Sneaky || Volume 2

Extra - 2 - That Time of the Year

Eve's POV

My eyes flew around the dark enclosed space as my breathing became even more erratic the more, I tried to calm it down until I was hyperventilating, and my head became lighter with every panicked breath.

'I feel like a psychopath prevention squad.' I tried not to scowl as the overenthusiastic newcomer was pulled away for a breather by the others in the fence-clearing group.

This breach wasn't too bad because we knew it was gonna happen and we prepared for it. The walkers have been piling up over here more and more while construction for better walls has been happening.

We can only spare so many people to deal with them, but there's more of these shits every day. If it doesn't slow down, I'll have to do something about it.

I glanced over and motioned for the repair team to go ahead.

The few people and their guards rushed over as soon as T-Dog gave a nod, and ever so reliable, they made quick work of the repairs well before the next wave of walkers could hit.

I looked down at my disgusting shoes. At the walker goop all over the tips of my boots, and flecks of flesh and blood that made it onto the higher parts from the blood splatters.

It's nauseating how similar it looks to troll boogers and isn't that a fun thought to have while I can feel the undried blood seeping between the cracks of my shoes and into my socks.

An almost comical shiver ran down my spine before I jerked my chin up and signaled Glenn for us to head back. We're gonna be late for the council meeting again this week.

Last time was my fault, I was trying to put Judith to sleep because the little goob is making it more and more difficult for anyone else to put her to bed, but you see, I'm magic and she knows it. She must find some opportunity to steal my secrets.

"You seem calmer." Glenn bumped my shoulder with his, bringing me out of my self-indulgent thoughts, and looked me up & down with friendly, discerning eyes. "Way calmer."

Am I?

"It's weird, I didn't notice it before, but the last few months you've been even more chill than usual." He smiled, looking down at his hands that were crusted with bits of dirt and blood. "I'm actually kinda jealous."

I sighed, setting my hand on his shoulder.

"You have nothing to be jealous of, my friend. I may look calm, but on the inside, I'm screaming. Constantly."

Glenn snorted and rolled his eyes. "Way to turn a beautiful moment into a sitcom, Eve."

I winked at him, making a clicking noise with the corner of my mouth, shooting him with a double finger gun. "That's what I'm here for."

He shoved me and I hooked my arm around his shoulders. "But no, seriously, it's deafening. It drowns almost every other thought I have."

Glenn chuckled, shaking his head, and opted to change the topic, "How's your half of the "secret project" going? Find anything for Daryl yet?"

I huffed the fallen strands of hair out of my face, at least the ones that aren't sticking to the sweat on my skin. "Don't remind me."

Glenn spared me the vicious mockery this time, but only because he's in the suffering with me. Instead, he looked at me with understanding pity.

"I mean, I kind of expected that he would be one of the hardest to find something for, but I didn't think it would be this bad."

An exasperated sigh left me, "You don't know the half of it."