FEARLESS ➳ TWD¹ [REWRITE/COMPLETED]

30 ➳ CONFESSIONS

THE day was almost over. Almost.

I had just one last thing to do before bed and that was to talk to Tara. Since Ezekiel allowed us to stay for the night, I was already prepared by grabbing the rest of my things from my shared trailer with Paul. It was not much, but it was enough for the night.

As my fresh socks touched the old wooden floor, I found the peek of light from Tara's cracked door as I made my way towards it. My damp hair was soaking through the back of my shirt as I had just taken my first shower in God only knows how long. It felt so good, especially with the heat. Thank God for King Ezekiel and the Kingdom as a whole.

I peeked inside and knocked slightly, seeing her before she seen me. Prior to her looking up, I seen that she was hanging off the side of her bed and looking at her hands. I tend to do that from time to time, too. My reason for it is to see how much older and weaker that I have grown — and you can see it with your hands, sometimes.

When I knocked, she immediately looked up in question before she formed a pleased smile on her face after seeing that it was just me. "Hey."

"Hey," I said back and took a step in, revealing my left leg. "May I come in real quick?"

"Of course," she agreed and nodded, prior to readjusting her position on her bed to make enough room for me. Once I had sat down beside her, she asked, "It's been a long day for you, too, huh?"

I nodded and cracked a smile, trying to laugh it off. Yet, it was still so sad since I have not had enough rest and peace since escaping from the Sanctuary with Daryl. I have been on my feet and hiding from the inevitable.

"More than you'll ever know," I laughed, shaking my head. "I couldn't sleep last night, but that's usual. I haven't really slept since Glenn and Abe died, though."

"I'm sorry," she whispered, to my surprise. She extended her arm, where her fingers intertwined with mine, which was lying on my right knee.

"For what? You didn't do it to them. It was Negan," I reminded her, sighing afterwards.

Tara was looking down in doubt with disappointment written all over her face, then shook her own head as well. "Because," she gulped out, "you had to be there for it. I'm just sorry that you had to watch that happen to our friends."

I slowly nodded, understanding what she meant, and sighed once again. I have been doing that a lot lately.

"I wish that I could've saved them somehow," I finally said and found myself straightening up. "Which reminds me, Tara... I need to tell you something."

She looked up in concern and innocent confusion. "What is it, Tess?"

I did not know how to tell her what I needed to. My intention for coming in here in the first place was to tell her what I did not want to tell her. Yet, she needed to know.

I had to get this off of my chest, but I did not want to make it her problem, though, neither. I had to tell the truth: I was in love with Glenn Rhee. Maggie knew and this is why that she, too, has "banished" me from the Hilltop as well, along with Gregory. Even though I do not give two shits about him, I did still care about Maggie and her wishes.