Dead Willow's

Part 35| Crazy

I woke to Abraham sitting in the bed of a truck. I looked up I was in the back of the van with the doors open. Abraham had loaded AK by his side.

Abe got up from the bed of the truck.

"Good. You're awake."

I was hesitant. "I-I didn't mean for anyone to get killed or hurt he has to know that."

Abraham took the cigar out of his mouth. "Who has to know what?"

"Rick. I didn't mean to start a war or break alexandrian rules."

"No one who follows the rules ever starts a revolution, sweetheart."

"What?"

"Listen you didn't break rules. Just went a little crazy for a second. It happen to everyone. When Carl's eye got shot out Rick went on an axe rage."

I sighed. This uncomfortable talking took away from the fact that it was freezing. Well not freezing just very cold.

"Where are the others?"

"Inside the sanctuary checking it out. Getting the supplies."

I hopped up from the back of the van and started towards the sanctuary.

"Uhm no you're staying here." Abe said.

"You couldn't help them right now even if it depended on you picking up a turd by its clean end."

The fuck?

"Try and stop me."

He huffed out a long sigh and started walking in with me.

The first door we walked in was big room with a little walkway at the top. Tara and Michonne were walking down the steps with a card board box in there hands.

"Hey, can you guys take patrol? I'm with her." Abe asks.

"Yeah, sure." Tara says as she gets. To the bottom of the steps. "Walk up these stairs. That door." She says pointing up to a black door. "Down that hallway to the right."

"Aight thanks."

Me and Abe followed her directions. Before you know it we were in the armory.

Carl was carrying a duffle bag. Probably filled with guns.

His eyes widened as he saw me and he took a step back.

"Dad? She supposed to be here?"

Rick looked up.

"Abraham why is she in here?" Rick asked

"I couldn't stop her rick." Abe replied

Rick wiped his face.

"Alright. Alright. If she gets out of hand you take her back." Rick says.

"I'm right here. I can hear you." I said

Rick just shook his head.

"You guys can go to the infirmary' sand HELP Eugene, Sasha, and spencer." Rick said pointing down the hall.

As We were about to leave I turned around and spoke up. "Wait, infirmary's" I said making sure he heard the S.

"Oh, yeah. Two."

"Damn" I said walking out.

The two infirmarys were huge. Bandages, meds, pain killers. Ooh. Pain killers.

Me and Abraham did four loads out to the van. Across the parking lot I saw Daryl looking at a bike. Actually a few bikes.

"Daryl, hey. I didn't know you were into bikes."

"Yeah. Can you hand me the wrench?"

"The four inch or eight inch?"

"You know your shit."

"Just a few things."

"Four Inch."

I handed him the four inch wrench.

"Need any help?"

"Nah. I'm good you go help Rick."

I headed back up to the armory. Rick was loading up the last of the weapons.

I looked around the room. In the shelves, cabinets, until I found it. My shiny crossbow. I picked it up before Carl riches over and pushed it away from me.

"The hell do you think you're doing?"

"Don't touch that."

"It's mine."

"Just don't."

"Oh I see. You think I'm crazy. Crazy for putting those bruises on your face. Crazy for even coming with."

"I don't think that-"

"Then give me, my crossbow."

He let go of the bow and I took it back to the van.

Was I crazy? If everybody was crazy that means nobody would be crazy. Then only the normal people would be crazy. Wow. That just sounds. Crazy.

They found two other vans and we took a couple of cars.

~CARLS POV~

"Dad it's not safe. She's become a maniac. She's hurting others for her own doubts."

"Carl, we can't lock her up she'll just go crazier. She's probably going to go crazier in there. You're being over dramatic."

"It's just a matter of time before someone gets seriously hurt because of her."

"Carl, not now okay."

I shook my head. She needed to be locked up for now. It's not like i wanted to kill her.

Nothing was safe now. We know what she's capable of.