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Chapter 23

warnings: triggers, suicide,

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"What are you doing?" I asked Rick who put all of my things on the porch.

"Letting go. It seemed to work for you." He replied.

"Rick. We just lost our son." I replied.

"Don't you dare use him for an excuse." He snapped.

"I'm not." I replied.

"Don't look at me like that." He ordered.

"Like what?" I asked.

"You're looking at me like I'm the bad guy. Like this is my fault." He replied.

"What happened with Adam was nothing. Who else was I going to turn to when you were in here breaking dishes and drinking? I needed someone to talk to." I replied.

"We both grieve in different ways." He stated.

"I have no where to go." I replied, watching as he threw my photo albums out on the porch.

"You can go live with Adam. If that doesn't suit you, you can leave Alexandria for all I care." He replied.

"Dad, stop!" Carl yelled.

"Maybe I should leave." I replied.

"Maybe you should." Rick replied, putting his hands on his hips.

"Dad, leave her alone. Let her stay. What are you doing?" Carl asked.

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"You're seriously throwing me out of Alexandria with nothing? Not even water?" I asked Rick who was standing in front of me.

"Rick, stop being such an ass." Rosita snapped.

"I gave you a choice to leave or stay, you chose to leave. I gave you a car, let you keep your weapons, and gave you a walkie." He stated.

I took the walkie talkie and threw it to the ground before stomping it into pieces.

"Rick, you knew she wouldn't stay. She's stubborn, like you." Carol replied.

I threw all of my weapons to the ground before throwing the keys at his feet.

"Sam, what the fück are you doing?" Tara asked.

"Leaving." I answered, pulling my jacket off and throwing it to the ground as well.

"You aren't leavin' without your weapons," Daryl snapped, grabbing my arm, "ye aren't leavin' at all." He added.

"Get Rick, get Sam and meet me at my house." Tara ordered before storming away.

Daryl began pulling me down the street and into Tara's home before pushing me down on the couch.

"Put him there." Tara ordered Abraham who was dragging Rick in.

Abraham pushed Rick down on the couch beside me before Tara ordered everyone to leave except her, me, and Rick.

"Wherever she goes, you go. Wherever he goes, you go." Tara stated, handcuffing my right wrist to Rick's left one.

"This is stupid." Rick commented.

"Did I ask for your opinion?" She inquired.

Rick slouched back on the couch before Tara continued her speech.

"You both love each other, and don't even lie and say you don't. I lost Denise two days ago, and I didn't get to tell her I loved her because I was scared. You two have each other, and one day you aren't. You're going to regret all these days you've been stubborn little bitches when really you could've been making happy memories. It makes me sick that you two are so stubborn that you can't just push through and work out your differences together. I know you just lost Grayson, but you need each other more than ever." Tara explained, putting the key to the handcuffs in her pocket.