Don't Dream It's Over // Glenn Rhee

Chapter 15

"Walk away. Right now."

Kira

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By now, everyone is awake and already packed up and ready to head off into the woods to look for Sophia. Of course, Daryl and I are mostly in charge of guiding everyone through the woods, as Rick mentioned that we both know the woods better than anybody else. With Daryl spending most of his time in the hoods by hunting and going camping, myself having experience from training. 

Rick, Shane and Daryl have everyone gathered around Carol's Cherokee. Shane lays down something leather and unrolls it. It's a weapon arsenal, nothing but melee weapons; knives, machetes, tomahawk, axe, crowbar and a few blades. 

"Everybody takes a weapon." Rick announces.

"These aren't the kind of weapons we need." Andrea suddenly argues.

"You mean these kind of weapons?" I ask, laying the backpack down on the hood. Rick opens up the bag and pauses. He stares inside it before turning to me.

"No way." He says.

"Way." I nod. Shane leans over and looks inside the bag himself. His eyes widen.

"Where the hell did you find this?" He questions.

"Right before Daryl threw me on the ground and told me to take cover from the walkers, I found it in a car. Took down a walker. Left the bag sitting on the ground when Rick went after Sophia. I only remembered it this morning." I explain.

"These are the kind of weapons we need." Andrea continues. I throw her a frown, feeling instantly agitated with her strong demeanor. She was coming off argumentative, cross.

"We've bee over that." Shane stops her. "Daryl, Rick, Kira and I are carrying. We can't have people popping off rounds every time a tree rustles."

"It's not the trees I'm worried about." Andrea scoffs.

"And you're the reason we carry." I tell her. "You used your gun once, Andrea and that was only because the barrel was making direct contact. You don't know how to shoot from a far range. Point blank doesn't mean you know how to shoot."

"I'd feel safer if I had my gun." She argues.

"Say somebody fires at the wrong moment, a herd happens to be passing by." Shane buds in. "See, then it's game over for all of us. So you need to get over it."

"I'll get over it when I want to."

"Oh, my God, Andrea. Do us all a favor and shut up. Like Shane said, get over it." I raise my voice, although it's not good for me as I'm just now slowly regaining my voice again, but the fact that I'm getting agitated and angry over something so small to me says a lot.

"What is your problem?" She questions.

"Um, you. You're always bitching and moaning about something, Andrea. You're always going off about anything and everything. Rather than actually giving some insight of, I don't know, something useful, something helpful to the group, maybe you'll get taken serious for once."

"And you act like you've never bitched or moaned about something?"

"No, because I haven't. I don't have anything to bitch and moan about."

"Who even are you, Kira? You say you're cop like Shane and Rick, but all I've seen you do is get your ass kicked by Ed and Link and yet, you haven't shown a single ounce of proof that you have basic policeman skills."