"you know what?!" Rick yells with anger spitting out with every word. "What!?" I ask. "Just-just leave, get out and I won't come looking for you this time!" Yells Rick.
I shrug carlessly. I turn around about to go get my stuff till Rick speaks up again "if that kid was here, you would be all happy."
"If he was here... And Michonne was still dead... You wouldn't care."
"You, are, it."
I shake my head quickly trying to clear the thoughts.
"Anybody moves, anybody says anything.. we'll cut the boys other eye out and feed it to his father, and then we'll start.."
I rub my temple roughly and smack my face, to at least try to get myself together.
"You can breath, you can blink, you can cry... hell you all going to be doing that!"
"I try to protect everyone as much as I can!" Rick yells. "But, your getting in the way of that, and i need to keep my family safe."
"So like you did with Ron?" I ask. "He was part of the family too."
"Remember Hershell?"
"Shane?"
"Dale?"
"Noah?"
... "Mom?"
"You totally protected everyone, good job dad- oh, I mean Rick." I sass. "I'm surprised Ron didn't slap that mouth off of you yet- oh I mean, when he was alive." Rick shoots back.
That is it.
I run and lunge at him. We both fall to the ground, with me on top. I take my fist and ball it up, I jerk my fist back and slam it into his face repeatedly.
He is not allowed to say anything about Ron. No one is allowed, he is mine.
"Go. To. Hell." I say between punches. He knocks me off of him ending up with me falling back. He is about to start punching me till...
"What do we have here, dad abusing his son?"
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Fanfictionwhen a boy named Ron thinks there is no other way out so he takes the easy path, but well anyone miss him?
