I walk through the park in the evening with Frankie's hand tangled in mine. There was little Christmas lights hanging above us.
"Please tell me what we're doing here" she complains and I chuckle. I stop our walking and I turn my body towards her.
"You know I would do anything for you cause I love you" I say looking at our hands and grinning.
"Yeah I do get to the point" she rushes.
"Needy woman." I say and she cackles. I pull my hands away from her and I pull a little velvet box out of my pocket.
I get on one knee and I open the box revealing a good hunk of diamond.
"Francesca Marie Antonia Cierra-Rodriguez" I start and she's shocked. "Will you marry me?" I say with a hopeful look.
"Now that you bring it up" she says and reaches into her bra under her dress and there's a white small box, she opens it amd there's a black ring.
She always knew I wasn't really feminine. She gets on one knee.
"Don't crease your shoes" I remind her and she scoffs then takes off her shoes. And she proceeded to hold out the box.
"Tonya Lilah Germanotta" she starts and I have the biggest smile plastered on my face. "Will you marry me?"
"Fuck yes"
"Will you-" I go to ask again but she cuts me off by pulling me into her lips.
I lightly press the button on the record player, and it spins to start up then the jazz blues start playing.
I turn it down so we don't het surrounded by walkers, I turn around and I walk towards Maggie laying on Glenn's shoulder.
"May I have this dance?" I ask with a grin and my hand holding out to her.
"You know I can't dance" she says and that's a fact.
"Me either" I answer back and she gave in, she grasped my hand then I lay my hands on her hips and she wraps her arms around my neck and shoulders.
We slowly danced to the music with her head on my shoulder and my chest.
"I saw Beth" I blurt out and she lifts her head up to look me in the eye.
"You did?" She asks and I nod. "Did she say anything?" She questions.
"Yes she did. She said that she will always love you and she's happy for you" I say in a soft tone and I hear sniffles coming from Maggie.
"Really?" She asks as we continue slow dancing.
"Mmhmm" I answer then I kiss the top of her head. "She will always love you and so will I. I get that your married and all but this ass" I say and I smack it. "Will always be mine" I say and she giggles.
She kisses my cheek and she lays her head back onto my shoulder as we continue slow dancing.
"I think Daryl likes you" she blurts out after 2 minutes of silence, and let out a breathy chuckle.
"I do not think so" I decline. Daryl is a really nice guy but I haven't really thought about it.
"I've seen the way he looks at you" she admits. "I know he would kill anybody that stands in the way of you and him" she says. "And your hot" she says and I feel the muscles in her cheeks firm inti a smile.
"But your hotter, if you weren't only into guys I would pull you so quick" I say with a grin and she laughs.
"I bet you would"
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Everyone around is sleeping well except me and Daryl of course.Rick is holding Judith as hes sleeping, Carl laying his head on my thigh with his hat covering his eyes, Carol fell asleep with her knife in her hands, Rosita and Tara are laying on each others shoulders, Eugene with his head leaning back against the wall is he drooling?
Abraham is sleeping close to the front door, Sasha is trying to stay awake but is failing, Michonne is laying on Rick's shoulder, Noah with his knees pulled into his chest.
"Is this routine between us?" I ask Daryl meaning we're always the ones that never sleeps.
"Pretty much" he shrugs and I nod.
"How do you think tomorrow is going to play out?" I ask him on his opinion on the group.
"I really don't know, I hope it's good" he says, I nod in agreement. I look down at sleeping Carl then as Judith.
"I really want a better life for both of them" I say and Daryl just looks at me while I talk. "I hate that they are living like this fighting to survive. I hate it" I say and Daryl brings me closer into his side and snakes his arm around my waist.
"All I can say is have hope"
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Are we really living?//TWD
FanficTonya is a 29-year-old who is brought into a chaotic world. She meets people that become her family, blood or not. "Jesus Christ" he murmurs and I chuckle. "Not even he can save you, from me" I say making eye contact with an evil grin plastered on...