I Can't Put My finger On It, But You're The One.

15. Randall

Rosabeth's POV

I stay behind the bar while they sit down and get drinks. "I'm Dave, that scrawny-looking duche bag there is Tony." The skinnier one says. The bigger guy says 'eat me' to him and Dave says maybe he will someday. He talks about how they met and Glenn introduces himself as does Rick. Dave looks me up and down and asks me my name.

"Rosabeth Blackwood, and keep looking at me like that, You won't be able to look at anything ever again." I say back. He just looks at Hershel and asks if he'll have a drink. He says he just stopped. Rick tells him his name and that we lost a lot of people today. We all drink to something Dave said and he leans over and I see his gun. I look over and stare. Dave sees and takes it out explaining about where he got it. Off a cop.

After a while Dave starts asking where we're held up at. We eventually get into a little fight and the big guy says he's gonna shoot us and take the farm. And eventually they draw on us and Rick shoots the skinny guy and I shoot the bigger one. Me and Rick holster our guns and we stand there for a minute or two. Rick asks if we're alright and we tell him we are. As we are leaving a car approaches and Rick grabs my arm and drags me to under the window so the people don't see me. We hear them get out and start walking.

One calls for two men we just killed and I quietly check my gun to make sure that I have bullets. Thank god I do. If things go south I won't be able to use my bow, so just invade I'm not going to use it now.

Rick gets up and checks outside and crouches over to me, Glenn, and Hershel.

"Why won't they won't leave?" Glenn asks, whispering. I ask him if he would.

"We can't sit here any longer. Let's head out the back and make a run to the car." Rick explains. I nod and we start to get up, we hear gun shots and we go back to where we were before we moved.

One of the men try to open the door and I'm next to it. I dive over in front of it and sit there putting my weight against the door. They start talking to themselves and I just ready my gun.

"Yo someone in there? Yo if someone's in there we don't want no trouble. We're just looking for our friends." One of the men asks/says. They start talking about what to do and  I look at Rick. We are all sweating right now and it's obvious. One of them explains that they don't want trouble, another asks what their going to do and I freak out a little.

"We don't want any trouble. We're just looking for our friends. If something, happened tell us. This place is crawling with corpses. If you can help us not get killed I'd appreciate it." The same guy yells.

"They drew on us!" Rick yells after we hear footsteps leave. The footsteps come back and I know we are in deep. They ask if Dave and Tony are with us and if they're alive. Rick tells them no and they talk to each other.

"Your friends drew on us! They gave us no choice! I'm sure we've all lost enough people, done things we wish we didn't have to, but it's like that now. You know that! So let's just chalk this up to what it was-- wrong place, wrong--" Rick gets cut off but a gunshot and glass falls on me. I cover my head and lean away. Rick gets up and starts shooting at them and tells us to get out of the bar. Hershel, Glenn, and I get up and run to the back. We have to stop a second and wait because they were shooting at all of us. Rick empties his chamber and gets more bullets to shoot as he tries to reason with the guys that shot at us. In the back a bottle rattles and Glenn runs to it. We hear a gunshot and we get up and run to Glenn. He tells us he's okay.

"I'll hold them here, Hershel you cover Glenn and Rosabeth. See if you can make it to your car. Pull up back. We'll run for it, get the hell out of here." Rick explains. I nod and walk away to the back to Glenn. The floor board creak and Glenn turns and points his gun at us. I push it away and he says sorry. Hershel explains the plan and we go for it. Me and Glenn look out outside and when we walk out a gun goes off and I feel pain in my upper arm. I grunt and go to the dumpster, Glenn not far behind. Hershel shoots the guy who shot me and I lay still, holding my arm. Rick comes over to Hershel and asks what happened. He tells him that Glenn and I got shot at and must've hit me.

I ignore everything except the pain in my arm. I look down and see a small puddle of blood near my arm. Rick asks if I was hit and I stay quiet trying not to yell from the pain. After I calm down, Rick asks again if I was hit. I tell him that the guy got my arm. He says that the car is right there and that we're almost home. We go to walk to the car and get shot at again Rick tells us to get back and I fall into the dumpster and groan.

I look over and a car goes over to a building and a guy jumps but doesn't make it and he screams in pain. They leave him and the kid still yells. Rick tells Glenn to get Hershel and tells me to get to the car. Rick and I run to the kid and we see that the kid got his leg stuck on a fence. We try to help the kid off the fence but it's painful for him and he keeps yelling.

I start shooting at walkers that get too close and Glenn follows me and does the same. After a few minutes my arm starts to go numb and my aim falters too much to keep shooting. Rick rips he kids leg off the fence and he kid yells in pain.

WELL HEY FIRST WEEK OF SCHOOL WENT WELL I GUESS SO YEAH!!!

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