Surviving

Six

    I ignored the calls of my name from both Patrick and Carl. I kept walking. I made it to the mess hall to get some food, everybody looked surprised to see me eating. I knew I looked like crap, but I didn't care. I grabbed a plate of food and sat down.

Lizzie sat across from me, a shit-eating grin plastered on her face. "Hey Rose!" She smiled as she spoke. Then I snapped. I grabbed the knife I was using to eat, leaned over the table, and held it dangerously close to the girls neck. Everybody gasped. She closed her eyes. "Look at me." I growled. My eyes narrowed in on her, she opened them. I saw fear. "I know you told everybody that I attacked you a while ago. And I know that all of you fuckers think I'm acting depressed to get attention. And no, it's not ‘ just a faze' Rick. You people don't think I can hear you." I paused. I saw some people hang their heads. I saw Rick widen his eyes. "I want all you fucks to listen to me. Now,  Lizzie is the one who attacked me. She threatened to kill me if I went near Carl. She threatened to kill me if I talked to him. Frankly that was hard, and it hurt. So meanwhile all you fucking people thought I was doing it for attention, didn't notice the fucking fact that I was depressed." Just then the boys walked in to see me holding the knife to Lizzie's throat. "Now. Since all of you are here I want you to know that I am grateful you took me in, but , I can't believe none of you actually gave me chance." My eyes found Carl's. They were full of sorrow and regret. I looked back at Lizzie. "And you." I paused, taking a breath " You better look at the flower Lizzie" I backed up a bit "because she's about to bloom" I growled and stabbed the knife into the table, making everybody jump.

I walked out of the mess hall, making sure my steps were silent as I turned the corner of the doorway. I waited there for about five seconds before everybody was at Lizzie's side. "Did she hurt you?" "Are you okay?" "She's so horrible!" "That girl is a nuisance." Then I heard Carl. "Is it true?" Lizzie didn't respond. "Carl are you seriously that fucking blind? Rose would never lie to you. Lizzie is the one who threatened Rose. I saw her when you guys got back from the run after...... After Jane died. I didn't say anything because I was afraid your girlfriend would kill her. She's a fucking psychopath." I heard Patrick's voice. He used the F word, which surprised me. He never swore like that. I couldn't help but smile. He cared.

I went back to my cell and got onto my cot. I was kinda happy I saw fear in so many people. Now I know what they think about me. I smiled to myself. Just then I heard footsteps. It was patrick. His face had red marks, that would soon become bruises. " Patrick! What happened!?" I jumped down from my cot and looked at him. He'd been in a fight. "Well, Carl was too blind to realize his girlfriend threatened you, he kept saying 'Lizzie would never do that' or 'shut up patrick! Stop defending rose. I'll believe it when Lizzie tell me herself.' So, I kinda sorta lost my temper.." He paused. Patrick doesn't even have a temper, so this surprises me even more than I already am. " So you sucker punched him" I finished his sentence. Patrick nodded slowly. He face looked like he felt bad, but his eyes looked proud. I pulled him into a friendly hug.

Then he did the unthinkable.

He put his arms around my waist and pulled me close, and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. He bit my bottom lip, trying to gain entrance. Once granted he used his tongue to massage my own. He pushed me up against the wall, and I ran my fingers through his hair. I heard footsteps, but I didn't care. For once since the apocalypse started I was happy.

"Rose?" I heard a shaky voice and immediately pulled away from Patrick. It was Carl.