The Other Dixon || c.g

•ten• what do we do now?

We have been walking for what feels like days but really its only been a couple of hours. Sometime a while back we stopped crying about our loses, stopped crying about Hershel and our loved ones. We were just silent. Not too long ago Carl ditched helping me with his dad and decided too walk 10ft ahead of us. No one had said a word for two hours until Rick spoke up, his voice didn't sound the same because he had been beaten that badly.

''Carl slow down, Carl stop!'' Carl stopped and Rick wheezed. ''We need to stay together, we have to survive. Get food, supplies and shelter'' I know what Carl was thinking, What was the point in surviving if everyone we love dies? We caught up to Carl, him nor I have spoken a word to each other since the prison. Not even when Rick speaks to us. He put a hand on Carl's shoulder and he just tensed up.

''Were going to be-'' Rick didn't finish because Carl shot daggers at him with his eyes before marching off and leaving me alone to help his father walk again. We kept walking down the gravel road until we saw a bar and grill.

''There'' Rick pointed to it. ''We'll get supplies there''

When we got to the door Carl opened it and held up his gun, Rick held up his and i took out my gun to be ready.

"Stay out here, keep watch'' Rick said too Carl.

''You keep watch, you can barely walk.'' Carl finally spoke.

''Addison can help me clear this place'' Rick said. I understand why he doesn't want Carl clearing, he's already lost a child today.

''Great so you want to put my injured girlfriend in danger by making her watch your beaten up ass in there? all because you think I'm a child that can't handle myself'' Carl snapped.

''Oh and now my 'boyfriend' finally acknowledges I'm here instead of being moody and ignoring me. You're not the only one that's hurting Carl. We all lost people back there.'' Carl looked at me funny before I rolled my eyes. ''I've had enough of this arguing, I'm going in'' I walked in without looking back at them.
Carl put a hand on my lower back as a comforting gesture as he followed me in the door before splitting off to clear the other direction. Where was this love and comfort for me during the 3 and half hours it took to get here? Rick went in the direction of Carl of course, god forbid that teenage boy be alone unsupervised for more than a second. I rolled my eyes again thinking about what an over protective, hover dad Rick is. These rooms were all clear so I headed back to my hormonal boyfriend and his helicopter dad, i turned the corner just to see Rick pulling down a wall of chairs which was holding back a giant walker. No amount of food was worth doing that. It came stomping straight towards the guys and to kill him Rick hit an axe into the top of his head, which didnt work.

''Damn it'' Rick said while trying to pull the axe out, Carl raised his gun and so did i.

"'Don't shoot'' Too late, Carl already did.

''I said not too'' Rick yelled at his son.

''You couldn't do it with the axe'' Carl defended himself.

''I had it, Every bullet counts. What if you need that one later?''Rick said getting angrier.

"That bullet would mean shit to him later if you were bit just then. He helped you, just say thank you instead of fighting with him all the time" Rick gave me a hard look after I finished. Snapping at Rick probably wasn't the best idea right now but he'll get over it.

''Find what you can, then let's move on'' Rick ordered us. I walked behind the counter and started putting food in a bag with Carl, he stopped.

''I'm sorry'' He said to me but i ignored him, continuing to put food into the bag. He grabbed my wrist to stop me, and made me look at him.