Rick and I ran down the hallway, Rick going in the front and I was taking up the rear. Looking in every hallway facing the direction of our trucks, I saw see that each room was isolated with no one inside. I thought at first we were on the wrong floor, but I saw Rick looking in front of us and I did as well, seeing a orange glow coming from one of the rooms at the end of the hallway. We both stopped for a second, realizing it was the same room that Daryl shot at and now it was literally on fire. We both bolted into a run, guns out and ready for anything or anyone coming out to greet us.
As soon as we turned a corner, I saw Rick ducking from something flying at him, having me go to the right side and coring my head. It was one gunshot and then I heard a struggle happening between two people. I looked up and saw Rick trying to wrestle a gun out of another person's hand. I ran over to help Rick, but I saw the gun almost aim towards me for one second, having me dive to the side and stay low as they continued struggle. I saw a perfect opportunity as Rick had the guy's back to me, having me throw up my shotgun bottom end and swiping it across his head, seeing the guy fall to the floor in a flash and release Rick. Out of his hand was a gun, falling to the floor. I could see he was still conscious so I kicked the gun away from him and aimed my shotgun at the man's head. Rick grabbed the back of his shirt and dragged him out of the apartment and into the hallway as we saw the smoke getting bigger around us. He slowly moved to be on his back, looking up at the both of us. Rick stood over him, having me stay right behind him and make sure he wasn't going to go anywhere near Rick. But as soon as I saw his face, all of his face, and I knew he was one of the goons that chased after me in the forest. I remember his face, seeing him smirk at me as I ran through the snow. A shiver went down my spine, making me try to take a deep breath as the man coughed and blinked a few times on the floor.
"Where is the rest of your group?" Rick asked him aloud, having me look up at him for a second from my spot behind the guy. Rick looked like he was about to take this guy's head off, having me a bit worried from my spot with him. But I waited, hoping to hear some sort of good answer that we needed. But the man merely smiled, his grin was showing that he was about to play a game with up.
"What makes you think I'll talk?" He asked, the accent his harbored that more than I can handle. But I shoved the barrel of the shotgun into his collarbone, hearing him cry out in pain as he looked up at me. I only gave him a cold stare, not wanting to show my weakness. I knew he recognized me, but he wasn't going to say a word.
"Answer me." Rick replied to him, kicking his foot to have him look back at Rick. I could hear the fire in the apartment, but we weren't going to move anytime soon.
"We have the whole place surrounded." He replied aloud to us, having me look out one of the apartment windows and seeing the store at the ground level and some Walkers in the distance coming over to us. I knew that this was going to be some kind of set up, that they wanted to trap us there in the area to be killed by Walkers. But how were we going to get out of this?
"And you just walked into our trap." he said in a sneer, looking up at me and I felt my breath falling away from me. I heard more gunshots coming through, seeing Rick go over to a open window and look out. I looked behind me for a moment and saw the smoke getting darker in the apartment.
"We need to leave now, Jacob and Daryl are going to bottleneck the Walkers into the Alleyway." Rick explained to me, having me nod my head and look down at the man one more time. Were we going to leave him there? But I knew I had a plan for him, since he was going to get a taste of his own medicine.
"You ready?" Rick said over the talkie as I tied the very end of the rope to both of the man's ankles, Rick pointing his gun at the man's head in case he was going to move. I tied his hands behind his back with some rope we had stored away in my backpack, thinking this was the best time for a little bit of revenge. I heard the truck honk and then the man sliding away from us towards the the window he was tied to. We ran after him to see him dangling above the Walkers that were coming his way. He was in the middle of the alleyway, high above the ground and struggling to get out. Next task was trying to figure out to get back to the trucks and get my bike away from the Walkers. It was parked near the door on the bottom floor, but we didn't block it off from the Walkers.
"I'm going to get my bike, find us a way out of here." I said to Rick, seeing him look out the other window that was showing the two trucks. He started talking on the radio as I went down the stairs in a fast pace. I saw my bike propped up against the door, but I could hear Walkers right on the other side of the door. I slowly walked down the stairs and reached out for my biker, grasping the handle bar that was closest to me. As soon as I grasped it, however, I heard the growling on the other side of the door and the door itself started to shake. I pulled the bike towards me, holding the middle body bar and hoisting the bike behind my back as I can run up the stairs. That motion alone made me think back of being a messenger, taking my bike up and down stairs to get to my old apartment.
"Let's go katie." Rick said aloud to me as I ran with the bike against my back towards him and a abandoned apartment. We ran inside and I slammed the door shut, seeing him throw open the window and look out. The red truck was bracing up to have the bed right underneath us, having a 10 foot fall from where we were and the bed. I threw down the bike first, hearing the clattering of the bike hitting the metal bed. I squinted, thinking I made too much noise and the Walkers would come running. But they were too occupied with something else, thank goodness. I jumped down first, landing in the bed of the truck in a huff and almost hitting my bike in the process. Rick jumped right after me, having me look forward and hear the trucks starting up once more. But I felt Rick tap my shoulder, having me look back at him as we pulled away. Rick pointed to the alleyway, having me see the man hanging over the Walkers and many pairs of hands reaching up to try and grab him. Something told me that I should feel bad for him, but then again he did the same for me. I myself had moral once, back when I was living a normal life. But this, this is a new life and a new set of morals.
Eye for an Eye.
"How many more do you think there are out there?" Daryl asked aloud to the group as we all sat in the living room that night. Since we came back I was thinking the same question, maybe there was only a handful of them. But what is there was an army of them, picking off groups one by one in order to conquer. There was more than Walkers to worry about in the world at that point, and we knew that.
"There had to be at least 5 more of those guys, but there might be more." T-Dog replied next to Rick, having me see that he was thinking reply about this.
"How are we going to deal with them?" Lori asked aloud in confusion. I looked over at Glenn who was sitting next to me, seeing him look just as serious and just as intimidated because of the situation.
"We'll deal with them like we did with that guy today. If they come after us, we'll fight right back at them." Rick explained to us, having me feel a eerie chill going down my back with how intense he was sounding, "If they threaten our safety, then we will retaliate."
"I like how that sounds." Daryl said in almost a smirk, having me think more about the situation.
"For now on, we go in threes and fours, pairs only if it is an emergency. No one goes on their own outside the property, and we'll keep an eye out everywhere outside the fences. As long as no one knows we are here, then we are safe." Rick explained to us in a stern tone, going back to his sherif mode. We all nodded our heads. knowing that he was thinking of the right move for the group. We all got up from our spots and I went up to my room to drop off my old jacket that I wore that day. Walking up the stairs I can hear the murmurs coming from the group. They were still talking about the goons that have been on our tail since the incident in the forest. It wasn't that I didn't want to talk about them, I have a lot to say about them since they almost permanently damaged by ankle and almost killed me in a run. I was just over everything that happened that day.
Walking into the bedroom I stripped off my jacket, seeing how dirty it got from the soot of the fire and the dirt smudged on it. I placed it gently on the back of the chair and sat down on one side of the bed facing the window. The sun was shining through the window, having me feel warmth on my face as I placed my hair in a messy bun. My eyes blinked a few times from the light in the room, not to mention I was getting rather tried from running around all day that day.
But I felt a pair of lips against my neck, giving me s significant chill down my spine and my hands resting on the top of the bed shaking slightly. I knew those lips, as morbid as it sounded. They belonged to the only person who would ever kiss me at the most unusual time: Glenn.
He placed his hands on my bare arms, feeling the heat of his palms against my skin as he pressed more kisses against my neck softly yet with a hint of demand. I stayed still, very still as I closed my eyes and had my senses take over. How did we event get on top of the bed without me feeling the bed move. Dan him for being so sly and fast. I could feel his body right behind mine, having me lean back to rest against his front and his hands on my arms tightened slightly. He was making it hard for me to concentrate and try to focus on what was going on in my brain. It was all turning to mush, Damn him for being to demanding.
"Someone is impatient." I murmured aloud, trying to keep my voice in a strong tone but it was hard since his kisses were no longer gentler but booming firmer against my cool skin. He stopped kissing me for one second, having me freeze in my spot completely when I felt his lips against my ear.
"It's not my fault you left me high and dry today after you kissed me." He replied in a husky whisper. I swallowed the gasp that was threatening to escape from my mouth. He was having a profound effect on my, something I never thought he would have. But who was I to judge, since at that moment I wanted nothing more than to jump his bones then and there.
"I told you good things will come to those who wait." I replied back in a counter attack. I pulled away from him slightly, turning around to face him and sit on top of the bed with him. I could see he had that look in his eye, the same look that made me want to kiss him senseless on the bed. I was pushing the envelope with him, but he could of stopped some time before. Instead he went along with it, seeing that he was into it like I was.
"Have I wanted long enough?" He asked me, his fingers dancing on the top of my skin of my forearms. Man, he was making me fall harder for him. I didn't think of anything else, anyone else, except him. I smirked at him, seeing him lean in to kiss his square on my mouth a deep kiss. That kiss alone was the answer he was looking for, having me give the control over to him. I was a goner, a complete goner as he ran his fingers through my hair and pulled me closer to him.
Sure we had to fight off both Walkers and goons now, but I forgot about them as Glenn helped me strip off my shirt and I took off his pants. It was a line we knew we were going to cross at one point in this relationship. Why not then? We both knew what was going to happen, and how it was going to effect both of us. I could think of the negative and the future, how one day we were going to have to go out separate ways. But just looking at Glenn hover above me as we kissed on my bed, feel his hands against my hot skin and hear him gasp as I kissed him back.
I thought of only the present. The sweet present.