walking amongst the dead (TWD x reader)

Part 3

Y/N pov

After getting back to my room and shutting the door the smell of the living soon faded and I was filled with the smell of Rosco and me. 'Smells like home' I thought humming and climbing into bed pulling Rosco close and burying my nose into his fur 'Maybe I can ask if I can leave sometimes... not like I can't threaten him'

I chuckled and closed my eyes letting sleep devour me... not that I needed it.

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I was woken up with a loud bang on the door causing Rosco to get up and growl as it was opened "Y/N get up we're late" I ignored them and sniffed the air 'Simon?' Sitting up I looked his way and nodded getting out of bed still in the same clothes they found me in, leaving my room with Rosco at my feet and a bow and arrow around my shoulders.

"Late for what Si?" I asked already giving him a nickname seeing his ears flush red "Pick up at hilltop" I hummed while nodding walking just behind him.

I felt the stares of someone on me, looking their way I sniffed the air and saw them 'why do they have a man... naked... in a closet?' His eyes widened upon seeing me, so I sent a small wave and kept moving 'maybe he known me... I doubt it the only people who should know me is them... man I wish I went with them' I thought remembering the first few months of the outbreak when I saved those people from Atlanta while finding a city to settle down in.

'Maybe they're still alive'

A whistle caught my attention making me look ahead and see trucks all ready, Negan leaning on one with something in his hand. "Good morning, Y/N" I nodded and got a closer look at what he was holding "I had a word with 'Scar face' and fat joey here they both think it's a risk to have a walker with them so I'm leaving Simon in charge... protect him... however you will have to wear this till they change their minds"

I nodded looking at it, A collar. 

Clearly meant for wild animals but who's to blame them. I took it and willingly placed it round my neck doing it up enough for me to breath while Simon clipped a lead onto it "If they don't hurry up and change their minds, I'll rip their throats out" I whispered to Negan standing up straight and clicking my fingers for Rosco to come to my side.

"Well, I'll see you in a bit doll" 

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Simon let go of the lead while I was in the front of his truck, Rosco laying in the footwell and some light music in the background. 

"So where is this hilltop?" I asked clicking my tongue and holding my nose "A few miles... need me to roll the window down?" I nodded and felt deaths arms greet me making my urges calm down.

"In the meantime, want to talk?" I hummed and stroked Rosco "So what was your life before this shit?" I chuckled and leant back in my chair staring at the road ahead "I was in the military... born there as well so basically the same as now except with live people not rotten corpses" I saw his lips tug into a smile out the corner of my eye making a question pop into my head.

"What does it feel like to have a moustache?" 

"Well, I don't know how to answer that question... sometimes it tickles my nose forcing me to sneeze" I let out a small laugh just imagining it "How about you. What's it like being a walker?" 

My mood changed into a sour one making me grit my teeth "Sorry you don't have to answer" "No it's fine... I've been constantly fighting the urge to chew out every living thing in sight since yesterday, but I think I'm getting the hang of it now... ummm I can't feel pain or emotions really but other than that I don't have to fear those shit for brains" Getting a hum the truck was filled with a comfortable silence until I saw large wooden pillars come into view.