had the entire time. Maggie opened the doors. "Hey, everyone. This is Aaron."

They each stood with their guns drawn. "We met him outside. He's by himself. We took his weapons and we took his gear."

Austin used his knife to press to the side of Aaron's face, pushing to make it turn. "Not a single stretch on you."

"I know, right?" Aaron smiled, Austin tilted his head to the side with a glare. Aarons smiled flattened. "Sorry."

Daryl patted him down quickly as Judith cried. He looked around. "Hi, nice to meet you."

"You said he had a weapon." Rick spoke up as he looked to the girls. Maggie walked forward and handed the gun to him. "There something you need?"

"He has a camp nearby." Sasha informed the rest of them. "He wants us to audition for membership."

"Audition?" Austin looked in disbelief. "See who can toughen him up the best?"

Maggie gave him a look to try and get him to back off, but he'd ignored her with an eye roll. Aaron took notice of Austins state. "I wish there was another word. Audition makes it sound like we're some kind of a dance troupe. That's only on Friday nights."

No one in the group found his hope for a joke funny. His head shook slightly. "Um, it's not a camp. It's a community. I think you all would make valuable additions. But it's not my call. My job is to convince you all to follow me back home."

"With your winning personality?" Austin spoke up with an annoyed exhale.

"I know. If I were you, I wouldn't go either." Aaron spoke when noticing the groups discomfort. "Not until I knew exactly what I was getting into. Sasha, can you hand Rick my pack?"