Nothing but Dead (The Walking Dead Fanfic)

Times Behind Us

(Three Years ago, Day 3)

Garrett is awakened in the night by a soft crying sound, he isn't sure who is crying. Looking out the window he can clearly see that dawn hasn't even peaked yet. Grabbing a flashlight from his side he shines it and points it up at the clock. It says 4:39.

Curious at who is making the noise he quietly stands up, he knows that Connor and Adam are sound asleep because they were sleeping next to him. He shines the flashlight over at the wall. He sees that Kenny fallen asleep up against the wall, with his shotgun in his lap.

Shining the flashlight to the other side of the room he shines it towards the girls side. There he sees Mitchel and Torri, in a tangled mess around each other. Torri seemed to be without any clothes on but he couldn't quite tell with a set of blankets over the both of them. Garrett thinks to himself, 'Thank god I'm a hard sleeper.' He moves the flashlight to see the other girls, Deanna and Rebecca, they are nestled in a somewhat comfortable fashion. Lucas is nowhere to be found.

Still hearing the soft crying he turns around, William is hunched over Rachel. He has her hand in his and tears are running down his face. Garrett walks over to William and puts a hand on his shoulder.

"She....she was the only one who really understood me, you know?" William quietly moaned as Garrett checked for a pulse on her neck. She is dead. "She passed away sometime during the night.....I don't know when, I fell asleep and woke up about an hour ago to check on her...and she was.....gone."

"Will, I'm so sorry." Garrett commented as he slowly took his two fingers off of Rachel's cold neck. William than throws himself onto Garrett. He was never the one to show any emotion. William was hard as a rock, he never cried. If he cut himself bad with his own knife he was the type of guy to bandage it up and keep going without flinching.

The commotion that was going on wakes Mitchel up, he walks over just in his jeans, they aren't buttoned, or zipped he just held them there like no one would care. "She dead?"

"Right now isn't the best time." Garrett said trying to reason with him.

"Da fuck do you wanna know?" William shot up and getting face-to-face with Mitchel. 

"The last thing I need is a dead corpse walking around in here and taking chunks out of everybody!" Mitchel grabs a glock that was on the table and starts to threaten William in a bodily way.

"You think I'm fuckin' scared of you?" William questioned with a smirk on his face. Mitchel smirked right back, but with force. Mitchel fist flies right into the side of William's head sending him straight to the ground. 

The sounds of the fight wake everyone up and they begin to gather around to see what is happening.

Garrett stands up and puts a hand on the center of Mitchel's chest to calm him down, but he doesn't. Mitchel punches him with his right fist and punches Garrett right in the jaw, then with his left fist, right in the nose. The hits send Garrett flying back into multiple desks and tables then eventually onto the floor. Deanna rushes over to him.

"Mitchel stop!" Torri shouted at the top of her lungs.

While that was in process William has gotten up and tackled Mitchel, trying to bring him to the ground. Mitchel is bigger than William. With William on his back he slams right into and pair of chalkboards, having the metal lip with the chalk sits on go right into William's back, twice. Getting slammed against the chalkboard, William lets go, and Mitchel turns around and starts to punch him a few times in the gut, then a few times in the face with the glock. After that, William falls to the floor.

Mitchel now stands over Rachel's body with the pistol pointed at her head. "For Christ sake people, it's us verses the dead, not us verses us. Get it together, this is the way it has to be. I'm doing these thinks to help us survive. I'm doing what is best for all of us! The choices aren't hard, they are the ones that keep us alive........" Mitchel stops because he hears something.