reality 8 (pt 2)

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I Run out of the room and down the steps and out the door and i run to the side of the house an see my hat.

I pick it up and out it on.

"Carl! Get back in here now!" Rick yells from out the window.

I nod and walk back up there.

I open the house door and walk up the steps into my room.

"I just got a call saying maggie needs medicine!" Ricks says.

"Come on lets go then!"i yell.

I put my boots on and get my weapons belt.

---------------------------time skip

We were driving till a group of people blocked us.

"Oh no." Rick says.

"Go through them!" glenn says

"No... We end it." I say.

Rick nods and gets up and walks out.

They see rick so they say "get everyone out here!" the man yells.

Rick looks over to the RV and says "come on guys."

So we all walk out.

I walk beside my dad and stand there.

"Well hello!" the man yells.

He looks to me " hm.. Hey kid!" he says.

I snarl at him.

"Come here!" he demands.

I role my eyes and shake my head.

"I said come here!" he yells.

"Your talking to me like im five well here is some news im not a kid!" i yell.

"Wow. Got a sassy one here Rick!" he says.

"We got a stupid one here Rick!" i say.

"Get over here kid!" he says in a dominant tone.

Crap.

I walk over to him.

"Good boy!" he says.

I role my eyes.

"Like i would love to get back over there so... Can you hurry this up." i say.

"Man your sassy!" he says.

"I would love to just slap that sass off of ya!" he says.

I give him the stink eye.

"Didn't anyone ever teach you manners?" he asks.

"Nope. I don't think they taught you either!" i sass.

"Tsk tsk tsk. You should be more polite to me kid." he says.

"Hm.... I can tell that you are a idiot if you think ill ever be polite to you!" i say.

"Hm.... I can tell that your gay." he simply says.

My face goes red in a second.

"Who is the boy?" he asks.

"Shut up!" i yell.

He walks closer to me and roughly grabs my chin to look at him "you don't tell me to shut up young man!" he scolds.

I smack his hand off.

"Get your nasty hand off of me!" i yell.

"So... How about we get back to the question... Who is the boy?" he asks.

"Why would i ever tel---!" i get cut of by him smacking me in the face.

I screech in pain as i touch my now burning cheek.

"That's why." he answers.

"His name was Ron god now leave me alone!" i yell.

"Was? Were is he now?" he asks.

I look down.

I look back up and whisper "he's gone. He killed himself..."

"Probably because your so rude!" he blames.

I try to jump at him but someone caught me.

"Get off of me! let me kill him!" i yell.

I then start to be pulled away.

They sling me over there shoulder like Daryl did....

Crap Daryl.

I then start feeling drowsy for no reason.

My eyelids then close.

The strangers p.o.v

"Probably because your so rude!" i say.
 
The kid then tried to jump at me.

But one of his people got him.

"Get off of me! let me kill him!" the kid says.

I laugh.

I then see the kid fall asleep.

"wow. He is a baby like i thought eh?" i comment.

The person that carried the kid turns around and holds up a needle.

And smiles.

They then walk back to there RV








Cant wait to kill these people.














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