↠Silent, But Deadly↞

↠IsThisTheEnd?↞

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January 28th, 2017//Edited

02x08 Episode: "Nebraska"

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Chapter 25: ↠IsThisTheEnd?↞

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No one dared to move, eyes jolted from one thing to another. And the only sob I could hear was from Carol and the Greene family. Daryl tried to have her not look, pulling her up to her feet only to be pushed away.
Her walking away broke my heart even further than before, I didn't know Sophia, I barely spoke a word to her. But this was my job before the apocalypse.

But I caught my eyes just staring blankly to Shane.

If he is the reason for us leaving, I hope everyone gets a good shot at him as we leave him for the walkers. There is no doubt in my mind that needs to be done. He screwed us all over.

Before I knew it, a blond girl came running towards the wave of the attack. Flinching away at Rick and Shane's touch as she stumbles across a women underneath another Walker body.
She was quick to push it off, about to caress the women. But it soon jump started to life, having her sobs turn to screams. As everyone went to run towards them, grabbing Beth away from the gripping arms of the women. I pulled my pistol and fired the last shot.

The ringing that drew through the air will hopefully be the last considering the ring is still blaring through the sobs created by the group behind me. Everyone was staring off to me now, even Hershel. Who was trying to calm his sobbing daughter.
I didn't want her to get hurt, and the way everyone else was handling the approach. It would have turned worse than just a bullet through the brain. But my mind went on over to Sophia, seeing her just bent over dead.

"We've been out. We've been combing these woods looking for her and she was in there all along? You knew....You knew and you kept it from us."
This was the first time I had to take his words into consideration, if they knew. I doubt they would have us put this much effort, unless that was Hershel's plan, have us be distracted as he slowly kicked us out.

My gun still clenched my hand, I knew people were coming over towards me, but Daryl waved them all off as he held both of his hands up. Slowly having one take the gun from my hand before pulling me into a hug.

All the effort and all that time well spent when she was within the given area of us. But once I realized what I was doing, to the asshole who called me out right. I moved on, grabbing my bow from the ground before moving on down to the tent.

I'm leaving before they can kick me out.

As I was in the tent, I threw together everything I could to the open back pack. Stuffing everything in and not thinking twice about it.
My pack was all ready to go, bow in hand. But like all other things. I was stopped.

"What's all this?"
"Got nothing for me now."
Was all I said, continuing to walk on off. My goal was to get as far away from this group as possibly, hell get my own damn farm. Just as long as I am not here on this one.

"What are you talking about?"
"She...she's dead Dale...I couldn't stop it."
Pulling my free arm out from under my bow did I wipe my eyes from the tears that were already pooling down my face, and he placed his gun down onto the car before pulling me into a gun.
Everyone and their hugs today, gives me the burning question of why.
"You did everything in your power to find her."
"It wasn't enough...Sophia was here before us..."
"So that's it? You're just going to leave?"
I nodded, gripping the handle of my bow all a bit tighter as I knew what he would say.
"And...And...And what about Daryl, and Maggie and Carl? The people who have gotten to know you?"
"The people I've know for a good week and half? I don' think my impression will last longer than my time being here?"
"Then what about Daryl...I'm not gonna be the one to tell him you left."
My head sunk on down to the ground. Looking down to my stolen boots that will never be tilted as my own. Neither will anything my pack. Or the clothes on my body, everything I own other than the bow is not my own...