FEARLESS ➳ TWD¹ [REWRITE/COMPLETED]

32 ➳ BRAND NEW

I was alone.

Daryl was gone. He decided to go back to the Hilltop and risk his safety. I decided to stay here at the Kingdom, where I know that I will at least be safe. At least, for the time-being. It had been two days so far, though.

I wanted to leave here, to be honest, and go back to where I fept like I belonged. I wanted to go back to Alexandria. That is home to me, where all of my family and friends are, too.

Waking up this morning, I took the ultimate chance and packed all of my stuff up. I sat it to the side before turning my attention to the mirror on the dresser, seeing myself for the first time in a long time.

I was growing weaker, paler, and more useless — especially looking at myself in the face. I hate looking at my body when nude, especially when I shower and feel the water run over me — like how I wish that my sins would do. I had scars as long as my arm stretched all over my body, which can be easily hidden with the proper clothing.

I am not the same woman that I was once.

So, this is why I decided to take the women's eyeshadow that I had found in one of the dresser drawers and smeared it all over my face. The black eyeshadow was left on my fingertips and would have to be scrubbed off later. I did not want to look at myself anymore and I did not want anyone else, too, neither.

What I have done is smear the black eyeshadow all over my face and black clothing to cover my body to hide the fact that I am already dressed for my own funeral. I made sure that my hair was perfectly braided in the back and that it could not be snatched later.

I kneeled down next to my things and checked to make sure that I had everything that I needed. My gun was safe and sound, with plenty of ammo in store, while I took my machete and placed it in the sheath that was located across my back. I could easily grab it and strike in a hurry.

Then, I slowly looked over to what was beside my bag — which was a little gift that I had been received from the Kingdom as a whole. It was my first and only bow-and-arrow, plus a whole lot of arrows with it, too.

I was ready to go, but I did not feel like explaining myself on the way out. Yet, I know that I would be stopped and asked where I was going. I knew this, but I had to feel the wrath.

Once that I had my things on my back and my new bow-and-arrow in hand, I knew that it was time to go. I was going to follow in Daryl's footsteps, yet I am going home instead of heading to Hilltop. It was not long until it would get dark, so I better use the soon-to-be darkness to my advantage.

As I headed up to the front gates, everyone's eyes were on me in question and fear. Even the people that did not know me, they were still very concerned as the black make-up smeared across my face was probably throwing them off some. I could not blame them.

"Open it up. I'm leaving. For good," I said to the people that were working the front gates. They slowly began to open their doors without any question about it.

"Tess? Tess! Wait up!" I heard my name being called out from behind me and I stopped, turning around to find both Morgan and Ben running up to me. They were obviously frightened, and confusion was written all across their faces.

"What?" I blankly asked Morgan, who was taller than me. "You can't stop me, Morgan."

"Where the hell are you going?" Morgan asked, breathing weirdly after having to run to catch me before I leave. "You can't leave."