The journal (rarl)

Vol. 23 | Proud Of You

Ron was up late as usual. Maybe I'll go for a walk? He thought to himself, although it didn't go very well last time.
He kissed a sleeping Carl on the cheek, picking up his gun for this walk. He wasn't trying to get kidnapped again.
Ron was quite proud of his gun skills these days. Carl had taught him a lot, and he was grateful for that.

Ron took a breath of the warm Virginia summer air. He smiled. He loved this place. It was home.

"Help!" Lydia called out not for from Ron.
He quickly made his way towards her, ready to take out his gun if need be.
"Shh! Shut up!" Gage demanded of Lydia.
"Get the fuck away from her!" Ron said, his gun in his hand.
"Go away. You're not part of this." Margo said to Ron, Gage and Alfred kicked Lydia as she was on the ground.
Ron raised his gun.
"I'm not playing with you. Get away from her or I'll shoot." Ron stated, his gun on Gage and Alfred.
"Come on kid. We all know what you are. You've lived in this place since the beginning. You've never shot someone. You can't." Margo stated. Gage and Alfred were not kicking Lydia anymore, and she was curled up in a ball crying.
"I can, and I will if you don't go away." Ron said, his gun still raised.
"Come on guys. It's not worth arguing with him. And he's part of Ricks family. We'd get in big trouble if we messed with him." Alfred said, walking away.
"Yeah." Gage said, following his friend.
"We're not done here." Margo said, threatening Lydia as she left.

"Bitch." Ron whispered to himself.
"Are you ok Lydia?" Ron said, kneeling down to her.
"It hurts." Lydia said, holding her stomach in tears.
Ron hugged her. He knows what it's like to be beat like that, albeit only by one person.
"Come on, let's get you to the doctor." Ron said, helping her up.

Ron opened the door of the infirmary, helping Lydia in.
"Siddiq? Are you in here?" Ron called out.
He could hear coco crying. No way siddiq or Rosita would leave her crying like that. He thought to himself, thinking something must be wrong.
"Stay here." Ron said, helping Lydia sit down.
"Ok." Lydia replied, groaning in pain.
"Siddiq? Rosita?" Ron called out softly, opening the door to the room where Coco was.

"Ron? ¿Qué estás haciendo aquí?" Dante said, stepping in font of the door.
Ron thought for a moment. Rosita had been teaching him, Carl, and Judith some Spanish. Judith had been picking it up much quicker than the boys though.
Ron took a second to translate what Dante had said. "What are you doing here?" He thought he had asked.
"I.. um.. estoy buscando Siddiq." Ron said, hoping that was right.
"He's busy. What's going on?" Dante asked.
"Um.. Lydia is hurt. She needs a doctor." Ron stated, feeling uncomfortable in Dante's presence.

Dante was grabbed from behind by a turned Siddiq.
Siddiq took a bite out of Dante's neck, him screaming in pain. Coco was screaming and crying louder than Ron had ever heard any baby do before.
He quickly made his way into the room, around Siddiq and Dante.
"I've got you sweetheart. It'll be ok." Ron whispered, picking the baby up, who was luckily unharmed.
He left the room, shutting the door behind himself, shutting the two doctors in.
"What happened?!" Lydia asked, trying to get to Ron.
"Siddiq turned. I think Dante killed him." Ron said, reaching out to help Lydia, his other arm holding Coco.
"Why would he do that?" Lydia said in shock.
"I have know idea. Let's get to Rosita." Ron said, taking the two out the front door.

"Rosita! Gabriel!" Ron called out, knocking on their door.
Gabriel opened the door after a moment.
"Ron? What's going on?" He asked, reaching to get Coco.
"Siddiq turned. He got Dante." Ron said.

...

"Are you ok?" Carl asked softly, hugging Ron.
"I don't know." Ron whispered back, laying his head on Carls shoulder.
"I'm proud of you baby. You save Coco and Lydia." Carl said, kissing Ron's head.
"Can we just hug?" Ron asked, not wanting to talk.
"Yeah. Of course. I love you." Carl replied, hugging his husband tighter.
"I love you too." Ron said, closing his eyes.