Rick Grimes.

—Nᴏ, Rɪᴄᴋ, ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ!— Fᴜɴɴɪᴇsᴛ sʜɪᴛ I'ᴠᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ʏᴇᴛ.

Iᴛ ɪs ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ɪs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴡ ɪ ʟ ʟ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴏғ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪᴛ ɪs. ||21+, #RᴇɪɢɴOғBʟᴏᴏᴅ||#Cᴀʟᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇ||

[Rick Grimes. @BurdenByDeath]

「Sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇs ᴄᴀɴ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴇɴᴏʀᴍᴏᴜs ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛs.」
— Rɪᴄᴋ Gʀɪᴍᴇs
— S ᴛ ᴜ ғ ғ ᴀɴᴅ T ʜ ᴀ ɴ ɢ s
— @ReignOfBIood's ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ ᴊᴀᴄᴋᴀss.

[Rick Grimes. @BurdenByDeath]

< he wasn't cold enough to let him die. Not yet at least. Not yet.]

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< #Hershel. One nod, giving the man permission to do what he could for #Shane. Rick might have beat him into the rain ridden ground, but >

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< back in its holster, Rick moved to walk away from his broken down "buddy". A smirk hitching a ride against his lips before he glanced at >

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< took aim at his shoulder, and shot. The next thing anyone could hear was the unmistakable ringing through the field.

Once the gun was >

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< fingers grasped the holster on his waist, pulling the pistol free. Without so much as a care in the world for his former friend, Rick >

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< his knuckles free of the crimson that coated them.]

Before I forget...this is for Michonne.

[Turning towards #Shane once more, his >

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< smile. A sadistic grin pulled onto his lips, forming for the moment before he pulled away. Rising to his feet from his knees, slinging >

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< window at this point, and instead, he was swinging. #Shane's body was beginning to break beneath the devastating blows, and it made Rick >

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< this moment, he couldn't. He was someone else — he was a beast beneath the surface.

Rick's thoughts and morality had flown out the >

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< direct contact with bone rather than muscle. You could hear the crackle beneath each blow.

#Jessie was begging Rick to stop, and at >

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< fist came barreling down again, and again, and again. Straight into his face, and then further — busting through his flesh, and making >

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< Instead, he moved to grab #Shane's shoulder, slamming it back against the slick Georgia clay. A groan fell from #Shane's lips as Rick's >

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< herself on whether or not to stop Rick. She was standing far behind the two, and Rick didn't give a damn who was watching at this point. >

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< fist hooked upwards, knocking #Shane to the ground.

#Lori's voice was a high-pitched yelp, and she was, no doubt, fighting with >

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< through his eyes in this moment, and before he could convince himself to take the more righteous path the first blow was made. His right >

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< tirade of immaturity. His jaw was set, clicking from one side to the other, lips contorting. There was a certain hollowness that shined >

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< continue to suck on your mama's teat? Cain't protect nobody!"

Rage. Rage was pooling in Rick's eyes as #Shane continued on his little >

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< No, instead he stood motionless as #Shane ran his mouth.

"C'mon, Rick, gonna put up or shut up? Got somethin' to say, or you gonna >

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< killed, he had shot, and he had definitely betrayed. All within a month's span of time. He had gone too far.

Rick didn't say a word — >