MEADOW FLETCHER'S POV
October 13, 2017
THE dirt smoke filled the air as Negan and The Saviors drove off. The dirt near the three headless bodies, was blood stained. My pants were stained with blood.
I was on my knees, staring at the RV that Negan so kindly left us with. My face felt sticky, my eyes stinging. I sniffled, forcing my eyes to look at Ryan. My lips starting to tremble, as I forced myself to get up. I caused two people to get killed, I will forever blame myself for this.
My legs wobbled. I dropped to my knees, my eyes burning with tears. A sob choked out of my lips. I tried picking him up, collapsing to my feet, "Ryan." I wailed out, more blood staining my hands, "I-I'm sorry, I-I." My lip quivered, a hand touched my shoulder, "It's my fault."
"Let me help you." Carl whispered. I nodded my head. I gripped Ryan's legs, Carl gripped his shoulder. The both of us heaved him into the back of the RV, on the bed, Glenn and Abraham already there.
My stomach churned, my face was stained with dirt and blood.
Carl guided me to the booth, he sat me down. I picked my knees up, hugging them. The tears automatically streamed down my face, "It's my fault," I repeated. Carl stayed quiet, picking at his fingers.
Everyone looked at me, I felt them staring at me.
I put the shovel down, staring at Ryan's grave. My heart pained. Everything was in pain. I wiped my face, the sweat kind of got rid of the dirt and blood. I sniffled.
An arm wrapped around my shoulder, I looked over. Maggie gave me a half-smile, her face was tear stained and red and puffy. Tears fell out of my eyes as I wrapped my arms around her, "I am so sorry." I sobbed out, she hugged me back, crying herself.
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