𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙢, 𝘤. 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴²

𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐛𝐬

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𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐲𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭 down after the death of his brother. Losing a family member sucks to say the least, it feels like a whole chunk of your existence has betrayed you and it leaves a permanent scar on it, especially when it's someone who is really close to you: a brother, a father... or a mother. After he left my cell, I cried. I cried for and with him, the journal didn't help and because I told everyone that I just wanted to be left alone, no one came to comfort me, not even Carl. He wasn't in the right headspace neither, none of us were, all of us were mad or annoyed at Rick for two reasons; he nearly gave up Michonne for our security and he didn't even think to tell any of us - apart from Daryl, Hershel and Merle.

Because of his decision, we all had to pack everything. Not that we had much to begin with, but we were leaving our home - again. We thought we had finally found a place to live the rest of our lives, but no, we hadn't, all because of The Governor, the sick, sick man. The only picture I had of my family was in my backpack, I stole it from my family album when mum wasn't looking one day, she was either washing clothes or helping with the food, that was back at the quarry, the days when we knew nothing about the walkers, just that destroying the brain kills them.

Since Rick told us we had to leave, I hadn't spoken a word, I didn't wanna speak. Not even to Zak or to Letty. Everything had angered me to the point where I was mute. Carl tried so hard to get me to speak, but I just didn't. He hadn't given up, though, he made it his objective to have me talk, but it was near impossible to do so. I was like an impossible maths equation that he could not figure out, he'll just have to learn and memorise the formula.

I stagger out of the door, rucksack on my back, duffle bag in hand and witness Carl tugging his shoulder away from Rick's hand, yeah I felt bad for Rick, but maybe he should've have let us in on his plan, or just not done what The Governor ordered - rather than negotiated. I begin approaching the car that Letty was packing, the one that Carl went to was filling so we had to get another involved, and I hand her my luggage, "'There anything else?" she asks. I simply shake my head and walk away and saw Daryl on the floor by Harley Darling with Carol approaching.

"Have you taken your pill?" Alex questions. Yet again, I nod and get into the car that Zak was driving, inside there was him, me, Letty, Kiki, Dynasty and Paige, who Letty was clutching tightly, and everything was silent, five of the most chattiest and uproarious people in the group and all we had was silence, all there was were the little coos of Paige. It didn't change as we got out of the car and watched the prison from the trees. I was kicking around some small twigs when Kiki announced, "Here they come." I look up, and as soon as I do, they start blowing up our home. I just hoped that the rest were okay in there.