Chapter 28

Glenn switched the safety off of his gun as Beth took another hesitant step towards him. "Glenn," she spoke. She held her hand out as she took another step. "We can get through this together. It doesn't have to be this way." Another step. "Maggie wouldn't want this." Two more steps. "Just give me the gun." Her voice was shaking by now.

Glenn's finger slowly moved off of the trigger as he moved the pistol away from his temple, his hand shaking. He dropped the gun into Beth's hand as he fell to the ground, violently shaking and sobbing.

Beth clicked the safety off and tucked the pistol into the holster on her thigh, then dropped to the ground, tears falling down her face, and wrapped her arms around Glenn. They both mourned Maggie's death together, falling apart.

One by one, the rest of the group left the cell block. Daryl lingered by the entrance for a few seconds before he finally left, leaving the two step siblings to grieve the loss of their beloved.

Beth's eyes dried before Glenn's did. He wanted to be alone to grieve. After taking away all the weapons on him, she exited the cell block and went back to her private cell on the bottom floor. No one else was there, so she automatically assumed that they were all outside, not wanting to hear Glenn's sobs ring out through the building.

Metal clanking was suddenly heard from one of the other cells. Beth stood off of her bed and exited the private area to go out into the hall. "Glenn?" She asked. Her voice echoed throughout the hall. When she got no response, her hand lingered towards the pistol in her waistband.

Beth slowly crept up the stairs in the direction of the noise. "Rick? Daryl, is that you?" She still asked the thin air, even though she was almost positive that it wasn't either. Before she had time to process it, one of the cell doors swung open in front of Beth.

She stumbled back, taking her pistol out of her holster. Vince came out of the cell, charging towards Beth. She clicked the trigger right before he tackled her to the ground. No sound was made except for the grunt she made against the impact of the concrete.

Beth tried to throw him off of her, but his knees were on her elbows and his feet were pinning down her knees. She spit in his face in an effort to get him off of her, but he only loosened his hold. It was enough for Beth, though.

Mustering up all of her strength, she quickly threw Vince to the side. She

scrambled off the ground and flew towards the gun lying on the ground by the wall. Right before it was in her grasp, she was thrown to the ground again. Instead of holding her down, Vince wrapped both hands around the blonde's throat, cutting off her air.

Beth's eyes widened as she scratched and clawed at the man's hands. A vile look was on his face as he tried to strangle her. Before she could process what was happening, her vision started to go black and her limbs were getting weak. But not weak enough for her to fail and throwing a fist at Vince's throat.

He coughed when her knuckles collided with his Adam's apple. His grip loosened enough for Beth to grab the pocket knife in her front pocket and shove it into his heart.

Vince's face turned into sheer horror as he made a gurgling noise in the back of his throat. Beth yanked the knife out of him and threw him to the ground next to her. She hastily stood, not bothering examining the front of her shirt which was now covered in his blood.

She looked down at the ded man in front of her. So many people had died recently. She wanted it to stop. Everyone did. She knew she didn't have much time left. He would turn soon. A single tear going down her face, she grabbed the pistol off of the ground next to Vince's dead body.

She'd forgotten to switch off the safety. When she first shot at him, the safety wasn't off. That's why no shot had rang out. She made sure to switch it off before kneeling down and placing the barrel on Vince's forehead. Before pulling the trigger, she squeezed her eyes shut and looked away.

The shot made Beth's ears ring. When it was done, she still couldn't find herself to look at the dead body of her once friend, lying on the ground. So many people have been dying in the world. She remembered a moment that her and Daryl had once shared after her boyfriend Zach had died. They'd both wished that people would stop dying. That wish still exists today.

The group came rushing in the prison as soon as they heard the gunshot from the inside. They didn't glance once upstairs; they'd automatically assumed that it was Glenn who'd pulled the trigger. They were wrong.

Glenn also came rushing into the other cell block. His cheeks were tear stained, but he was still worried about what the source of the noise was. Beth cleared her throat. "Up here." She stood to show herself more. Daryl saw her first and rushed upstairs. He stopped in his tracks as soon as he saw the scene in front of him.

Daryl looked up at Beth as the pistol fell from her shaky hands. He immediately came to her side, grabbing her shoulders as silent sobs racked her body. Before he could really process what he was doing, he'd wrapped his arms around her as the other flooded upstairs.

"What happened, Beth?" Rick asked. She pulled away from Daryl and took a deep breath before answering. "He somehow got out of his cell and tried to kill me. So I had to kill him." Daryl felt a surge of guilt. He knew that they shouldn't have left Glenn and Beth alone. But, he was also almost proud. He knew Beth could take care of herself. She had before. She was getting stronger by the second and he knew that if he'd left or died, that she would be fine.

A/N: This chapter is a little bit on the longer side! I was up all night last night just writing a lot with my new laptop! Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed it! People are just dropping like flies in these past few chapters. So, obviously, you guys voted for Glenn living! And I was... sorta... thinking that it would be AMAZING if you guys left me more in depth reviews, just so I know what you guys REALLY think of the story. You ABSOLUTELY don't have to, but it would be really cool if you could. THANKS FOR READING! LET'S TRY TO GET 100 FOLLOWS! ALMOST THERE!