You Dumb RedNeck #011

-Outside-

Andrea and Amy saw everyone come out and sighed in relief, but when the last person to come out was someone they never met, they worried, and sinking feeling.

"Where is Gabriel!?" asked Amy, tears starting to fall.

"I'm guessing you are Andrea and Amy?" asked Rick.

Amy didn't really pay him more attention, Andrea was gripping the steering wheel hard, and her knuckles were white.

"My name is Rick... erm..." Rick didn't know his name.

Glenn, seeing who Rick was gonna talk about, he said, "Gabriel. His name is Gabriel. "

At the mention of his name, both women snapped their necks to Glenn.

"Yes, Gabriel said to tell you that he will meet you at the place where you argued?"

Both blondes bit their lips in denial. They didn't want to believe this man, but the others nodded as well, Andrea, who was driving, nodded.

"Can we talk to him through the radion?" asked Andrea.

"I tried, but I guess his radio died," said T-dog.

She knew the others would never lie, plus she knows how dependable and hardcore her boyfriend is.

Andrea saw to her sides and saw the walkers already making their way towards them.

Andrea floored the gas.

"Andrea!" yelled Amy at her sister.

"We have to trust him, Amy!" said Andrea, however, tears of fustration were running down her cheeks, Amy saw that and stayed quiet.

"So, what happened?" asked Amy.

They started retelling the story of how Merle went ballistic and almost tried to kill T-dog and got himself handcuffed by the new guy.

Rick saw the duffle bag Glenn was carrying but decided not to say anything since Gabriel jad gotten them, and the least he wants right now are problems, so he'll wait for Gabriel and ask him.

...

-Gabriel-

I killed some walkers that had made their way up the stairs. The door had a lock, I looked around and saw a bar around, I broke the lock and saw Merle about to be eaten by a walker who had made their way through the gap of the door.

"Oh God! please, Jesus Christ, I'll be a good man. I swear I'll do good from now on. Just don't let me die here!" Prayed Merle.

I threw my knife at the walker, killing it, making it fall on top of Merle.

"I ain't Jesus but I sure as hell hope that whatever the fuck you caused to get you in this situation doesn't happen anymore" I said.

Merle looked at me like his messiah as he cried for me and pleaded me to free him.

I pulled the knife out from the walker, and with great strength, I threw it to where the small chains of the handcuffs were breaking them, freeing Merle.

"Oh, thank you!" said Merle sincerely.

"I'm gonna kill that fucking negro son of a bi-"

I didn't let him finish as I punched him, blood splatter around, he fell on his ass.

"W-why!?" he said, spitting blood.

"Because your racist ass, redneck bloodline almost got you killed. If I wasn't here, you'd be dead, I don't really know what happened here, but I sure as hell can guessed you started this, so be a fucking man and stop whinning" I said harshly.

Merle wiped his blood from his lips. "Fine! but did you have to hit so hard? fuck, I think you broke my jaw"

"Trust me, that was a light tap" I said.

"Shit," said Merle, standing up.

"We have to head back. Walkers are starting to surround this place."

I looked down the building, and walkers were starting to gather around the staris, too.

"Well, that way seems like the road to hell, and I ani't going there just yet." commented Merle.

I rolled my eyes, "I guess back to plan B, it is." Intold him.

"What's plan B?" asked Merle.

"That way." I pointed where I came from.

"But that's the main path, I'm sure you had to kill a lot of them on your way here." he said.

"Not really. My cute little girls drove them away, and if we want to deal with the few that are there now, then we must go, " I said.

We made our way back inside the building, but then I saw a bag of tools that looked like Dale's. I picked them up along the way.

"Man, I was thinking of cutting off my hand. If you hadn't shown up on time, then all you would have seen here would be my hand." said Merle kackling like a crazy person.

"Whose fault would that be?" I asked him.

"That motherfucking ni-... I mean, Me." he corrected himself seeing my stare. He gulped and looked away.

"You dumb redneck, it's a blessing your brother is more reasonable. What would I tell him if you were gone? 'Sorry, but your brother is a prick and got himself handcuffed?'"

Merle didn't look at me. Instead, he looked away. "Damn, my baby brother wouldn't blame you. You are like a good brother he never had, unlike me..." he sighed."Well, I guess. I am the older brother, I reckon it is time to act like one..."

"Well... you do you, but don't bring trouble to the group." I warned him. He nodded.

We then moved down the stairs and came upon a few walkers. The lower we went, the more walkers there were.

"We might have to find another way out," commented Merle.

"Hm." I nodded

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