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People are people
And sometimes it doesn't work out
Nothing we say is gonna save us from the fall out
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The headache pounds inside her skull. It feels like she's being stabbed over and over. The pain is excruciating. She rubs her temples to try and make it go away. She wants to scream. To punch a wall.
Her best friend is dead. Her brother is dead. Her mother is dead. Her father is probably dead too.
Everyone thinks that she's so weak. That she's been pushed to her limits. She hasn't. She's just getting started.
If only this stupid headache would go away.
She pulls out the bottle of pills from her bag. She pops five in her mouth and swallows them down with water.
She looks at the bottle. She sighs.
The headache just gets worse.
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Rosanna walks out to the main room to find Michonne doing sit-ups on the floor. Merle is sitting on the edge of a table.
"Smart to stay fit. Don't leave out the cardio. You know, if we're gonna live under the same roof, we should clear the air. This whole hunting you down thing, that was just business. Carrying out orders." He tells her.
Michonne eyes him. "Hmm. Like the Gestapo."
"Yeah. Exactly. I've done a lot of things I ain't proud of. Before and after. Anyway, hope we can get past it. Let bygones be bygones."
He walks out of the room and Rosanna sits down next to her. "He's an asshole." She mumbles.
Michonne huffs. "You're telling me."
After a moment, Michonne looks over at her.
She's pale. Sweaty.
"Are you okay?"
Rosanna sighs. "Why does everyone keep asking me that?"
"You don't look okay. Physically." Michonne puts a hand on her forehead. "You're burning up."
She shrugs. "Probably just a cold. I'm f-"
"I swear to god if you say that you're fine one more time."
"Fine... I'm not fine." She takes a deep breath. "I just... I don't know... he deserves to pay. For what he did. To me. To my family. To Glenn." She says quietly.
"Are we talking about Merle, or the governor?" Michonne asks.
"You know who."
Michonne nods. "He'll pay. I promise you, he will."
Suddenly Carl bursts in the building. "Andrea." He pants.
Michonne and Rosanna stand quickly, grabbing their weapons and rushing out the door. Merle, Daryl, Rick, and Tyreese follow. Carol, Beth and Glenn are on the overhang. Sasha and Maggie stand nearby. Hershel is inside with Judith.
They all glance around. Andrea is holding onto a rod that is gripping a walker by the throat. "Open the gate!" She yells.
Rick doesn't. "Are you alone?"
Some walkers in the field realize that Andrea isn't a walker and start to follow her. "Rick!"
Rick tosses the keys to Daryl who opens the gate. Andrea lets go of the walker and Rosanna holds her gun up in the woman's face.
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Destruction ||| Glenn Rhee (BEING REWRITTEN TO OC)
Fanfictionde·struc·tion: the action or process of causing so much damage to something that it no longer exists or cannot be repaired. When the apocalypse started, college-student Rosanna Blake was on vacation in Atlanta with her family. After a supply run go...
