rick shakily rose the gun to the man's head. he'd murdered you, out of jealousy. he was jealous because you were a bigger deal to alexandria than he was. after he put the knife in your head he'd known that he had fucked up. that he knew that this wasn't going to improve his place in the group. he knew that you were close to rick and that he was going to kill him instantly. and that rick wouldn't have any regrets. " i'm sorry. " he muttered, trying not to get killed. " unless you can bring their body back from the dead, sorry's not enough. " rick said as he fired his colt python.