Surviving

One

"ROSE!" I was snapped back to reality to hear my dad calling me, well one of them anyway. Daryl came over and looked at me "Where the hell is your bow?" He asked in a stern voice "Daddyyyy. I told you I left it in my cell. I'm not going out on the run today." I said. He always worried, but that had saved my ass multiple times. Just then My other dad came over "Where is her bow? Daryl where is her bow?" I stared at Glenn, then back at Daryl. "I just had this conversation with daddy." I said. They could hear the sas in my tone. "Well then if you don't have a weapon go back inside and look after lil ass kicker or somthin" Daryl said with an eye roll. "Finee" I said, they turned around to leave so thats when I ran behind them and hugged them. "Love you. Be safe!" I said before releasing my grasp and heading towards the cell I shared with Patrick and Carl.

When I got back to my cell I saw Carl holding Judith. She was crying. "Uh Rose, wanna help me out here?" Carl asked with a nervous look on his face. "Yeah. Gimme the kid" I said with my arms reached out. The brunette practically throwing her at me. "Thanks." He said with a smile. As soon as Judith was in my arms she stopped crying. Just then Patrick walked in. "Hey Carl. Hey Rose." These two were my best friends, apart from Beth, and probably my only friends. "Hey Patrick" Carl and I said in sync. "Jynx!" I said quickly, gaining a fuck you stare from Carl. I smiled and Patrick laughed. "you suck" Carl said, still not losing his glare. "you swallow" I shot back. This made Patrick fall over from laughing so hard. Thats when Carl gave me the finger. I couldn't keep him like that any longer without making Patrick die from laughter. "Carl, Carl ,Carl" I said with a smart ass tone. Judith, somehow, fell asleep in my arms.

"Hey Carl where's your dad?" I asked " I dunno. probably farming, but Beth is in her cell if you wanna hand off Judith." he said "Or you could just give her to me" Patrick offered with a smile. "Uhh Patrick no offence but i've seen you carry things. or, more accurately, dropping things and picking them up like you never dropped them. I kinda like my sister so im not gonna let you carry her." Carl said with a chuckle. Now it was Particks turn to glare and my turn to laugh. "You sir. You are an ass" Patrick replied in a brittish accent that made both Carl and myself look at him with a face that said are you high?. After that I headed to Beth's cell to have her babysit Judith. "Hey Rose! Guess what Maggie brought back from the run!" Beth was always in a good mood. Always smiling. "I dunno. What did she bring?" I asked curiously. "She brought nail polish!!" Beth practically exploding with happiness. "And I think I know what were going to be doing with it tonight." She grinned, but not just any grin. It was THAT grin. The grin that she made when she was planning something. I looked at her "Carl and Patrick?" I asked. She nodded. "Is it neon pink?" She nodded agian. "This is why we are friends" I looked at beth and smiled.