Part 80

125 7 5
                                    

ELIZABETH'S P.O.V
I woke up to the bright sun glaring through the window. I stretched and sat up, looking around. It was just me.

"Man, Vincent is an early riser..." I mumbled under my breath.

I hopped off the bed and combed out my hair. When I got to the breakfast table, everyone was gloomy. It was Rick, Glenn, Carl, Maggie, Beth, Daryl, Paige and I.

"Hey! Where's Vincent?" I asked, running my fingers through my hair.

Paige gestured me to the seat beside her.

"W-what happened?" I asked.

"Vincent...is dead..."

"What? How?"

"I guess he went outside last night and the walkers got him..."

"No..." I sobbed,"That can't be true..."

"Well, it is..."Carl barged in on the conversation.

I looked over at him who was just staring at his plate. Beth, who was beside of him, was staring at the ground.

I walked outside and scanned my surroundings. Blood was by the door. Little bits of his remains were outside the gate.

How could that be possible? I looked over at the blood patch, just examining it. Then, I saw something shiny. Something recognizable.

A bullet.

The Walking Dead: SecretsWhere stories live. Discover now