Fear The Walking Dead (1x1)

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

"You don't get to call the shots around here, boy! Here's an idea, why don't you go with her? That's one less useless son I have to worry about! And she's leaving, whether you like it or not! How do you know that she didn't bring them here anyways? I have no room for murderous sociopaths and lousy crybabies."
Jeremiah leaned forward and shoved Troy. "Now get out of my sight."

[Light Bringer]

That managed to shut Troy up, he looked down again and took a step back from his father when he was shoved. He leaned closer to Malia and muttered, "Let's go." But before he left, he felt the need to turn to his father and add his final thought. "They're going to kill you. They're going to butcher everyone here and it'll all be your fault. You're going to be the death of this ranch. These people, their blood will be on your hands and it's not something that can simply be washed away. It'll haunt you." He said, calmly, in a way that indicated that he was simply done.

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Jeremiah just ignored him, leaning against the building and watching them go.

Malia grabbed Troy's arm and followed him, upset that she had caused all of this.
"Troy... I'm sorry," she whispered.

[Light Bringer]

Troy simply shook his head. "No, it's...it's alright." He said. "I'm getting my stuff and we're out of here. Let them get themselves killed."

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Malia stayed quiet. There was nothing she could say that would make things better. She waited outside of the house while Troy got his things.

[Light Bringer]

Troy wasn't gone for too long. He brought bare minimum, just ammunition, the rest of his weapons and some food and water. He came back and nodded his head. "Alright. Come on."

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

Malia followed him to where they kept the vehicles. They ran into Jake along the way, and Malia dropped her gaze to the ground. This was all her fault. When Jake asked what was going on, she stayed quiet.

[Light Bringer]

Troy sighed softly. This was just what he needed, sorrowful goodbyes. "Dad kicked us out." He responded, offering a slight shrug.

[EchoOfShatteredIce]

OOC: I don't know what Jake would do, so I'm just going to do Malia.

Malia kept her head down, unable to look at Jake. She had been starting to like him, but now she didn't know how he'd react. This was her fault to, along with Troy getting shot and the Proctors coming. Everything was tied together.

[Light Bringer]

OOC: Alright.

Jake shook his head, unable to say anything. He couldn't believe his father would do something like that. They simply stood there in silence until the two brothers pulled each other into a tight hug.