Yo! Do you know what time of year it is? END OF MAY OR EARLY JUNE.

John Pov
Alex stayed by my side while we went on the run for food and weapons and all that. We really need food.
The only person who didn't seem to mind that we were practically starving was, surprise surprise,
Alex.

We all walked in silence with occasional snarky comments. Then Alex stopped and whipped around.

I swear this man has hearing like a bat.

He motioned for everyone to stop moving. "What is it Alex?" Martha asked.

"Shh..." He whispered.

I heard a branch snap and Alex pulled a gun out of thin air and sprinted off into the woods.

"Okay then. Yeah. Alex is sooo smart. Going towards the scary noise." Angie growled.

"Angie remember what we are working on...do you remember?" Herc asked,
putting a hand on Angie's shoulder.

"Right. Being nice. I am being a nice person." She said softly.

I scoffed.

Then we saw Alex come back with a few people behind him, and a man holding a crossbow to his head.

"Alex. Really? Come on! You're such an idiot! You know what, you guys can keep him. We don't want him." Angie exclaimed.

I pinched my nose and said, "You can't keep him."

Alex had something flash in his eyes and I knew within the next ten minutes those men would be dead or fatally injured.

"You see, y'all with guns could have been anything before this started. Not brave at all. I, was a hunter. This kid could've been a gay poet for all we know."

Well. That's almost exactly what he is.

"W-Well poetry is nice..." Alex muttered.

"Oh my god we're you actually a poet?!" The man exclaimed.

"It was part of my double major and is a noble profession. Oh, and I am bisexual you asshole." Alex growled, narrowing his eyes.

The man scoffed. "Bet ya he's never even dated a girl."

"Shut up!" Martha shouted. "You don't know what he's gone through! He's much more brave than you'll ever be!"

Martha no.
Martha why.

"Oh really? Mr.OneArm isn't a pipsqueak? Prove it." The man hissed.

Alex's eye twitched.
He's going to kill them.
Oh my god.

Alex looked at the man and said, "I'm sorry."

And then grabbed the crossbow and pointed it at his legs. "Left or Right?!" He shouted.

The mans friends ran towards Alex.

"You didn't answer so I'm choosing!" Alex shouted, shooting an arrow in his left leg.

"Now you're going to be Mr.OneLeg asshole!" He shouted.

The man was on the floor crying out in pain. Alex started to pull the arrow out with an evil look in his eyes.

Our group was frozen and mortified.

One of his men tackled Alex and held a gun to his head. Alex kicked him off and ran. Our group followed him.

"COWARD! ILL FIND YOU! IM GOING TO FIND YOU!" The man screamed.

I saw Alex smirk as we ran. "Coward. That's a new one." He muttered.

We ran inside of a Target stopped to take a breather.

Laf looked out the window and said, "We lozt them." With a smile.

"Good." Alex said, grinning.

"I'll go and make sure there's no walkers over there and you guys can get food and other stuff while I do." Alex told us.

"Alex, how are you going to do that yourself?" Angie asked, referring to his arm....or I guess...his lack of arms....okay that wasn't funny.
Sorry.

"Oh shit. I actually forgot about that. Anyone wanna help?" He asked.

Before I could say anything Angie said, "Gladly."

Back off Angie.
He's my boyfriend.
Not yours.
That's what I would say.
But I can't.
It's rude and my father used to tell me...show me...that I shouldn't be rude.