Little Rhee (A Walking Dead fanfiction) *Under Editing*

Chapter 21

Rick found a huge herd in a quarry. I was left at the community because my dad insisted it was too dangerous. I spent my time with Jessie, helping her babysit Judith and take care of the house. I was laying out her hair cutting supplies while she argued with Ron. I like him- his hair. He glanced back and forth between the two of us. He marched out of the house.

A few hours later a horn went off. It was steady and didn't stop for a while. I saw a person run by and slit Mrs. Neudermeyer's stomach. I grabbed my gun and started running. Jessie called for me to come back, but I didn't. I smacked into Ron and we were running. He tripped and a W-guy went to stab him. I fiddled around trying to get my gun out of its holster. A gunshot rang out behind me. I turned to see Carl and Enid.

"Come on. I can keep you safe." He called to us.

"No." Ron replied.

He's so stubborn, but it's so adorable, I thought. I motioned in Ron's direction before silently follwing him. Ron didn't have a gun, or knife. He didn't have anything to protect himself.

A W-guy ran at us and I shoved Ron out of the way. The guy landed on me and tried to push his knife into my chest. I pushed him back the best I could. I couldn't grab my gun, because it flew out of my hand from the force of his body. Tara slowly crept up behind him and stabbed him. I grabbed Ron's arm and we ran to the infirmary.

Holly was laying on a gurney. Denise was trying to help her. From what she was doing I knew she had no experience as a doctor. She was Pete's replacement. I didn't step in because I had a Ron to deal with.

"Ron Anderson, what is your problem?!" I hollered at him.

"Did you notice how my girlfriend, yeah my girlfriend, is all over Carl?" He turned to me.

"Oh. Well that's a stupid reason to get yourself killed." I mumbled.

"Yeah, well you don't get it." Ron sat down.

I turned to walk away when I noticed Ron was bleeding.