Hope || Glenn Rhee x Reader

25 || the worst way possible

"Okay," Glenn started. "I'm supposed to be getting Dale water, but I had to see you first. I've gotta go."

"Bye," you said quietly, and then he was gone again.

Maggie shut the door behind him. "Why didn't you tell him?"

You shook your head. "I'm not going through that again."

"But you're still going through it," Beth said as she sat beside you.

"I'm over it," you told them.

"I didn't believe that when you said it to him, do you really think I believe you now?" Maggie asked.

You sighed. "I can't do it. Not again. He doesn't like me."

"He never said that," Beth singsonged under her breath.

"I still think he does," Maggie said. "Did you see his face when you said you didn't like him?"

"He doesn't. You were there. If he liked me, he'd tell me."

"Did you tell him that you liked him?" Maggie asked, green eyes narrowing at you.

"She's right, (Y/N). You should tell him," Beth said, eyes soft.

You sighed. "What if he really doesn't like me?"

"He does," Maggie promised.

You looked at her for a few moments.

"I think I'll get some air," you said, walking outside.

Coincidentally, Glenn was walking up the steps.

"Hi," you said.

"Hi."

"Has anybody seen Rick?" Andrea asked. "We were supposed to leave a few hours ago."

"Yeah you were! Isn't anybody takin' this seriously? We got us a trail," Daryl said, walking up.

He turned around to see Shane walking up, carrying guns.

"Here we go!" he said.

"You with me?" Shane asked him. Daryl nodded and Shane handed him a gun.

"It's time to grow up!" Shane yelled. "Andrea, you got yours?"

"Yeah, where's Dale?"

"He's out."

"I thought we couldn't carry," T-Dog said.

"We can when we have to," he started. "Now it was one thing standin' around here pickin' daisies when we thought this place was safe, but now we know it's not." He looked at Glenn. "How about you, man, you gonna protect yours?"

Glenn glanced at you and grabbed the gun.

"Shane, quit this," you said.

He glared at you. "Are you with us?"

"Look, I want to protect this group, too, but getting us sent away is not the way to do it."

"Are you with us?" he asked again, almost yelling at you this time.

You sighed and grabbed a gun.

"We have to stay, Shane!" Carl yelled.

"What is this?" Lori asked.

Shane handed Carl a gun and mumbled to him.

"Oh my God," T-Dog said, looking toward the woods.

You saw Rick, Hershel, and Jimmy directing walkers towards the barn. You felt sick.

Shane started running and yelling.

"Why do your people have guns?" Hershel asked Rick.

"Because Shane's an idiot!" you answered.

"You see what they're holding on to?" Shane yelled.

"I see who I'm holding on to!" Hershel yelled back.

"Shane, stop!" Rick yelled.

"These things ain't sick! They ain't people! They're dead! They killed Amy! They killed Otis! Tell me, could a living, breathing person survive this?"

He pulled out his gun and he shot one of the walkers three times in the torso.

"Shane, stop!" Rick ordered. Shane didn't listen.

"That's three shots in the chest! Why is it still comin'?" He shot it more. "That's its heart, its lungs! Why is it still comin'?"

"Shane, that's enough!" Rick said.

"You're right. That is enough."

He shot it in the head.

Hershel fell to the ground next to it and Shane ran to the doors of the barn, breaking the locks.

"Hershel, take the snare pole!"

"Shane, stop!"

"If you want to live, you gotta fight for it!"

The doors were open, and walkers tumbled out.

Shane started shooting. Andrea and T-Dog joined. Daryl did, too.

You looked at Maggie. She was crying.

You turned away and started shooting.

Gunshots sounded throughout the farm and you hoped they wouldn't draw walkers. There were enough to deal with already.

And when you thought it was over, when you thought all the walkers were gone, a scrawny blonde girl tumbled out, a bite on her left shoulder.

Carol fell to the ground, Daryl holding her back.

You dropped your gun in shock.

Everyone stood down.

Rick stepped forward and looked away as he shot Sofia in the head, and the search was over.

You found Sofia.

But in the worst way possible.