Camila/You - Saving you

Chapter 25

Camila/You - Saving You - Chapter 25

A/N: Told you i'd come back with new chapters didn't I? :)

It's been a while i know, but hopefully i'll be able to finish all my stories in the near future. So you'll get the ending to every book i promise, no more leaving you hanging!

Let's dive right back into it shall we ? :D

Your point of view

'You don't have to do this Matt. Look, a cure is being dropped today okay? Tanya still has a chance to turn back. You can still get your happy ending."

"No she doesn't. Because after your stupid protégé let her die, I shot her in head because we promised each other that we'd never let ourselves roam this earth as walkers. So no, she won't come back. And trust none of us is going to get a happy ending today, I'll make sure of that."

"You don't have to." I spoke finally, nervousness winning me over. He was right. I was responsible for Tanya's death. Had I not froze like that when I saw Mel, she might still be alive.

"And why in hell should I listen to you when you're the one who created all this mess?" Anger started making itself more and more clear on his face as he spoke. His veins seemed ready to burst from what I could see. He was fuming. And it was understandable.

"Because I'm right here." I pointed. I felt Stefan's eyes on me, probably asking what my point was. "Just take me down." I added quickly. WHAT? I heard Stefan next to me, clearly unhappy with my statement, but I couldn't care less right now. This was bigger than me, I couldn't just let everyone die here because of what I had done. "You are right. I'm responsible for Tanya. And to be honest, I'm responsible for a lot of other people too. I don't deserve this happy ending. So just deal with me, and let them go and survive. They deserve to have a chance." I pleaded, as best as I could, but seeing the look on Matt's face remaining the same, I knew a fight was inevitable.

"I'm going to kill you indeed. But I'm going to kill every single person you've cared for first and you're going to watch them suffer." He spoke with rage before finally throwing a glance behind me and smirking once more. "And I'm going to enjoy killing your happy ending, more than anything." I turned around only to see Camila and the girls, standing a few feet behind us, fear in their eyes. I locked eyes with her, needing to find the strength I could always hope to find there. But there was none of it today; no hope or strength in her eyes at the second, just pure fear. I turned my gaze to Matt once more and he lifted his arm up, for us to see. "See this little thingy in my hand?" he asked but kept going directly. "Well in case you can't see, let me tell you that this is a detonator, linked to several C4 bombs that are placed strategically in this city. The second I press this button, your North Wall will vanish and, the most important, the horde that I've spent days dragging here – which is for now, somewhere down the hill - will take a few minutes to be right at your door, attracted by the very loud explosion." My eyes grew wide at the information. I turned around and looked at Camila. "Don't stay here." I mouthed resulting in her taking Sofi's hand in a second and started running to find somewhere safe. The girls followed here and i started praying, and hoping that this wouldn't be the last time I saw them all.

"You're right." Matt yelled at the top of his lungs. "Start running!" he added before looking at me dead in the eyes. "Your story ends today. Good luck, you're going to need one hell lot of it." He finished and the only thing I had the time to see was his thumb pushing the red lighting button down. After that, everything went black.

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In a world like the one we lived in today, there was nothing much left that could surprise me, unless maybe what one was capable of doing out of love - or as what had just happened out of anger and desperation. Destroying a community, killing dozens of people, amongst which children and all of that because of a heartbreak. Granted, losing someone could make people lose their minds, but at the end of the day, our humanity should remain intact through it all. I knew what i was talking about. Losing my people, my family, had made me go crazy, and close myself off to the world but it never made me want to kill dozens innocent people. And now here i was, barely conscious, my mind running wild, as i tried my best to get my eyes to open but ineluctably failed. I could feel the pain in my body, sharp as a knife, piercing through me. Since i couldn't open my eyes, i had to rely on my other senses. I could perceive a strong smell of smoke, and despite the fact that it was cold outside i was hot, so fucking hot, as if i was burning, or my surroundings were. I could hear walkers, not far from me, and i knew i had to move, to save my ass but i was out strenght. To be honest i didn't even know if i was intact, or if i was still in one piece. I couldn't feel my legs, and i didn't know if it was because i was in too much pain or because they just weren't there anymore, the blast of the explosion having hit me head on. That's when i felt it. A hand on my shoulder.