5. A Trade

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Molly's POV

Beth looked more worried than usual that day. I had no idea what was happening in her little world, but I needed to know!

"Hi Bethie-Boo!" I called, catching up to her in the hall. When I call her Bethie-Boo she gets annoyed, but, it is funny!

"Hi Molly!" Beth replied nervously.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes."

"I don't believe you!"

"My friend is here! I said something wrong to make Dawn want to stop treating her! Now it's up to me to save her!" Beth was close to tears, "Her name is Carol. She knew your dad."

I had no words. Running up to Beth I embraced her. Having a best friend is amazing! There was a long silence.

"I'm helping you," I stated suddenly. I had volunteered at a hospital, so I knew what I was doing.

"Thank you," A tear rolled down Beth's cheek.
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As I was mopping the hallway I overheard Dawn's conversation with one of the officers.

"We will find him! We can't give up!" One man said.

"We can not risk lives for Noah!" Dawn shouted.

"Then risk Beth's life! It's her fault he's gone!" This man was out of his mind! Beth was an amazing person.

I walked down the hallway, no longer interested in their conversation. As I walked past Room 5A, I heard somebody singing inside. I peeked into the room to see Beth, singing and mopping up blood.

"Let go of Julie and take my hand, let go, it's time to be my man," Beth sang. Her voice was amazing! "Let go of Julie and kiss my face, she's standing she's standing in my place." Beth noticed me and stopped singing.

"I love your voice." I truthfully told Beth.

"Thanks." She relied. Beth looked terribly ill.

"What's wrong? You look sick! Are you sick?" I was very worried about her.

"No...It's just, Dawn told me that Carol and I were put in a trade. Our group will take us for two of the officers," A tear rolled down Beth's cheek,"I'm going to get dressed."

"Wait! Beth!" She ran out of the room like her hair was on fire. What was going to happen to her? To us? I didn't know.
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It was time. Beth let me sign her cast, being the great person she was.

"Beth. You are my best friend and I love you. I want you to know that," I was tearing up and I let a tear escape my eye.

"I love you too," Beth told me, "I will try to get you out of here with me!"

"No need," I didn't need her to get herself killed for me.

We walked over to the place where the trade was to happen. The other group stepped forward. I hugged Beth, "Thank you," I told her.

"Thank you," Beth replied.

I barely listened to the words they were saying but I examined Beth's group. A man with a crossbow looked very familiar, I just couldn't put my finger on it.

A woman in a wheelchair was wheeled over to the group and an officer walked over to us.

Next, Beth walked away from us, from me. An officer walked over. Beth greeted her grouped and flashed me a sad smile. I returned it.

"Now I just need Noah," Dawn stated, "He was my ward and Beth replaced him. You're taking her so I need him back!"

"My officers put their lives on the line to find him! One of them died," Dawn wasn't giving up.

"The boy wants to go home you have no claim on him!" A man with a beard yelled.

"He is one of mine you have no claim on him!" Dawn replied sternly.

"It's okay," A boy who I assumed was Noah, stepped forward.

"It's not okay," Beth told him. He still gave the man his gun. Beth ran up to Noah and hugged him.

Beth gave Dawn an evil glare. She walked up to her. They stared at each other for a while.

"I get it now." Beth told Dawn.

Just then, I saw scissors peeping out of Beth's cast. She used them to stab Dawn in the shoulder, where she had bulletproof gear. A bullet went through Beth's head, sending her to the ground.

The man that I found familiar began to cry. He pulled out his gun and shot Dawn in the forehead.

I couldn't even think. I didn't think about my surroundings until I heard the bearded man offer to take people. I didn't want to go with them. But, I was leaving. I ran to change.

When I finished, I managed to leave without being noticed. I went outside. I knew who the man was. He was putting her body in a fire truck, so I decided that it was a good time to say hi.

"Beth was very nice to me," the words came out of my mouth. I walked even closer to the group, which had more members then before.

"Who are you?" The bearded man asked.

"Molly," I stated.

"Molly?" The man I knew turned around, tears in his eyes.

"Dad?" I ran up to him and gave him a huge hug.

"I thought you were dead!" He shared. I was crying tears of sadness for Beth and happiness for my father.

"Beth told me. About Uncle Merle," I didn't want him to explain it to me. I knew.

"Rick. Can Molly stay or do you not trust her?" My dad asked the bearded man, probably Rick.

"I need to ask her something first," Rick replied.

"Ask away," I had done nothing wrong to keep me away from my dad.

"How many walkers have you killed?"

"I'm not creepy. I don't count. But well over one-hundred."

"How many people have you killed?"

"One. I didn't want her to turn."

"You're one of us now!" Rick congratulated me. I got on the fire truck and met all the different people. Excited for my journey.
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Hi guys! I cried while I wrote this chapter. I'm sorry I killed Beth, but, I was just following the show! The next chapter will include brand new material that isn't from the show (Excluding Beth's funeral) And I thought I'd say that as I write this, I only have two chapters released! So I'll go fix that! Sorry if this was a bit too long! I can't tell how long it is page wise. If I could I would know the right amount! PEACE OUT and I'll see you next time!

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