(A/N)
Hey guys. And no, neither you nor Carl get bit. Your brother does.
*TRIGGER WARNING* suicide attempt
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(Your pov)
*flashback*
You watched as one of the dead sunk it's teeth into your 8 year old brother's arm. You were outside of the walls and your brother, Dillion, had followed you. "NO!!!" You screamed and killed it.
"Sissy?" Your little brother says with tears in his eyes. "I'm right here. Let's get you back. And quick." You say and lift your brother over your shoulder.
You run back to Alexandria and beat on the gate. Nicholas opens the gate and you run to the infirmary.
*end of flashback*
*two hours later*
They had locked you out of the infirmary and wouldn't let you in. It's been two hours since the whole Dillion thing.
You were sitting on the porch of the infirmary when Pete came out and looked at you. "I'm sorry, (y/n). He didn't make it. When I amputated, he lost too much blood." He said with a sad face.
You didn't say anything and just walked away. Aaron was the closest person to you but he was out looking for new people.
You and Dillion were alone. You parents had just been eaten alive when he found you. You promised Dillion that you would keep him safe and you had failed.
You walked toward the gate to see if Aaron was back. The only person that was there was Nicholas. You sat down next to the gate in disappointment, leaning up against the wall.
You sighed and the gate was opened. When you looked up you saw Aaron with a large group behind him.
They walked in and Aaron saw you. "What happened? Why are you all bloody? Are you hurt? Where's Dillion?" All of these questions ran out of his mouth at once.
You sigh and say, "Shit happened. I'm fine. But...." You didn't finish and just broke down. Aaron hugged you as you stood up.
"I went outside the walls, Aaron."
"I thought I said not to?"
"You did. But, I'm not a baby."
"Alright. What happened? Where is Dillion?"
"Well... He followed me outside the walls. I was stupid and didn't notice. Sneaky little shit."
"Watch it." He warns you about your cursing.
"Whatever... The next thing I know... I hear his scream and turn around."
"What happened, (y/n)?"
"I'm a bad sister. That's what happened."
"Tell me so I can help."
"You can't help."
"Why not?"
"You just can't, okay!!!"
"Why?"
"He was bit, Aaron! I turned around and he was bit on the arm. I took him to the infirmary and Pete locked me out. Two hours later, Pete comes out and tells me that when he amputated that he lost too much blood. He's dead, Aaron!"
"Oh, God... I'm so sorry."
"Whatever. I'm alone now. For good. I'm fed up with being left."
