It was you (The Walking dead story)

Chapter 26

Soon Jordan and I were hiding behind some bushy trees. I regretted getting up from bed and trusting a stranger.

"Alright I think this area is clear." Jordan whispered.

I rolled my eyes. There shouldn't be too many walkers since Rick and the group had cleared most of the area.

Wait. Then why were there so many at the gate? I asked myself.

With the question burning at the back of my mind, I followed Jordan.

"Alright lets go around, toward the back of the prison," I suggested and demanded at the same time, "there should be less walkers there."

"No way." Jordan replied sharply. She put her finger up to the space in between our faces. "We didn't sneak out to sneak back in."

"Actually , I never sneaked out.You just happened to have dragged me along" I snapped back.

She smiled faintly, a fake forced smile.

"Let's go." She said with a pause in between the words.

"To the back of the prison." I replied with, quickly.

"No. You're going to come with me and if you don't , i'll just tell the rest of the group that you blindfolded me and brought me out here in the middle of the night to die!"

My heart started speeding up. No way they would ever believe that.

"And if they say why, i'll say it was because you didn't want me to steal your precious little Carl." She added.

"What!" I yelled. "No way they'll ever believe that," whispering the 'ever', "besides, what do you mean my 'precious little carl'?" I asked, wondering if she knew.

"Oh please , its obvious you like him," she snapped, "you always say his name in your sleep."

I felt my cheeks turn red. I would not let her do this. Mostly because of the embarrassment it would cause me.

"I'm going back." I said, ending the conversation.

I jogged back but was hit by a sharp pain.
I touched my side, blood.

I looked back to Jordan, in her hand was a knife with fresh blood on it. I then quickly realized it was my blood.

"You- you're," I began but never finished.

Then all I saw was black.