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rick held his gun up high despite the shaking of his unsteady hand, his eyes were wide and scared, glossing over as he panicked. he didn't expect things to happen to you because he spent so much of his time trying to make sure you were okay, he needed you to be okay.
the cold and hard exterior of the gun was pressed firmly against your head and your eyes were wide too. it had all happened so quickly, you had been standing by rick's side with the group when you were grabbed and pulled away, used as leverage or something like that. you're heart filled with hope as rick began to speak, though it sounded more like a growl, harsher than you had ever heard him speak.
