Something to Live For- The Walking Dead Fanfiction

Chapter 21 - I Can't

I stomped out on the basketball court and saw Rick sitting on the bleachers with his head in his hands. He looked up when I walked out.

I stormed over to him and slapped him in the face really hard.

"What the hell-" Rick yelled cupping his cheek.

"YOU KILLED SHANE?!" I yelled. He hesitated to speak. "ANSWER ME!"

Rick gulped. "Yes..." He whispered.

"HOW COULD YOU?!" I screamed. "I TRUSTED YOU!"

"HE WASN'T HIMSELF!" Rick yelled. "HE TRIED TO KILL ME!"

"BULLSHIT!" I screamed. Shane would never try to kill Rick. He loved him. They were best friends.

"ITS TRUE AMELIA! I SWEAR ON MY LIFE, ITS TRUE!" Rick caught his breath. "He led me away from the group and pointed his gun at me-"

"You're lying to me Rick," I said, still furious. "Shane would never-!"

"But he did!" He cut me off. "He wasn't himself. He wanted to have my family. My wife and son for himself. He thought he was better for them. He hated me." Tears welled in his eyes. "He led me away from the group, and pointed his gun at me. I gave him every chance for us to just walk away... But he refused... So I had to... I had to kill him..." Tears were running down his cheeks. "Or else he would've killed me."

"I- I-" I choked. "I'm sorry... Shane... why would he...? I'm so sorry." I burst into sobs and hugged Rick. He also cried into my shoulder. We've lost so many people already. I lost my parents and my brother, while Rick lost his wife, his best friend, and his parents. It's a miracle we found each other. I pulled away from the hug, wiped my eyes and looked into Ricks beautiful blue eyes. "I'm so so sorry Rick.."

He nodded slowly, wiping away his tears. "Now lets go take care of this Andrea situation." He held out his hand and I took it into mine. I smiled and we walked into the cell block.

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Daryl's Point of View

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I ran and ran for what seemed like ages. I raced through the trees and tripped on a dug up root. I tumbled down a hill, getting scratched by twigs and rocks on the way down. When I reached the bottom, I groaned and stood up, brushing off the dirt that caked my skin.

I rested my hands on my hips and looked around. I had no idea where I was. I searched for the sun over the trees. Once I found it, I headed North. After 5 minutes of walking, I met a road named Greenway Avenue. My eyes grew wide. I walked down the street until I reached a dead end. There was a destroyed house at the end of the road. It had been burned down.

I walked up the cracked driveway and stopped at the front porch. I slowly turned the nob on the door and opened the door. The door came off the hinges and fell to the hardwood floor with a loud bang. I creeped inside to the master bedroom. There she laid on the bed. The burnt remains of my mother. I could still slightly see the features of her face. On the floor next to the bed, was the pack of cigarettes that took her life away.

I stomped on the pack and cursed. "If you weren't obsessed with these things you'd still be alive! And Merle and I would've never been abused! Damn you! You selfish bitch!" For some reason, I always blamed my mom for Merle and I being abused. If she had still been alive, Dad would've never became that monster.

I heard something or someone approach me from behind. No. About 3 somethings or someones. When I turned around, I felt a large metal shovel connect with my face and I fell to the ground, engulfed with darkness.

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Amelia's Point of View

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"Good riddance." I muttered, as Andrea drove away with one of our cars. I wiped the drips of sweat off my forehead and walked over to Carl. "Here's your pistol." I said, handing it to him.

"Wha- when did you take it?" Carl said shocked.

"I don't know... Maybe 4 hours ago." I said. "You didn't even realize it was missing?"

Carl shook his head. "No. I haven't done much today anyway. I've been helping with Judith. That's basically it."

I crouched down to Carl's level and put a hand on his shoulder. "Well, do you want to come help us look for Daryl tomorrow? We could really use your help." I said.

"Sure." He smiled. "Oh, but my dad might not let me." He frowned and looked at the ground.

"Don't worry." I said, smiling. "I'll talk to your dad for you."

"Thanks." Carl gave me a cheekily smile. I got up to walk away, but he called me back. "Oh um.. Amelia?"

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Are you and my dad... Um.." Carl started. Oh no. Don't ask Carl. Please don't ask. He scratched the back of his neck. "You guys have been talking privately a lot lately, and I was wondering if you guys were... I don't know.... Like dating?"

I sighed and crouched back down to his level and looked into his eyes. "Carl... Your father and I are, I guess you could say, dating. But I'd never try to replace your mom."

"Yeah.. I know." Carl said. He looked down at the ground and walked off into the cell block. I sighed and stood up. Rick was walking towards the guard tower, it was his turn to take watch. I jogged over to him.

"Hey Rick!" I called to him. He turned around at the sound of my voice. "Hey. Carl really wants to go with us to find Daryl."

"No." Rick stated, shaking his head. "I need someone I can trust to watch the rest of the group."

"Rick, we could let Glenn stay and watch them. He really wants to help. Daryl had some kind of impression on him." I said.

"I can't. I can't. I can't risk losing him too." He stared at the ground.

"C'mon Rick." I pleaded. "I'll watch his back everywhere he goes. Alright?" Rick nodded slowly. "Oh and I don't think he likes the idea of us. You know as a couple. He might think that I'm trying to replace Lori. Rick, you know I'd never-"

"I know." He cut me off. "You don't have I explain yourself to me." Rick smiled playfully. He wrapped his arms around me in a hug. I felt so happy in his warm embrace, that it felt bad to let go. Rick kissed my forehead and walked to the guard tower. I smiled to myself. I was so ready to find Daryl tomorrow.

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Authors Note:

Hey guys! What did you think? Who hit Daryl? Will Carl ever lighten up to Amelia? Leave predictions in the comments!

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When the Dead Walk - The Walking Dead Fanfiction

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~ Courtney :)