Sam's POV
As I'm walking down the long, empty road I feel like my entire world has come crashing down. I've never loved anyone the way I loved Beth. She promised she wouldn't leave me...She didn't even try to fight for us. Instead she sucked face with him. I feel my blood boil at though of him and reach down for my knife.
A lone walker staggers in front of me, my breathing becomes heavy and I drop my crossbow and storm over to the walker and let out a growl as I stab it in the side of the head.
The walker growls and snarls, falling to the ground I fall too and stab it over and over again. Blood splattering over me.
Once I've finished destroying the walkers head, my entire face has blood splattered on it and my hands are covered in blood.
"Should change my name to Mary." I mumble to myself and stand up, I walk over to my crossbow and go to pick it up but rustling of bushes catches my attention.
I grab my crossbow quickly and aim it at the bushes.
"The fuck do you want?!" I snap.
"I just wanted to see how you were, I heard about you and Beth." Riley says raisng her hands.
I lower my weapon and roll my eyes, ignoring her and carry on with my journey. I know she's following me but I choose not to confront her.
It's not long before I arrive, followed by Riley to the place where I could hopefully forget about my problems.
"Little early isn't it?" She chuckles and I ignore her.
I walk inside the bar, my weapon raised and scope out the area. Nobody is here. Living or dead.
I position the crossbow around my back and walk to the bar and help myself to some of the cheap stuff first.
Riley sits at the bar and rests her elbows on the counter and sits her head in her hands.
I take a big drink of what I imagine would be cheap vodka and she cringes.
"What?" I ask and she flicks her hand forward and I shrug my shoulders.
I look around the bar, and take in the decor...There wasn't that much decor. Just a few paintings and awards.
"Sam, I know you're not okay." Riley says resting her hand on top of mine.
I sigh and nod my head slowly.
"Of course I'm not okay. I ended things with the girl I'm in love with...All because I'm a broken mess. If I was just bent before...Then I've snapped now. I'm un fixable." I say biting my lip, trying not to cry.
"You're not a broken mess Sam. It's not too late to fix things with Beth."
"Of course I'm a broken mess...Ever since The Governor...I haven't been the same. I..I have nightmares...I've pushed those who care about me away...I've ruined everything with Beth, Zach kissed her and she didn't pull away. She never loved me. Maybe she just thought she did because I was there to protect her from Jimmy."
"Who?" Riley asks confused and I wave her away.
"Doesn't matter...Let...Let's just have fun."
A Few Hours
Me and Riley have had a couple of drinks now and I guess you could say we're drunk.
We're sat on the floor, laughing and having a good time and the last thing on my mind is Beth.
"Let's play a game!" Riley suggests raising her bottle of beer spilling a few drops.
"You're spilling it!" I hiss and she laughs and pours the beer all over herself and I stare at her wide eyed.
"Your turn." She says and grabs my bottle of beer and pours it all over me.
"Riley!" I sqeual and laugh.
We laugh for a few minutes but she stops laughing and I don't. She scoots closer to me and I stop laughing and watch her.
She pushes some hair behind my ear and my eyes flicker down to her lips and she does the same, she slowly leans in and so do I. Our lips touch and we share a gentle and slow kiss, which soon picks up.
She pushes me down gently and straddles me and my hands rest on her hips. She removes her lips from mine as she takes her beer soaked shirt off.
I hold on to her as I roll over and I'm now the one who is on top. She giggles slightly as a few bottles of beer get knocked over.
I attach my lips to her neck and my hands roam her body.
I might regret this, but one thing is for sure...I'm no longer thinking about Beth..Or The Governor..All I'm thinking about is having a little fun.
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