Innocence ( The Walking Dead )

1- Suicide

Dylan

Nothing. That is what I have been doing for the past 2 hours as Jesse went out to go find some food for us too eat. I have only had a few pieces of bread and some crackers for the past 3 days. Jesse decided to eat the rest of the food, the food I was saving. I sigh and pick at the gravel in front of me as I sit on the outside of our hut. It had been raining in Georgia the past few days which was very unusual for Georgia, gradually I was not prepared for the weather which is why I am in ripped jeans and a tank top. Suddenly I heard loud stomping from behind the hut and I quickly stand up and look around.

"Jesse?" I call out and look around. The rain was blocking my vision as I take a step back and stumble onto the gravel but someone catches me and wraps there arms around my waist. I turn around quickly and see Jesse with his duffle bag and his gun in his pocket. "You should watch where your walking." He said in a low grumble and I looked up at him. The rain had made his hair come down an cover his forehead completely and his eyes were a darker, but brighter, shade of blue. I wiped the hair away from his face and smiled softly. " I'm sorry baby." I said and removed small strand of hair but he grabbed my wrist and set my hand down.

"Yeah whatever." he mumbled and settled down into the hut. I sighed and slowly followed after him. I sat crisscross on my sleeping bag and looked over at Jesse. "So did you find any food?" I asked and Jesse shot me a glare. "It's raining, no fucking animal is going to come out when it is raining, dumbass." He yelled at me and threw his gun to the other side of the hut. I winced as it hit the trash bag cover and made the place shake.

 Jesse huffed in anger and laid down on his back and had his hands in front of his eyes. I bite my lip and crawl over to him. "Are you mad at me babe?" I asked and rested my hand on his chest. his muscles straining due to his wet clothes. He didn't respond so I lifted my right leg and straddled him. Jesse moved his hands a little bit only to get a glance at me and moved his hands back. "what are you doing?" he asked in annoyance and I grabbed the bottom of my tank top and lifted it over my head and threw it to the corner of the hut. Jesse finally moved his hands to grab my waist and flip me off of him, him now being on top of me. "Are you trying to piss me off?" He asked me as he kisses down the valley of my breasts and down to the button on my jeans.

 "Yes." I moaned softly as he unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down. "Well it's working." He said smirking and came back up to me and kissed my neck. I lifted my hips to his and we moaned in unison. I ran my hands down his back and lifted his shirt over his head,  his shirt being wet making it more difficult then it needs to be.  " Do you have protection?" I ask as he unzips his jeans.  Jesse rolled his eyes and shook his head. "No but it's fine." He said and kissed me again. I shook my head and pulled his face away from mine. I sat up and pulled my hair away from my face. " We can't have sex if you don't have a condom, it's to risky." I said and looked down at the floor. " I'm sorry." I said,

Jesse was throwing his shirt back on grabbed my clothes and threw them at me. "Babe it's going to be okay. We can take a trip down to that gas station tomorrow and we will be all-" I couldn't finish my sentence because a cold hand had slapped me across the face. The pressure hit me hand enough to where my body had flung to the ground. The taste of copper erupted my mouth as I placed my hand on my cheek and i felt a warm wet substance run down my cheek to my lip. Blood. I coughed out and quickly sat up. Jesse was running his hands through his hair and looking over at me with tears in his eyes. "Baby I am sorry, but you deserved it, you know that right?" He asked me and it took me a few seconds to answer, which Jesse did not like. He grabbed my face and yanked it towards him. " You know  that, don't you?" He asked again and was gripping my face hard, and painful.

 "Yes, I do...I-I understand." I said and Jesse sighed in relief. "Let's run to the gas station tomorrow....okay?" He asked me and I nodded slowly. "Yea...whatever you want." I said and smiled softly and looked down. He smiled and laid down on his sleeping bag and turned so his back was to me. I slowly laid down on my sleeping bag and stared up at the sky.

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Breath. Just breath. Don't do this again. Just relax. It is going to be okay. My head was pounding as I threw my jeans and tank top on and slipped my combat boots on. I looked around and saw Jesse's gun in the corner where he left it. Before my brain could catch up with my actions I grabbed the gun and ran out to the road. I was running down the road. And I had no fucking idea where I was going. I just had to get away, and it was to risky to go through the woods. I was running to the point where my lungs burned and I collapsed onto the road. I was hyperventilating in the middle of the road as I broke down in tears and screamed as loud as I ever could. I couldn't  care less about who heard or what heard. I wanted to die.

I whimpered as I slipped the gun from my back pocket and traced my fingers around the barrel. I pull the top part of the gun back and take a deep breath and place the gun at the bottom of my chin. I took a deep breath but before I pulled the trigger I heard a deep voice coming behind me that wasn't Jesse. "Hey!"