Walking dead: Rick Grimes Fanfic

Like a river of roses

Gun shots shook the R.V. T-dog and Glenn were on watch. I grabbed my Katana and opened the R.V door.

I had some anger inside of me and i could do with letting some out on zombies rather then the happy campers.

I gripped the Katana with my knuckles turning white and swung like a baseball player. I put my hand over my eyes and pretended to watch the ball fly into the distance.

Someone chuvkled behind me. I turned to see Daryl looking smug with his crossbow raised.

"Duck". I ducked whilst shouting "Quack". He shot a stumbling walker and grinned at my joke.

I heard the damp leaves gettig stokd on and turned raising my Katana. I swung and watched the zombies head fly off.

I looked around. There were a few bodies. No actual walkers though.

I pinched the ottom of the blade on my Katana and swiled my fingers up. Wiping off the blood.

I turned to enter the R.V when a firm pair of hands placed themselves fon my shoulder. Lori stood behind me.

She handed me a pile of clothes. Carol, Andrea, Amy and Sophia were stood all holding clothes.

I raised an eyebrow. "Us woman are all getting changed in the woods quickly. Would you care to join us?"

I nodded embarrased. Lori took her tee-shirt off not caring that i stood there and gawked at her.

Sophia hid herself behind a tree. Andrea and Carol and Amy were just as open. Occasionaly they would whip each other with there clothes.

I felt awkward changing in front of them. I mean, i barely knew them! They werent ready to see what I saw.

I pulled one arm out of my tee and swiftly pulled the other. I raised the tee above my head and dropped it on the floor.

Amy let out a gasp. I turned expecting to see a walker but Amy was staring directly at me. Carol Andrea and Lori all looked at me.

Lori's jaw dropped but she quickly looked away. Trying to pretend she hadnt seen it. My cheeks burned. I pulled on a clean tee pronto.

The other woman quickly changed and ignored what they had seen.

It was Carol who spoke first. "Why?"

Her voice was a meer whisper. Why were the scars covering every inch of my arms back and legs? Oh let me think. I sighed.

"My daughter. Brooklyn. She was a twin. Her twin. Dakohta. She died. She got bitten. In front of me and Brooklyn.

There was nothing we could do. It was my fault. I never should have left them alone. I shouldnt have gone looking for food. After she died i started cutting. Only a little though.

Then. I wake up one morning and Brooklyn was gone too. She left me a note. Saying she was headed to Atlanta.

I felt alone. With Dakohta dead. Brooklyn missing. I just wanyed to feel something".

I looked up from my hands and Amy was crying. Carol was holding Sophia tight. Daryl was also there. Rick hugging Carl and Lori.

What is this? a story round the fire?

I pulled up legging. Raised my sleeves and pulled my tee up. They saw all the scars.

"When I did it. It. It felt good. The blood waa like a river of roses. At the time i thought. Maybe making me bleed. Is the only substance that could wash my slate clean."

Lori was now crying. So was Carol and Andrea was crying into her sisters shoulders. I covered myself up and picked up my Katana.

" I will leave tomorow".