Your Not Alone

Chapter 8- We're all in this Together.

4 Days Later

My dad is coming today. We've been setting up traps the past couple of days. Carl,Owen and I have been working on smoke bombs, where to place them and stuff.

"We can place them at the front entrance, so dad and them can just attack." Carl suggested.

I nod he has a good point.

"But wouldn't it make more sense to place them in front of the tombs, so when the walkers come they won't have a chance?" Owen stated.

They both had good tactics but Owens made the most sense.

"Lauren? what do you think?" Carl asked.

"Both of your plans make sense but we want to take them down. So maybe Owen has a point?" I say, Carl nods and draws a dot in front of the tomb on the prisons map.

Rick walked in.

"Dad we decided where to place the smoke bomb" Carl announces.

"Great thinking guys, the Governor doesn't stand a chance" Rick smiles.

Lucas and Glenn walked in.

"We have a problem" Glenn says as Lucas collapses to the ground.

"LUCAS!" I rush to his side.

"What's wrong with him?" I question.

"I don't know, he didn't say he was coughing up blood earlier though" Glenn says looking at Rick.

"My dad is coming today! this is the worst timing." I shout.

"Put him in the pick up truck, drive out into the woods, with Hershel, Beth, Carl and Owen." Rick said.

"Dad I want to help." Carl argues.

"Carl you'll be helping me if you watch out for Lauren and Lucas." He whispered.

Carl nodded and helped Glenn lift Lucas into the pick up.

4 Hours Later.

I'm sitting in the front seat of the pick up with Beth, Lucas coughing up a storm in the back seat.

Hershel is picking herbs to make some sort if tea for Luke.

"They've been fight for 2 hours, what if Maggie is hurt" Beth worries.

"Don't worry, she has Glenn by her side" I reassured her.

Then my dad and his army drove off.

I got out of the truck and asked Beth to watch Lucas.

"It's over" I hug Owen and Carl at the same time.

Then a boy around our age ran up to us, and then stopped.

Hershel returned from his harvest.

"Drop your gun boy" Hershel stated.

"Yeah, alright here take it" He surrendered his weapon as I was about to grab it a bullet went threw his head.

"C-Carl?" I turned to see his gun smoking. Carl just killed a innocent person. He murdered someone.