Survivor (A Glenn Rhee fanfiction)

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Chapter 31 - Clear
[ Kadyn's POV ]

I sit in the guard tower quietly, leaning back in a chair with my feet propped up against the railings.

I'm on guard duty again. Of course, I don't mind. It's better for me to be out here anyways so I can have my thoughts to myself. However, sometimes that's not always a good thing.

I'm aware of all of my surroundings, and that makes me feel some sort of power; I know what I'm doing, and I know what's going on around me for once.

The sun is hiding behind large gray clouds, but we still haven't got any rain. It's quite humid out here too, but a cool breeze is blowing.

I hear the sound of the metal fences rattling and clanking as the walkers on the outside cling to it and snarl. The bugs are buzzing in the trees, along with the occasional chirp of a bird.

My rifle is leaned against the wall beside me, along with a small stockpile of ammunition.

My mind gets the better of me, and soon I'm engulfed in thoughts. I start to think of all the people I've let down.

I'm still not sure if my parents really supported me completely in my decisions. Wether it be about school, or a job, or my friends, I can't help but feel as if I let my parents down. I'll never see them again. Most likely, they're dead.

I can vividly remember Bella's shrieks, telling me to run and save myself. How she pushed me away when I tried to get her to safety.

[ flashback ]
"Hey, we've got four minutes left! Come on!" I hear Glenn's voice.

I turn around to look, and see Bella still there. I stop immediately and turn back. "Bella, no! You don't know what you're doing!" I scream.

"No, Kadyn! Just go! Save yourself!" She cries.

I shake my head, tears starting to well up in my eyes. I notice the clock counting down fast.

"Go! You don't have much time!" She screams.

"Kadyn, we have to go." I hear Glenn's voice, and he pulls me up the ramp.

[ flashback over ]

I bite my lip, knowing I should stop dwelling on the past, but I can't stop myself. The tears keep filling my eyes and streaming down my cheeks.

Dammit, I should have died too. Why am I still even here anyways? If anyone should be alive it's Joey. He was far better than me for sure. It should have been me killed by that walker, not him.

[ flashback ]
My gun slips out of my hand and falls to the ground with a clatter. I open my mouth but nothing comes out. I find myself running to his body, tears streaming down my face. I fall to my knees beside Joey, screaming.

I didn't care that he was bloody and torn open. I didn't care that he wasn't breathing anymore. He's gone. Joey is gone. My family is gone.

But then he starts breathing again. His eyes flicker open once more, but they aren't the same green. They're cloudy and blank.

I knew I should get away from him, but I couldn't move. My sobs were shaking my whole body.

One of Joey's now dead arms moves forward and reaches for me.

But before it can touch me, someone grabs me roughly and pulls me away by the waist.

I cry and scream, pounding my fists on the concrete, trying to get to Joey, but they won't let me go. I realize it's probably Glenn, but I didn't focus on him.

I hear the gunshot that put Joey down, and Glenn's grip around me tightens.

My fists are bleeding, throbbing and turning numb. My vision had blurred over with tears. My screams are getting weaker as my voice begins to crack in desperation.