FEARLESS ➳ TWD¹ [REWRITE/COMPLETED]

33 ➳ THE FIRST DAY

— THE FIRST DAY —

DWIGHT was about to leave again. He had came here to warn us that Negan was coming to Alexandria today with three trucks and at least twenty Saviors, maybe even more.

Dwight presented his plan to everyone, most of all being Rick, last night before I arrived here. He suggested we attack Negan and his crew while they are in Alexandria. From there, Dwight can radio the Sanctuary and let them know everything is okay. The Saviors there will be caught off-guard when we ride in, using the Saviors' own trucks. Once inside, we can rally the workers to their cause, take down the Saviors, and destroy their other outposts one by one, too.

Rick apparently agreed to that and this is why Dwight was about to leave again, to help both sides in a way. Before he could leave, though, I asked Dwight for a moment alone in the empty house together.

I slowly approached Dwight, seeing how he was now out and free from that cage. He handed the soft pillow back to me and smirked. "Thanks for, uh, the pillow. It helped."

"No problem," I said and held the pillow in my arms. "I can't believe that you're going off again."

"I gotta help you guys. You know that," he reassured while he stared down at me. He was somewhat biting his bottom lip, too. "Plus, I'll come back. Eventually, I promise."

I took a brave step forward and was almost body-to-body with him, even with the pillow smashed between us. "You promise, hm?" I was eyeing him suspiciously and he noticed, nodding. "Don't leave me, D – not like I did with you."

"Yeah, about that," he sighed and looked down for a moment. "I was worried... About you. Didn't know where you went off to."

Somehow, I was brave enough to extend my right arm and placed my hand around his elbow. Our eyes were staring into each other's and the moment was getting even more intense by the second.

"I didn't mean to, but... I had to come home. You know that. This is my home and I'll never leave, not if I can help it."

"I'm glad that you're safe, Tess," he suddenly said and began to leave. I do not want him to leave, though. It kills me that I feel this way, too.

He made it to the door, but I quickly reached out and stopped him from leaving. The door was still shut, as he did not get there in time, and I placed my right hand on his chest while I let go of the pillow to drop to the ground beside us.

I cocked my head to the right side and somewhat whispered up to him, "Don't die out there today, alright?"

"Oh, you're worried?" He smirked and it made my legs weak. "Didn't know that you still cared."

"Yeah, well, I do," I countered and my left hand snaked its way up to touch his arm. "I don't want to see your dead body out there because... I'll have to bury you. I don't want to do that."

"Don't worry 'bout me, honey," he reassured and smiled back. "I'll be back, but don't miss me too much. Okay?"

"Miss you?" I tried to laugh it off, but it was true that I was going to miss him. Hell yeah, I was gonna miss him like fucking crazy. "As if."