I never thought it would be this long.
I'm thinking, wondering now how the hell people took road trips for fun! This ain't fun y'all!
We're hungry, thirsty, tired, but me? I'm in so much pain.
I can't tell them, correction I can't tell Rick, he's gonna stop this, and we can't stop. So there's nothing to say.
We're all tried looking for something, anything, and when we couldn't, we just continued driving.
Until we ran out of gas.
So we started walking, I held my side some, if I don't move to fast. Or...move at all really then I'm good...not the best.
Carl slows down some and walks beside me.
"Hey puppy." I say smiling.
"Hi...are you okay?" Carl asked.
I can't lie I'm not I'm really not, but because we've come this far we can't stop.
"I'm good, pup, how about you? You good?" I ask.
"Yeah, just thirsty, a bit hungry...tired."
"You got the whole package? Don't worry we'll find somethin'. In the meanwhile, try not to think about it, it's hard I know it is. But think about somethin' else anything else." I say softly.
Carl looks to me and nods, trying, I can see that.
When we get to a bridge Rick stopped us.
"Hey you take Carl, Jude and Eugene to that end, if anything happens..." Rick said.
"It won't." I say.
It was going well, but Sasha, got angry, and well the plan still worked to some degree.
"You lied." Carl said as they continued fighting.
"Excuse me?"
"How your feeling. Your limping." Carl states as they start walking towards them.
"I stepped on a rock." I say.
"A rock?" Carl asked.
"It was a big rock, those suckers hurt." I say.
"What hurts?" Rick asked looking to me.
"Nothing, come on I see something up ahead." I say pointing to the road.
Getting there we see a car crash sight.
We all looked around, trying to find something, anything, but they found nothing but alcohol.
We were all sitting down, and to say I was happy was an understatement.
Soon a pack of hungry, angry, dogs came to them. Growling an getting ready to fight, when Sasha shot at them.
'Guess dog was on the menu for dinner, it was better then nothing, again.'
"Are you hurt? In pain? I know it's been 3 weeks. But if you need to we can stop-"
"No...we can't stop. Okay, if we stop they're gonna give up, we can't give up. We're close, I'm fine."
"Are you hurt?" Rick asked again.
"Sheriff-"
"Don't lie Cowboy." Rick said.
I looked to him.
"My side." I say quietly.
Rick stops and turns to me.
"I thought it healed." Rick said.
I just continued walking, and only stop when Rick gently takes my hand.
"Don't do that." Rick said aiming at me for walking away from the conversation.
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Cowboy (Rick Grimes x Male)
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