Cowboy (Rick Grimes x Male)

Chapter 17

I sit on my bed, leaning against the wall, trying to even my breathing.

It was late morning now, around the afternoon maybe.

Though when there was an explosion I quickly got up and went outside, only to be met with gunfire, and another explosion.

I quickly took out my gun and started firing it.

I hide behind a wall and reloaded it.

I looked and got closer to the others.

"What the hell happened?" I asked Maggie seeing her.

"The Governor, he...it's not looking good, we gotta go to the bus. Now." Maggie said. She gripped Beth's arm.

"Go I'll cover you two." I said

I aimed my gun and shot some of them, killing some, injuring more.

I don't know how long I've been here, but the next thing I know. Is an explosion, and a piercing pain in my side.
I opened my eyes, and realized that I was on the floor.

I turned to my stomach, and slowly got up crawling to a wall; leaving a bloody trail behind me.

I slowly stood up, leaning against the wall, I lift my hand to my side, and feel something sharp.

I look down and see a larg shard of glass.

"Sh-shit." I look to the side and see a massacre.

I slowly make my way out, but my vision wasn't doing me any favors.

I held my gun in my hand, and made my way to the cars.

'If I get in a car I'll be fine...I'll be fine. The safe point...'

I hear a groan and turned, shooting the googly in it's head. I continued walking; continued to slowly make my way to the cars.

Once I got there, I fell against the car
Holding my side, pushing the glass in more.

"Shit!" I yelled.

I fall to the ground, feeling new tears fall, from the pain.

'I guess it's better to feel pain then nothing. That's how I know Im in real trouble.
But the question is how much longer do I have?' I stood up opening the car door and sitting in it.

"Shit...shit...don't think like that?" I say looking to the prison.

Fire, and googlies surrounding the place. It's broken. Their home is gone, all because of one asshole.

I lean under the seat and fish for the keys.

I groan in pain, feeling more blood dripping.

I look to the blood encrusted glass shard, I could pull it out. I could, I should.

Right?

I put my hand on the glass, gripping my fingers around it.

But cried at the pain that shot through.

"Okay! Damn it!" I yelled.

I put the keys in the ignition and started the car.

"Okay. Your okay...your okay..." I repeat.

"Talk to stay awake right? Or don't talk for energy? What should I...what should..."
My vision started going blurry.

There was a loud sound, and soon all I saw was smoke.
And that I'm on my side.

My vision is red.

I looked to the window, and saw a walker clawing at the window.

But at the moment I don't care I'm so tired.