Written In My Heart (Rickyl, RickxDaryl, Romance, Angst and Fluff, ~ON HOLD~)

Chapter 4 (Rick's POV)

This was sort of hard to write but i managed to get through it...I think. :D

Okay, next chapter will be posted once this reaches 30 reads or more. Sorry for my poor writing skills :<

Rick feels dedicated and at the same time, nervous when enemies come from different angles, blind spots that he cannot counter attack. The reason he stayed behind is that when none of them finishes this, it’ll end up just like the war with the governor. The determination and the adrenaline to kill what hurt him and his family is over the top. He decided to run towards the back of the train car, bullets flying past him as he ducks and covers. He sat behind it, face looking straight toward the fence.

Angered screams can be heard everywhere. “Give up now, Rick” Gareth taunted.  “Or we’ll follow your little rag tag group and have ourselves something to eat for a whole month, your choice. It’s either give up now or you’ll be dead and we will still look for your group and have ourselves a feast.” Gareth said.

A loud ringing was all Rick  heard, the same ringing he experienced when he encountered Joe’s group just then, it is happening again. He thought it was such great timing because Gareth woke up that side of him that Shane calls the “True Rick” the side of Rick that will do almost anything just to secure the safety of his group.

Gareth smirks, “Just tell me if he is dead, okay?” He asked his ally that is standing beside him, “I have better things to do anyway.” he walked back in, Rick peeked on the side of the car; Gareth was now gone. Rick bowed his head, thinking of what he will do next. His thoughts are pulling him from one side to another, a huge argument if he should just run away or go all Rambo on their asses. However, if he chickens out, there is a large chance that Gareth and his minions will encounter them again, He knows that he has to end this now, there might be no chance to do this again, if he doesn't make this decision it will cost one of their lives. He could not let that happen again.

He doesn’t want to let them down, not Carl, not Michonne and definitely not Daryl.  He stands up, and positions himself as if he is going to raid a house just like when he was still an official cop. He has his hand on his holster; his only defense is the sacred element of surprise, all his police training paid off when he snuck behind a guy, he puts his knee in between the other mans legs, and snapped his neck.

 He took out his gun and started shooting every person heading towards him, bodies falling on the ground with loud thuds. The last person caught Rick's eye it was a boy no older than Glenn, kneeling and begging for mercy. Rick walked towards him and said, “Where the fuck is Gareth?” He said to the him darkly “I don’t know, I swear.” He pleaded. “Bullshit!” Rick replied, fury coating his voice. He cocked the gun slowly and pointed it on the head of him. “I’m going to ask this one last time, where the fuck is Gareth?” His eyes are dark and filled with hatred towards him. Rick can feel the tremble of the other man from the end of his gun. “O-office, he is in his Office.” Rick pulled the other man by his shirt and said, “Where.”  “Show me where.” he repeated.

Rick’s knuckles tightly holding onto the shirt of his captive as he leads Rick to where Gareth is. He knocks on Gareth’s office, “G-gareth?” He asks, “Is he dead?” Gareth replied. Rick looks at him threateningly “Y-yeah, I finished him myself.” He stated. A scoff and footsteps coming closer was heard from the inside of the office, “What? Do you want me to give you a cookie?” Gareth opens the door and his smirk faded once he saw Rick clutching the back of his ally. Rick pushed him inside, locked the door and pointed a gun at Gareth. He is in this situation again, two against one.

This is like the one standoff he had when they were still at the bar when he was looking for Hershel, Gareth held up his open hand as if asking for surrender but Rick is not buying any of it, he did it to them once, it would be stupid of Rick to fall for it again. “Kill him, i don't fucking care.” Gareth looks past Rick and looked straight towards his accomplice. As the guy was pulling out his gun, Rick turned around and shot him right in the head, easily. Gareth lurched toward him, he dropped his gun and Gareth immediately wrapped his hands on Rick's neck, choking him.

He remembered that he has his butterfly knife, clipped on his belt so he wiggled out of Gareth's grip and reached for the said knife, he is panicking as the air was slowly leaving him. Rick stretched his arms as long as he could and just then he felt the handle of the knife, he took it out from it's clip and scratched Gareth's cheek, deep enough that the other man let go of him and covered his cheek with his palm, the blood still oozing from his cheek. Rick got up slowly, catching his breath, he knew that he has to kill Gareth now before the other man beats him to it. Rick picked up the gun from the floor, he cocked it , and also aiming it on Gareth’s forehead, what Rick did not expect was Gareth tilting his head slightly at the gun and guiding it in between his eyes. “Shoot me, my conscience won’t eat me up…but yours will.” Rick smirked evilly and said “I’d be happy to.”and the only thing that Rick heard after that was the ringing of his gun and the loud thud of Gareth's body hitting the floor.

NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE POSTED WHEN THIS REACHES TO 30 READS. ( The next chapter might be from Rick's POV again :] )