Chapter 44

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I opened my car door, Rick and Carl were getting the guns out of the back, Rick gave me one as Michonne and I walked up the street. I looked at him, he glanced at me then led us to a police station up a hill, Carl and him were in front of us.

"You guys are how many years apart?" Michonne asked, not in a distasteful tone, but it still made me annoyed because we weren't even together.

"We aren't a thing."

"If you lost sleep over him for eight months, you guys are a thing." She says, I sighed. She then asked

"How old is he?"

I didn't know for sure, he was younger than 45 and older than 30, that's all I knew,

"I'm not sure, I'd guess 38."

We then entered the police station, Rick and Carl led us to the back. I figured out that this was where Rick used to live.

"Dammit!" I hear him yell loudly from the back, I jumped, I was examining a picture of him and all the other police officers in a group photo. I felt my heart jump, afraid he was hurt, I ran over to where he was,

"Rick- what happened?" I asked, I held my gun up, ready to shoot, I then saw him looking down, obviously upset about something- not the kind of upset like Carl died or something, I saw that none of them were hurt and put my gun down.

"What the fuck is the problem then? I thought someone got hurt." I snapped at him, I tried to calm my beating heart.

"The gun cage is empty, someone raided this place." He says.

"What do we do now?" Michonne asks, Rick looks around,

"There's guns around the town... Behind store counters for the owners just in case. I signed the permits for them. We'll see if their still there." He says. He then leads us out, we walked down the street. There were old buildings, they all were worn, windows brown and brick missing, it reflected the world now.

I then saw a pile of burned corpses in an open area, red spray paint was on the walls saying, CLEAR, and a bunch of other weird shit. The others noticed it themselves, we all looked at it in awe

"We aren't alone, make sure you keep low and aware." Rick says to all of us. We crossed the street, we were walking down the sidewalk when we saw a bunch of weird traps set all over the place. Then it was obvious where the maniac was living because of a cluster of traps by a tall building. We were then about to move when we heard,

"HEY!" We looked up, there was a man in body armor with a gun in his hand on top of the roof, pointing the gun at us. "I want you all to leave, or I'll shoot." He warns. He then started to count down from 5,

"We need that gun." Michonne says,

"You get on the roof, I'll shoot, Carl and max- get behind a car."

"No!" I say. The man shouted, "No talking!"

He then counted down to two when Rick shot at the man, he put his other arm out towards Carl and I, shielding us. He shot the man down, he then looked at us,

"I said get behind a car." He hissed at me,

"I don't have to take orders from you." I hissed back, I pushed him away, he then pushed me back with his body, making him against me on a truck, he made it impossible for me to get out of his hold.

"I don't need this." He hisses

"Get the fuck off of me!" I yelled, he then was pulled back by Michonne, she gave him a glare, telling him to back the hell off. She then looked at me, "are you okay?"

I nodded, she then looked back at Rick,

"You touch her again like that, I'll cut your arms off."

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