Pete's brains splatter evrywhere. Ron, Jessie, and Sam all start screaming. Everyone gasps and a few continue to cry. I fall back onto my butt at the shock of what happened.

"Rick?" Someone calls from in front of him. I see Daryl and Aaron standing on either side of someone, but Rick is infront of me and I can't really tell who it is. I don't recognize the voice either.

A moment of silence lasts between Rick and the stranger until Rick finally speaks. "Morgan?"

For a second I'm completely confused because hiw could Morgan, who is still behind me, get to the gate? Then I realize that this is a man Morgan when he walks up to Rick and holds out his hand. 

Man Morgan helps the other guys pickup Pete's body, well what's left of it at least. We're all a bit shaken up over tonight's events and just stand there in shock as both bodies are dragged off to someplace to be buried in the morning.

Jessie clutches her sons. Sam is sobbing his head off while Ron looks angrily to Carl, as if he killed Pete.

I sit in the ground and stare at my blood covered hands. Those cliché flashbacks happen and I'm suddenly back on the road in the same position, except the man I killed is laying in front of me. I didn't mean to kill him, he tried to grab me so I stabbed him in the stomach. I hadn't killed a person before then and I tried to helplessly stop the bleeding when I realized what I had done. I remember him looking me in the eyes with fear in his dying eyes.

I hadn't noticed Maggie stand next to me until she called my name. I look blankly at her. She kneels in front of me. "We couldn't have done anything anyways." She tries to comfort me.

"I couldn't save him." I mumble and stand up. "I know that I couldn't have saved him, but I felt like I could."

I turn towards Deanna who is crumpled on the ground crying. "I'm sorry, Deanna." I whisper and she gives me a teary look. I put my head down and walk in the direction of my house.

Hunter and Patrick are a little ways ahead of me, coming back from helping Abraham and the other guys take Pete and Reg.

"The guys neck was so sliced open, you could see his spine!" Hunter exclaimed.

"I still can't believe that happened. It seemed like everything was going great until that Rick guy showed up." Patrick shakes his head in astonishment.

"Hey! You got a problem with my dad?" Carl yells from the left of them. They can't see me since I'm on the sidewalk where the moon doesn't hit, so I stop out of curiosity.

"Maybe I do." Patrick crosses his arms.

Carl tilts his head to one side and then swings his fist and punches Patrick in the jaw.

"Woah man!" Hunter exclaims and jumps in between Carl and Patrick. 

Patrick looks up at Carl and pushes Hunter out of the way. He takes a swing at Carl and clips his jaw. The fight turns into a full blown fist fight, so bad that I decide I should help Hunter pull them off of eachother.

I run up and grab Carl's shoulder and elbow while Hunter grabs Patrick's elbows and after getting nicked a couple of times and dodge some punches, we finally get them apart. I hold Carl by his elbow as he glares at Patrick who tries to break out of Hunter's grip.

"Got somewhere we can patch them up?" Hunter asks as he struggles with Patrick. I let go of Carl who doesn't seem like he's going to do any harm, but stay ready to grab him if he lunges.

I nod. "Denise has the key to the infirmary, but I have some medical supplies at my house."

"All right I guess we go there." Hunter shoves Patrick towards the direction of my house and I walk off past Carl.

"I'm going home." He mumbles.

"With split knuckles and a black eye? I don't think so."

"Since when do you care?" He scoffs.

"Since when I became a nurse in training." I roll my eyes.

We make it back to my house and I open the door. "Sit in the living room while I run upstairs to grab my stuff." I order and take the stairs two at a time. "And try not to kill eachother!"

I open the drawer to my nightstand and pull out the shoebox of stuff that I was able to bring home from the infirmary. I slam the drawer shut and run back down the stairs.  I quickly wash the blood off my hands before I walk into the living room.

I show Hunter what to do since there's two of us and we can get them both patched up a lot quicker. He takes care of Patrick while I take care of Carl.

I grab Carl's hand and he jerks it back, glaring at me. I roll my eyes and snatched his hand. "I'm not trying to hold hands with you. I need to disinfect and bandage your knuckles." He hisses in pain as I apply alcohol to the open cuts on his hand. "Sorry." I mumble.

Hunter got finished bandaging Patrick up before I finished with Carl's hand. I don't think Hunter knew or cared what he was doing to be honest. He was really mad with his friend and you could tell by the way he apologized to Carl and made Patrick leave. He cleaned everything up before leaving himself and I wish he would have stayed, rather than leave me alone with my ex boyfriend.

"How's Judith been?" I ask to break the awkward silence between us.

"She's good. She's trying to crawl since she's finally safe and can actually be put down." He smiles a little and I accidentally make eye contact with him and quickly look down at my supplies.

"That's good." I offer a small smile as I hand him a bag of ice for his eye.

"Yeah," he gets up and heads towards the door. "Thanks alot for patching me up." He says and leaves. I watch out the living room window as he walks to his front porch and stops to talk to a shadowy figure who i can't make out. He then goes inside and the figure walks across the street and past my house. I can tell that it's Enid by her long hair.

I sigh and drop the curtain back. I know that it's been a month, but it still hurts. 

A/N: You know what else hurts??? MY HEART AND SOUL AFTER TONIGHT'S EPISODE.

I can't right now I just can't!

***Spoilers****

Just scroll really fast so you don't see Or exit out of the book and go watch it!

GLENN! NO WHY!? WHY HIM?! WHY NOT ROSITA OR SASHA OR EUGENE?! WHY HIM?! AND ABRHAM! I WASN'T AS SAD BUT STILL! AND I ALMOST HAD A HEART ATTACK WITH CARL AND RICK AND AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH