Are we really living?//TWD

TWENTY-SEVEN

When morning came we all had to get ready to go to this group, I still have an unsure feeling about this but then again I have no idea what's going to happen.

And that scares me.

Eric tried to walk even with him leaning on someone to help him, he still was in pain, so I did what any badass did.

I picked him up bridal style without any problems, all of the men were shocked even Eric. I gently put him on the bed in the RV and he nodded as a thank you then I nodded back.

I jumped into the driver's seat and I was going to start the engine but Rosita stopped me.

"Anyone else can drive, you," she says pointing at me. "You drive like a maniac" she finishes and I roll my eyes.

"That's because I am one" I yell back as she walked to the back.

Abraham took over on driving, the RV is following Rick's vehicle to this community.

"You think this is gonna be good?" Tara asks me.

"I really hope so, I know the leader is going to think bad of me cause of the way I look," I say.

"That bitch better not be homophobic" Tara says more sternly and I chuckle.

"Aaron and Eric are queers," I say and she looks embarrassed.

I lean in cause she's sitting across from me, with my elbows on my knees.

"One gay to another," I say and she furrows her eyebrows. "Do not fall for the straight girls" I say and she nods. "Including Rosita," I say and she freezes.

"Is it that obvious?" She asks with her face turning a bit pink.

"Of course it is you always staring at her or smiling at her, she is straighter than a metal ruler and that is saying something," I say and Tara nods.

After maybe 20 minutes the RV came to a stop, I stand up and I walk next to Abraham looking out the windshield mirror at the little place.

Maybe this could be a new fresh start for us, or maybe this is exactly what they want and their gonna kill us.

We all cautiously got out of the RV and Rick's car then we made our way towards the place.

I see 2 women and a man with grey streaks, one of the woman has rectangle glasses on and she has her hand on a big black bin, the other has light brown with a little bit of grey hair.

"I'm Deanna, welcome to Alexandria," she says and I remember Eric. I almost forgot about him.

"Oh yeah" I mumble and I walk back to the RV while everyone watches me, I walk to the back and I see Eric waiting for me.

"Forgot about me I see" He jokes and I scoff.

"Stop"

I scoop him up again, bridal style, and I walk out of the RV with him in my arms as everyone watches me carry hum out without any problem.

Deanna's eyebrows shoot up.

"How are you carrying him with no problem?" She questions.

"Oh you know when you carry a 67-year-old man that weighs 300 pounds but more cause he was dead weight it gets a lot easier," I say with my eyebrows raised and a frown while nodding.

She looks at me with an uneasy look, one of her people bring out crutches for him. I put him down gently on his one foot and he walked back into the place with his crutches. He turned around for a second and he smiles small at me.

"Before you can enter I'm going to ask you to put all of your guns and automatic weapons in this bin." She says and I lean into Rick's ear.

"Very suspicious if you ask me" I whisper.

"It's not just you, nobody has their guns inside. And we can establish trust" Deanna explains.

Everyone looks to Rick and he nods.

Everyone took out their guns and placed them in the bin everyone but me. When everyone noticed I didn't put any odd my guns in they all stared at me. I don't trust this place enough to hand over any use of protection, but I will do it for the group.

I look to Rick and I stick out my bottom lip in an attempt to pout, but all he does was shoot me a glare. He always tells me what to do, I'm a grown-ass woman.

I huff and I unbuckle my belt full off my guns, I bend over to my calf to my handgun I toss it in the bin, I reach into the shirt of my collar to my bra and I get the pistol with my initials carved in professionally.

I take off my right shoe and I shake it then about 10 bullets come out of it, I pick up the bullet and I toss them in the bin, I unbuckle my pants and I look down to see the gun on my inner thigh inside my pants.

I dig my hand in my pants fishing for the gun and Daryl looks away, I unbuckle the clasp and I toss the whole thing.

"Now I have more room in there, am I right?" I joke with a smirk, nobody reacts or says anything. "Oh, I forgot the wrong crowd," I say.

"Is this all?" The man asks rudely and I smile. If I have over one thousand nerves, how is it that everyone seems to touch every. single. one.

"Nope," I say. I take out my bun, I have about 10 dreadlocks and I can hide anything in there. I once hid a blunt in my hair when I was pulled over by a cop, Frankie didn't approve.

I feel around for my little friend, it takes a minute. "Found it" I reveal.

I pull out a grenade and untangling it from my rat's nest. Everyone backs up from me a bit once they process what I'm holding. It's not gonna explode in their faces.....yet.

"Think fast," I say and I throw the grenade at the man and he almost misses. He holds it like it's gonna bite him, which it would do way worse. I can't help but laugh at him a bit.

Carol pinches my elbow, really hard and I wince at her action then I look at her like she's crazy then she looks at me like she's about to kill me.

The woman with black glasses took the bin in I'm guessing is the armory, she comes back out and she is always keeping a distance from me now that I realize she is also scared of me.

"Come on in," Deanna says and I snake my arm around the back of her shoulders as she showed us around.

It's nice, there are houses, kids, adults, and it's like nobody knows what's going on, in the outside world. When people in the group acknowledge I exist the adults pulled away from the kids in my vicinity.

"So you are in charge? I thought misogyny still existed" I say with my arm still around her shoulder.

"Well me and my husband-" she begins and I cut her off, I pull my arm from her.

"Really? Why can't just a single woman be in charge? And you Americans call it 'bull sheeit' " I imitate an American accent.

Deanna turns and faces the group. "I would like to conduct interviews with everyone by yourselves. Who's the full-time leader?" She questions.

"I am" Rick pipes up and nods. 

"Alright now follow me please" she says then starts walking. Rick looked ay all of us then started waking behind Deanna I sto him by grabbing his upper arm.

He turns his attention towards me, I lick my lips then I say. "If she tries anything I'll be the one ripping out her spleen with my bare hands"