Joel grabbed me by the shirt and tossed me into the wall like i was a 10 poumd weight.I might aswell be for someone who's been bashing in infected skulls for the last twenty years. i pulled my- Ellie's switchblade from my pocket and recovered my fighting stance. "you. killed. her" joels eyes were blackened with hate. "if you didnt get her shot she wouldnt be here" i yelled. joel charged at me, but I rolled out of the way and he slammed into the wall behind me. then i went in for the attack. i swiped the switchblade across the back of his knee. "aaaaargh" he called and fell on his knee. he reached for a .22 pistol on the counter but i slammed a nearby chair on his hand. he grabbed the gun anyways. he hit me across the face with a right hook and put the gun to my forehead. "i wont feel guilty for this" he said. his voice breaking. "your right" i said. with those words I ducked and slammed into him right below his center of gravity and sent him flying against the wall. i picked up the chair that i had hit him with earlier and wacked him in the head. he still didnt go all the way down. suddenly he leaped forward and grabbed the .22 pistol. he fired and hit me in the arm. i stopped for a second and then grabbed him by the shirt and slammed him into the counter head first. dazed he struggled to get up but i spartan kicked him in the chest. "heres a little piece of advice, joel" i started. ".22's dont hurt that much"
i grabbed the pistol and hit him over the head with it finally knocking him out.
