Today I played pool ._.

Alexander Pov
Every time I get close to even remotely doing anything with John, we get frickin interrupted. It's slowly killing me.

"Alex, remember how I cooked dirt a few days ago?" John asked.

I gave him a questioning look but nodded.

He pulled a pot from behind his back. I looked at the dirt than back at John. Then at the dirt...then at John.

"I'm not eating that." I told him.

"Damn it." He muttered. 

I sighed and started to stare at him. "What? What is it?" He asked.

"Nothing...I just love you so much." He broke into a smile.

"I love you too Darling." He said.

I grinned. How can he be so amazing? Just how?
I heard gunshots from outside and frantic calls. I jumped up and pulled my gun out, racing outside.

"Wait up!" John said, stumbling out the door.

"HELP!" The voice screamed.

I ran further into the woods and saw two boys frantically killing walkers and one was already down.
That's when I realized.
Charles
Fucking
Lee.

He noticed me and started begging for help. My eye twitched softly and I dropped my gun.

"Alex what the fuck are you doing?! Help them!" Washington said, starting to take down walkers.

"I'm not helping that fucker." I growled.

"What?"

"Don't help him. You'd be doing the world a favour."

"Son help them!"

"I'm not your son." I told him, walking away.

"ALEX!" Washington yelled.

I'm not saving that motherfucker. Nobody can make me do that.

"Yo! Alex? What's wrong?" John asked jogging to my side.

"The guys who needed help was Charles Lee. And probably his little boy-toy Sam Seabury." I growled.

"Oh fuck. Did Washington save them?"

"Yeah. Or at least he's trying to." I said walking inside.

"Son!" Washington called behind me.

I'm not his god damn son. "Don't call me that." I said softly.

"Alex, go take your pills, I'll talk to him." John said, touch my shoulder.

I sighed. "Thanks for reminding me Jacki." He smirked and gave me a questioning look.

"Jacki?"
"You called me Lex. It's only fair."
He nodded.

I smiled at him and turned back to the house.

"Back so soon?" Angie asked.

"Yeah. I...don't want to save that particular person."

"Wait so you're letting them get ripped to shreds?"

"Yes." I said bitterly.

"Woah calm down." She muttered.

I ran my hand through my hair and paced.

"Stop pacing." Angie told me.
"No."
"Just calm dow-"

"I CANT FUCKING CALM DOWN!" I shouted, coming to a stop.

"Why not?" She asked, trying not to get mad.

"I-I....Charles Lee. Washington's going to save him and bring him back and he's going to beat the shit out of me. Or he's going to murder me." I spit out.

"Charles Lee? Isn't he the one who carved shit in your back?" She asked.

I nodded.
I dropped on my knees and like anyone scared person, started frantically praying and begging for someway out of their demise.

"Alex. Alex it's going to be fine."

I shook my head and continued to do what I was doing.

I signed the cross and muttered "In the name of the Father, Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen."

Angie grabbed my collared and hissed, "It'll be fine."
"You're not helping." I said pulling myself away.

I went past her and to the bathroom. I heard the front door open and three sets of footsteps enter.
Oh dear god they're here.
I took my pills and ran my hand through my hair.

I opened the door and saw Charles, Washington and John in the front doorway.

"You." I growled.

"Yup. It's me." He muttered.

I walked up to him calmly and punched him in the face. He didn't even try to defend himself. I punched him over and over until he was on the floor and I was being ripped off of him.

Charles jumped off the floor and wiped blood off his face and kicked me in the stomach.

He grabbed my hair and banged my head into the floor until  I saw black clouding my vision.
Blood started to come out of my mouth and I felt the pressure on my chest thrown off.

I saw John beating Charles senseless. Then I lost consciousness.