ೀ⋆。˚ CHAPTER 31 ೀ⋆。˚

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faye tried her best to keep her mind off the fact her dad had gone missing with carol, creating a million different situations up in her head about what could've happened. soon after, sasha rushed out looking for bob, alongside tyreese and rick, claiming "someone was watching us."

the three walked back into the church, sasha began to approach gabriel. "what are you doing. this is all connected. you show up, we're being watched, and now three of us are gone." she spat, the frustration and her bubbling inside of her.

"i... i dont.. i dont have anything to do with this." gabriel got defensive. suddenly sasha pulled out her knife "DONT." rosita yelled.

faye would be lying if she said sasha wasn't scaring her slightly. her body tensed, inching closer to carl, her hand placed over her knife incase anything got out of hand.

"WHERE ARE OUR PEOPLE?" sasha yelled in gabriel's face. "please i have nothing to do with this.." he backed up from the angered woman. rick pulled sasha back softly, placing himself between them.

"why'd you bring us here." he asked the priest. "please.. i.." gabriel stammered. "you working with someone?" he raised his brows. "i'm alone. i'm alone.. ive always been alone" gabriel raised his hands defensively.

"what about the woman in the food bank gabriel. what did you do to her. what did you do!" rick grabbed the man by his collar.

gabriel pushed the man off of him, his lip began to quiver as he tried to get his words out. "i-i lock the doors at night. i always lock the doors at night. i always lock the doors at night. i always.." he sniffed, holding back his tears.

"they started coming, my congregation. atlanta was bombed the night before and they were scared. they were.. they were looking for a safe place. and it was so early, it was so early. and the doors were still locked." he began to explain.

"you see, it was my choice. there were so many of them. and they were tryna pry the shutters and banging on the sidings screaming at me. and so the dead came for them. women.. children.. entire families calling my name as they were being torn apart." he confessed. faye looked at the man with slightly sympathy but slight distrust, what would happen if he'd been put in that situation now? with this group?

"begging me for mercy, damning me to hell." he sobbed. "i buried their bones. i buried it all."

"the lord sent you here to finally punish me." he dropped to his knees infront of rick. "i'm damned. i was damned before. i always lock the doors." he sobbed, throwing his arms up in despair.

a whistle from outside gained faye's attention. "what the fuck is that." she muttered, rushing to her feet as her heart began to race. "there's someone outside lying on the grass." glenn peered out the window.

sasha rushed straight outside, a few others following. "bob!" faye heard the woman wail. a few gunshots later, sasha and the others returned with bob, bob who was missing a leg.

faye's eyes widened at the sight of the man, kneeling down by his side as sasha layed him down. "i was in the graveyard. somebody knocked me out. i woke up outside this place. it looked like a school. it was that guy, gareth and 5 other ones." bob explained, wincing at the excruciating pain in his wound.

"they were eating my leg right infront of me. like it was nothing. all proud like they had it all figured out."

"did they have daryl and carol?" rick asked. "gareth said they drove off." bob told him, trying to sit up slightly but failing miserably, letting out a loud groan.

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