We Are The Walking Dead

Chapter 5

Rick must have dozed off. He jolted awake when he felt a hand on his thigh. He looked down to see Evelyn rubbing her hand up higher and higher.

"Evelyn?" He asked. He was still trying to figure out why she had her hand on him. It had been a while since Rick had been touched other than a hug or accidental. But this, this was a sensual touch. He was trying not to think about where he wanted that hand.

Maybe a year, he thought. He wasn't sure. It took 7-9 months for Judith to be born. He hadn't touched Lori since he found out. And she died a long time ago.

"Don't worry. Just wanted to help you out," she told him and placed her hand on his crotch.

He sucked in a breath and didn't think he could tell her not to. He was hard. Very, very hard.

She kept rubbing teasingly on his crotch. Ghosting her hand over it. Then she palmed him hard.

He didn't moan. But God was it hard not to.

She went to unbutton his jeans.

He jolted awake. He was still in the windowsill. He hand was on his crotch.

I just had a sex dream about a girl I despise. I'm hard. What the hell is wrong with me, I know I haven't had sex in a very long time, but Evelyn?

Evelyn!

She was laying on the couch facing him breathing deep and even.

She was still asleep.

Thank god, Rick thought, I'll just go to the bathroom and take care of my problem.

He looked out said. It was calm. No walkers now. They must have wondered next on.

He got up and checked on Carl who was up stairs asleep. It was barely dawn so he let both of them sleep.

The was a bathroom on the right. It was far enough for him to make a little racket.

He reached the bathroom, went inside and locked the door.

It had been a long time since he had thought about doing this, let alone doing this.

He needed to relieve the pressure or he would have a bad case of blue balls.

He grabbed himself with his right hand and jerked himself off fast. Moaning in the process and not letting him think about Evelyn. Just one of them girls in a playboy him and Daryl found. But he knew that the woman was like Evelyn.

He finished himself off, cleaned himself off, and walked out of the bathroom. Finding Evelyn and Carl up and arguing. He thought he might snoop for a minuet.

Though Evelyn had been shot in the foot her bleeding had stopped. She used a crutches that Rick had found last night.

She had never had good balance, so she almost fell every time she took a step, and the pain was terrible.

"Anymore pain medicine?" She asked.

Carl shrugged.

"Seriously what is your problem with me?" Evelyn was getting piss now.

"I don't know, maybe it's the excessive secludedness or your mouth. It could be the 'I'm smarter than everyone' act. I could keep going if you want," he replied not even stoping to think of things that was his problem with her.

"Well then," Evelyn replied and rolled her eyes, "Hey where is your dad?"

"Bathroom I guess probably cleaning up. No water, but the house has clothes. There is some women clothes to. I think they'll fit you," he told her.

Rick guessed it had been long enough so he came out.

He hugged Carl and asked Evelyn how she felt.

"Fine," she said and walked out.

"She's not a nice person," Carl told his father.

"Remember when Michonne first came?" He asked.

"Yeah, but after she got me that picture for Judith, and said how pretty the little cat piece was, I knew she would fit in," he paused, but Rick let him continue.

"But Evelyn... I don't know... it's like she doesn't want to fit in. She wants to die. I think at least, I think she wanted me to shoot her. Not in the foot, but where it would kill her," he said looking down.

"I don't know what to say Carl. I never told you this but when I went into Atlanta before it was over ran by walkers. There was a tank near by and walkers were everywhere. They were about to get me and I had just woken up from the coma less than a week earlier. I... I put a gun to my head and sorta told you and your mom I was sorry hoping somehow you would know, but then you know the rest," he said.

Carl had tears in his eyes, but wouldn't let them fall.

"I love you dad," he said and hugged his father again.