rag doll | TWD

[2] a fourteenth street hooker

should i stay or should i go?--- the clash

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[POV]

At the Greene's Farm, Maggie stared at the flyer held by a small magnet that pinned it to the front of the fridge. 

The Rag Dolls: Live at Marco's Pub.

The top of the flyer had a posed photo of the band at their best. Maggie's eyes were locked on herself and her best friend standing next to each other. 

"What's on your mind, Maggie?" Her father asked her, leaning against the kitchen counter.

"Just keep wondering where JJ went when she left. If she left."

"I'm sure she did. She probably found her family and is hunkering down just as we are."

Maggie shook her head, "I don't know. She was stubborn as hell." 

Their attention was turned to Rick coming down the stairs and standing at the edge of the kitchen. "Rick." She greeted with a smile, "Why don't you sit, and I'll get you something to eat? You'll need the strength if you have to give more blood."

Rick nodded, pulling out a chair from the table. But just as he was about to sit, the flyer on the fridge caught his attention. "This picture." He took it out from the magnet. 

"That's Maggie's band she played with in college."

She noticed his intent staring. "We called ourselves the Rag Dolls. It was my best friend- our lead guitarist's favorite song."

"Ragdoll." Rick thought, "Aerosmith?"

"Yeah, that's the one." Maggie grinned, "JJ loved it. Played it a million times."

Rick took in a deep breath, "JJ?"

"Jana Jackson, but everyone called her JJ."

He shook his head, tears pricking at the corner of his eye, scoffing in disbelief, "her name's Jackson Jana not Jana Jackson. She started telling people JJ stood for Jana because Jackson was too boyish."

"How'd you know that?" Maggie raised an eyebrow.

"She's my sister."

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JJ knew that going to Maggie's was her best option. It was secluded, and she knew she was always welcome. 

But if there was one thing about JJ, it was that she sucked at driving. She had hit more trashcans than a raccoon looking for food.

She'd been to the Greene family farm many times, so she knew the general direction of where she was going, but past the first three turns, she was lost without a GPS. 

JJ resorted to using a paper map, something she would often make fun of her brother for using. She'd always tell him to keep up with the times and to start using modern day technology.

He was never a fan of technology, so he held on to the traditional way of doing things for as long as he could.

Rick taught her everything she needed to know. How to handle herself, how to shoot, how to fix cars and most importantly, how to drive. It wasn't his fault she naturally sucked at driving.

By the time JJ turned 15, she was, by law, considered an orphan. She could either live with her next of kin or be placed in a foster home. Rick and Lori, who were recent newlyweds, decided that they had plenty of room and could easily spare a bedroom. 

Even before losing their parents, Rick had always been the one to raise JJ. 

The Grimes' kids lost their mother at a young age, leaving them under the supervision of their father. For Rick, it was no problem. He was the son, the trophy child who could do no wrong. For JJ, it wasn't as smooth sailing.