"Baby Sister" (The Walking Dead Fanfic)

Chapter 8 - He Knew

Hey guys! Ugh I'm so bored and there really is nothing to do expect eat so while I wait for dinner, I'll write some. Ok so on with the chapter! Hope you like it! Please remember to like, comment, share, and follow!
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"Why did you even stay here?" Parker asked as if he was growing more and more irritated by the second. Logan looked at him like he had ten heads.

"What did you just say to me?" Logan retaliated. He walked up to Parker to intimidate him but it didn't work because Parker was taller than him. They were inches from each other when Gabe and I got in the middle. I remembered what Gabe had said about Logan and I let him handle it. I wasn't afraid of him but I might as well humor Gabriel. I held my hand on Parker's chest and pushed him back until they were on opposite sides of the room. We were back in our classroom but we had moved Maddy out and gave her a "proper burial" or as proper as you can get in the middle of a school. Parker was starting to calm down but Logan just had to keep on talking.

"Hey why don't you throw that girl to the side and come and tell me to my face you want me to leave!" Parker started to boil. His face turned red and I pulled his face down to look at me. His eyes glistened with anger as I shook my head telling him not to listen.

"Aww, come on girl! Let the man fight if he wants. It's not like he is gonna win anyway." Logan started to raise his voice. I looked to Katherine and was about to ask her to hold Parker back but she was already walking over as if she read my mind. She put her hand on his chest and I walked over to Logan and Gabe. I looked at Gabe and he nodded signaling he thought I could handle him. I stopped until I was a few feet away from him. His towering gaze glanced over me and I finally turned around and started to walk away but changed my mind.

I turned around and smashed my hand on his chest, knocking him into the desks. He fell with a clatter and a thump. He looked up with pure hatred.

"What the hell was that for, you bitch?!" He asked. He started to get back up and I grabbed his shirt and pushed him back down. He looked up and I glared. I crouched down and got real close to his face.

"We want you to leave." I said flat out to his face. His pure hatred face turned to a confused one.

"What?" Logan said. I knew he was just doing this to get sympathy. He must've thought we were bluffing. I stood up and paced back and forth. I grabbed the extra belt from Gabe and threw it Logan's way. I took our food supply and put about 10 cans into a bag and gave him one reusable water bottle. I tossed the bag towards him and backed away.

"We want you to leave. You said say it to your face so I am. We voted you out. You no longer are part of this group. Now, please leave." I said. He faced me and started to walk out. We gathered everything we had and headed out the door. We were just at the exit when we saw Logan sitting there. He got up, handed his bag and belt to us and jogged over to the gate holding about 10 or so eaters behind it. We turned the corner to see him opening the gate and running to the other one closer to us. He opened that as well letting about 12 eaters in. He ran at us and screamed for us to go.

We grabbed his things and ran out the exit only to be greeted by about 20 eaters. He followed close behind. We got to the front gates of our school untouched but they were gaining on us. We ran as fast as we could and jumped over the already open gate and slammed it shut. We waited for Logan but he never came. We all looked back to see him running as fast as he possibly could but it wasn't fast enough. He was just at the gate and he jumped up to grab on but an eater grabbed on to his leg and chomped down. Logan's peircing screams filled the air as he let go of the fence. Another bit into the side of his neck. He screamed for us to go but we could only sit and watch in shock. He knew he was gonna die. He knew that he wouldn't be traveling with us in the first place. That's why he gave us the belt and his bag.

He knew he was going to die.