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❛ YOU PROMISED. ❜ 09. Don't Leave Me SEASON 02 EPISODE 03 ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔
Is there a way to describe the emotions that are wedged into my brain? Is there a way to figure out how I feel without starting to cry? So far, it seems impossible. I never felt so alone, so left out and angry. I've always been indifferent and impassive child; I didn't give much thought to my emotions, nor care enough about them, but now.. I write, rocking back and forth on the porch chair. I care. I thought it was time to be strong, brave, more independent and mature, more than any other kids my age, but I'm not. On the inside I'm still just a kid, a scared kid that needs a little care and uplifting.
A car stopped in front of the house, two figures coming out of it and approaching the Greene house slowly and cautiously. I shut my journal and crossed my legs, narrowing my eyes in the dark distance with a deep frown on my lips. It was when they got closer that I recognized him— no I didn't move from my spot and I wasn't going to.
"So do we... ring the bell?" Glenn asks, looking to the obviously sickly man beside him. "I mean it looks like people live here."
"We're past this kind of stuff, aren't we?" T-Dog responded, taking steps up the porch stairs with Glenn following behind him. "Having to be considerate."
"Did you close the gate up the road when you drove in?" Maggie's voice questions, and it made me shrink in my spot even more.
"Uh, hi." Glenn says. "Yes, we closed it. Did the latch and everything. Hello. Nice to see you again. We, uh, met before briefly."
"Look, we came to help." T-Dog interrupted the tension Glenn was causing. "Is there anything we can do?" He asks with a grunt following. "It's not a bite. I cut myself pretty bad though."
"We'll have it looked at." Maggie tells him, her figure coming into my view which made me fall back into the wall even more. "I'll tell them you're here."
"We have, uh, some painkillers and antibiotics. I already have him so if Carl needs any."
"Come on inside. I'll make you something to eat." Maggie opened the front door, letting the injured man inside but stopping Glenn from walking any further. "There's someone waiting for you on the other side of the porch."
I frown, crossing my arms and huffing as the sound of his shoes planting against the wood echoes throughout my right ear. His shadow catching my eyes causes an annoyed look to spread across my face. I don't want to see him.
"Kendall." He kneeled before wrapping his arms around me; an embrace I don't return. "I thought you were.. you're okay!"
"I don't understand why you care. It's not like you guys were looking for me." I stand from the chair ultimately shaking from his grip. "I obviously wasn't a priority."
