His Wife - TWD [ 2 ]

Chapter 19 - you are my best friend, i care about you deeply

A/N
Remember when I said I didn't remember much of Negans part? I remember Jadis. But I'm choosing to change the story up. Don't mind me :) (shorter chapter)
- R

"They gave me my shirt back and my weapons." I hissed, "But not my jean shorts!"

"Isabella your lucky you are still alive. Who cares if it's out there." Michonne growled, "Deal with it."

I bite my tongue, holding Rick with my hand and helping him walk. "Why'd you kiss me back there?" I asked.

"Because I thought you left me." Rick starts, limping, "I thought I couldn't hug you, kiss you, Carl would never see you again... the thought made me shut down. But when I saw you, I remembered who you are. You always come back. You are always there." Rick smiled to himself, "You don't let anyone down. And if you do, you redeem yourself. You can't be compared with. No one can compare you." He says to me.

"I care about you so much that it hurt when you almost took off your ring and left." He says quietly, with his bloody hand he gripped my hand, rubbing the ring, "I knew you would keep it. But you lost so much trust in yourself that... that I know you didn't feel worthy enough to have Lori's ring..." Rick whispered.

My eyes widen, "How'd you know that?"
Rick smirked, "Your easy to read for me."
I chuckled, "So are you for me."

"Never ever leave again. You promise me? Never leave me?" He asks.
"Never leave you or Judith or Carl. I never will." I smirk. Leaning my head on his shoulder as Michonne, Gabriel, Rick and I walk through the forest. Making our way home.

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A week later...

"Did he know? Negan?" I ask as we drive back from the trash peoples base, just dropping off their traded supplies.

We were going to meet at Alexandria when they get all their things set up, it's war.

"Know about you? No. He didn't seem to care that they 'wandered off'. He doesn't know you are alive, to my knowledge." Rick nods, his hand entwined in mine as the rocky road crunched under the tires.

I start to hum a song, closing my eyes.

You are my sunshine.

"My only sunshine." Rick joins, his gravel voice cracks and echoed in the truck.
"You make me happy."
"When skies are grey."
"You'll never know dear."
"How much I love you."
"So please don't take my sunshine away."

I feel the tears well in my eyes as I quickly wipe them away, "Why are you crying?" He asks.

"I have a feeling that when Negans gone, we can live a happy life. Remember that dream I had?" I chuckled to myself. "Yeah?" Rick nods.

"Where I was walking down that lavender field, holding hands with you and birds chirping. No walkers or-or anything. Just a vast field. Me and you. Together. I see something now, I see the flower garden that my grave was on grow higher, you and I laying in it. Growing old? Heh. Such a funny fantasy." I shake my head.

Rick was silent, seeming to be zoned out. He looked thrown off track.

"Rick? Rick what is it?" I asked.

He smiled to me, I see the tears in his eyes. "This is real." He tells me, "You and I? This is real?"

I smirked, "Yes. What's wrong?"
He shook his head, sniffing, "When Negans finally gone we could try to have a child. One more time."

I smiled, shaking my head, "If we do, it's still RJ."

"Of course." He chuckled, squeezing my hand.