You and rick where gathering supplies for Negan as he had ordered, but you was off after the line up. You did loose your brother Abraham and best friend, glenn in the same day. Of course you was gonna be different.. But you was more than different.

You was being reckless, not caring what happened to you, you was cold.. Pushing everyone away. People noticed, but didnt think anything of it. Rick knew you wasn't okay.

As you two were driving to the next place to gather supplies, he spoke up, "hey, you've been different.. I know you have every right to be, but.. Your not you." He said, calmly.

"I should of died in the line up. Not Abraham.. Not glenn. Me." You said, firmly as you looked into the distance. "I wish I was dead already."

Rick looked at you, shocked. "You don't mean that.. Tell me you don't mean that."