Surviving the worst || 5sos; Walking Dead. [COMPLETED]

Practice makes progress

I woke up earlier than usual, I wanted to talk to Rick about the boys practicing on how to use weapons correctly. I mean it would be better for us if they knew how to hold a gun.

I made my way out onto the look-out tower (Rick was always the first on duty).

I saw him, with his eyes glued to the binoculars and his hand clenching a gun.

"Um, Rick"

He pulled the gun and pointed it at me, but slowly dropped it when he realized it was me.

"I'm sorry em"

"It's alright"

He slouched down the side of the wall and rubbed his temple.

"Are you sure their alright?"

"That don't seem like killers, I mean we found them in skinny jeans for crying-out-loud"

He moved his head alittle. I knew he was worried, when was he not.

"The one kid, with curls-"

"Ashton?"

"Yea him, he's--kinda muscular what if he tries to hurt someone?"

"Don't beat yourself up over something that may never happen Rick"

"It's just, I care about my kids, Carl, Judith, you, Beth, destiny"

My heart became warm. He thought of me as his child?

"I mean you may not be blood, but your definitely in my family"

I smiled. Rick was like a dad, protecting us, and always loving.

Daryl was that uncle that you loved, that always brought you things to play with that your dad always took away.

"There not gonna hurt us, don't worry also I wanted to ask you something?"

He raised an eyebrow in my direction

"What?"

"I thought maybe we could train them with weapons, they don't know how to hold them right and they're gonna hurt someone, or themselves"

"Fine by me, as long as they don't try anything"

"Thank you"

"Can you wake everyone, breakfast is in five"

"Sure thing"

Walking inside everyone was awake except for the new boys. I walked down to their cell and gave a breathy laugh.

Micheal was half off the bed, with his hand in a weird position. Luke was curled up around the covers, and Ashton was snoring, like nobody's business. I walked over to luke and grabbed the cover, I was about to rip it off when luke shot up and screamed at me. I slapped him. In the face. He rubbed his now red cheek.

"Remind me never to cross you"

He smiled. I did to at that comment.

"Huke, shut up I'm sleeping"

"Not anymore its time to wake up"

"Did he just call you huke?"

Luke nodded.

"Ashton calls me huke lemmings, every now and again"

"So your last name is hemmings?"

"Yep"

"His middle name is Robert"

Micheal added rubbing his eyes and looking like he hadn't slept in days. We all turned to him.