When I woke up the next morning I didn't open my eyes. I couldn't bare it if Shane was gone again. I reveled in his body heat surrounding me, it was so comforting. Shane was a good person, a good friend, a good love. Why did he have to break and go cold? I guess our group just started out with too much good luck. First that group of good people found each other, then Rick and I were reunited with Shane,Carl and Lori. The reunion was so miraculous something bad had to happen,and now we had the farm. Why couldn't things be easy?
"Abigail?"
I sucked in a breath and let my eye flutter open to meet Shane's gaze,I let out a small happy sob,"Shane."
I knew it was stupid and I knew it wouldn't last. This was all like some twisted dream,but this was Shane, and I was going to indulge myself in him while I can,I wrapped my arms around him tightly.He rubbed my back,not knowing I was sobbing over him and not our lost friend. I let out tiny whimpers for our tragic love affair and the life we couldn't get back as I calmed. I couldn't help it,"Shane,I love you."
"I know Abigail. I know.I love you."
He held me as I kept him close as possible,scared to let him go. I continued crying until the tears stopped flowing and my body ached from the sobs. I should be embarrassed, and ashamed I let my guard down in front of Shane after all he's done, but I can't think about that right now.
When he kissed my forehead I was bombarded with memories and visions.I remeber everything. I want to forget so I won't be hurt when Shane leaves again, I want to be strong enough to tell him to get out and leave, that I never want to see him again. I would be lying, not that I could ever send him away like that. Not when he was still in there. I almost do, but I just can't.
Shane.
I must have lost my mind.I held onto Abigail and sighed. This is how it's supposed to be. Us. We were connected, from the moment I met her I knew. I don't...I can't control myself.I'm just trying to keep everyone safe. No one sees the way I do.
Abigail.
I pulled myself from his arms and ventured out of the camp. Things were silent and despite the sun and the hellish southern heat the air was cold. Carl sat on a log with his head in his hands,probably upset after seeing something so horrific. Poor Dale. He didn't even get to see that our group wasn't as broken as he thought, that we still had humanity left.I sighed and shook my head and looked up at the sky sending a silent prayer to Dale. Watch over us old man,Thank you.
The funeral service later that day was beautiful. Well, the words spoke were.I held onto Carl as he cried , and Shane held onto me so I wouldn't.We were foolish and let our guard down thinking this place was 100% safe. Plans were made for more watch, and the fences were to be reinforced. This group was strong ,even at a weak point like this. We all pulled our weight to get things back in order.
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