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I kept walking. I had to get Alden, he was hurt and needed medical attention fast. Once I reached the Church I went inside. 

The first thing I saw was a walker comin at me. I stabbed it in the head. 

Alden? I called. But no answer. 

Alden! I yelled still no answer. 

I looked around and heard groaning. 

Alden? I said as I saw a figures moving, I moved closer to it and realized that it was Alden. 

Only it wasn't Alden. It was a walker. Alden was dead. 

Tears were forming in my eyes. I was crying and crying. My knees were on the floor and I let Alden crawl to me. 

I put my hand around his face and I put my  knife behind his head, stabbing him. Putting him to rest. 

Once he was really dead I let every tear out. I hugged Alden's dead body. Ever memory came back to me when I first met Alden, when we became friends. 

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Not long after I buried Alden, Maggie came and joined me later. She told me Negan left. Dylan, Daryl, Payton, Gabriel and I left the Church. 

Later that night we all stood near a fire we made. All I could think about was Alden, how he had to die alone. It broke my heart thinking about. Tears were still coming down my face. Alden still had Adam, and now Adam won't know him. 

I would raise Adam no matter what, I was doing it for Alden.

Because I knew that's what he wanted. I saw Dylan looking at me. 

Later on He got closer to me and pulled me into a hug. I was suppressed at first. 

But I hugged him back, letting every tear out. How many more people had to go. 

Good people like Alden. Thinking about it reminded me when my parents died. I remembers the fear I felt when I saw them die. 

But this time, I didn't see Alden die. I saw him as a walker, he lost his smile he and, his laugh. even his sarcasm. 

I was gonna miss all those things about him. I swore that I would tell Adam about Alden, and everything about him. 

How kind he was, how he never gave up on anyone. Even when others did. 

Alden was a great man, and if anyone said other wise than they deserved them selves a punch to the face. 

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On the way home, the grief was not easy. Everywhere I went it reminded me of Alden. It hurt so much. 

I knew it would never get easier. I knew that I was gonna miss Alden for the rest of my life. But I was going to honor him no matter what I would for him.


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