pulse || c. grimes TWD

33.

We walked slowly each of us holding each other's hands, I was holding Ron and Carl's,  It was dark outside, and I could barely see anything around me. I knew that the walkers wouldn't bite me, but the thought of them doing so if we made a mistake still made me nervous

Sam came to a stop, his eyes fixed on the walkers in the distance. A few tears rolled down his cheeks, and he was visibly upset. Jessie tried to comfort him, telling him that he could do it, but he didn't seem to hear her. He was lost in his own thoughts, and the tears kept streaming down his face

I could tell something bad was about to happen and the anxiety in me grew stronger, Even Ron tried to calm him down

Within seconds two walkers came over to Sam immediately biting into his head and shoulder, I could feel my heart rate quicken. I watched in horror as he screamed loudly, attracting even more of the undead. My eyes widened as I realized the gravity of the situation. I knew that there was nothing we could do to save him

Jessie's screams and cries filled the air. I watched in horror, I was unable to look away from the gruesome sight, Even Carl's attempts to calm her down were useless, as she was completely consumed by grief and terror

 I could see the pain and anguish etched on her face as she watched her son being eaten alive. Her cries were piercing, and I knew that she was in a state of shock. I felt a pit in my stomach as I realized the depth of her pain "Come on we have to go" Carl whisper yelled to her 

She didn't listen and as the walkers descended upon Jessie, biting into her flesh and tearing her apart, I could hear her screams and cries grow louder. It was a horrifying sight, one that I knew would stay with me forever. I could see the pain and terror etched on her face as she was devoured by the undead

I looked over at Ron, who was in complete shock after witnessing his brother and mother being devoured by the walkers. Tears were running down his face, and I could see the pain and grief etched on his face. I felt helpless, not knowing what to do to comfort him. Ron was still holding my hand tightly, his body trembling with shock and grief. I could see the pain etched on his face, and I knew that he was struggling to come to terms with what had just happened

 "Ron," I said softly, trying to get his attention. He looked at me with tear-filled eyes, and I knew that he was in a state of shock. I could feel his hand trembling in mine, and I knew that he was trying to hold on to something that was slipping away. I had seen Ron struggle with grief before after his father had died, but I knew that this was different. He had lost his entire family within seconds, and I couldn't imagine what he was going through

I could see the tears streaming down Ron's face, and I knew that he was struggling to hold back his emotions. I could feel his hand shaking in mine, I knew he was trying to stay strong so the same thing wouldn't happen to him but I could see the pain etched on his face. "I'm so sorry," I whispered softly, Ron looked at me with a mixture of anger and sadness, and I knew that he was struggling to come to terms with what had just happened

Everything was happening so fast, and I was trying to keep up with it all. We were fighting off the walkers, trying to stay alive, and I hadn't even noticed that Rick had chopped off Jessie's hand until I saw Carl fall to the floor. 

He was holding onto her hand, and I could see the fear in his eyes as he struggled to get up. I moved out of the way, trying to give him some space, and he got up quickly, just in time to avoid the walkers

Ron grabbed the gun that had just fallen out of Carl's holster, I knew that things were about to get even worse. He aimed it at Rick, and I could see the anger and desperation in his eyes. "Ron, what the fuck are you doing?" I whisper yelled, trying to get him to see reason. But he didn't seem to hear me

"You" He mumbled pointing the gun at Rick "You." He said with tears in his eyes and furrowing his eyebrows, "Ron!" I yelled not thinking about the walkers 

Michonne snuck up behind him, In one swift motion, she plunged the sword into his chest, her strength sending him reeling. The sound of my gasp was deafening, and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. He was so startled that he accidentally fired his gun, Ron's face was completely empty, devoid of any emotion completely blank

"No!" I cried out, my voice filled with horror and disbelief. Michonne quickly retrieved her katana, and Ron fell to the ground, his lifeless body lying motionless on the floor, I could feel my stomach churn as I watched the walkers come rushing over, devouring his body in a frenzy of blood and gore. The sound of their snarls and growls filled the air

I could feel my stomach churning with nausea. I couldn't bear to watch, but I couldn't tear my eyes away either. I could feel the tears streaming down my face as I watched the scene unfold before me

Through the static filling my head, I could just barely hear the words coming from Carl. "Dad?" As soon as I heard Carl's voice, my eyes instinctively darted over in his direction

The bullet had fired directly into Carl's eye, my heart was pounding in my chest as I saw the sight in front of me, Carl fell to the ground passing out, I was gripped with fear and uncertainty as I wondered if he was dead. Acting quickly, Rick immediately picked him up, carrying him bridal style, We all rushed to the infirmary 

Michonne was slashing walkers' brains, and I was stabbing the ones that got in our way. The adrenaline was pumping through my veins as I fought to keep us all safe, but I could feel a pit in my stomach from everything that had just happened

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RIP my love Ron<3