Waiting For the End || Blake Dixon Book One

Chapter 3 ||"I think in this world you need people"

They spent the rest of the night cleaning up camp, gathering bodies and making sure they didn't reanimate. Blake stayed close to her dad, not wanting the man to stray too far away and out of her sight. Last night's events had put her on edge, like she had been at the start. She had relaxed at their sleepy little camp, she might not have thought they were totally safe but the quiet peacefulness had lulled her senses. She couldn't let that happen again. If you relax you die, you get caught lacking and you are an easy target.

Blake glanced over at Andrea who still sat hovering over Amy's dead body. She hadn't moved all night, not saying a word to anyone as she stared at her sister. Blake thought it was weird, creepy even to sit there like that over a corpse. They were already surrounded by the dead now, no reason to stare at someone you knew when they aren't coming back.

Blake helped Glenn pick up one of the walkers after her dad brained it, tossing it into the fire that they were using to burn the bodies. They had elected to burn the bodies of the walkers that attacked camp, and bury the ones that they knew in the graves that Jim had dug. Glenn gagged a little at the smell of burning bodies that poofed up when the corpse hit the pile. Blake smirked at him letting out a snort as he gagged.

"I don't know how you aren't affected by this shit." Glenn said, pointing to the pile.

"You should see the pigsties we used to stay in when Merle had us couch surfing. It was definitely ten times worse than this, I can guarantee you that." Blake told him a smirk still heavily present on her face. Glenn paused not sure what to say back so Blake just patted him on the back from his hunched over position. "Let's get back to work huh pizza boy." Glenn nodded in agreement, standing up and wiping the sweat from his face. Blake's attention was drawn to her dad storming their way angrily pick ax on his shoulder.

"Wake up, Jimbo. We've got some work to do." He said as he walked past the man. Blake moved to go help Glenn with another corpse but quickly realized he wasn't following her. She stopped and saw him watching as her dad and Moralez drug one of theirs towards the fire.

"What are you guys doing?" Glenn asked and stepped in front of them causing them both to stop and look at him. "This is for geeks. Our people go over there." Glenn argued but her dad wasn't having any of it.

"What's the difference? They're all infected." He scoffed, turning to start his dragging again.

"Our people go in that row over there. We don't burn them! We bury them. Understand?" Blake stepped forward as the silence remained, both her dad and Moralez staring at Glenn.

"Dad," Blake tried and the man looked at her. They locked eyes and he seemed to fight it for a minute before nodding slightly.

"Our people go in that row over there." Glenn said finally and her dad started to drag the corpse the other direction back where all the others lay to be buried. Blake thought that would be the end of it, that her dad would let it go and just let things be but of course not. She was after all the most well behaved Dixon.

"You reap what you sow." He shouted out as they dropped the corpse.

"You know what? Shut up, man." Moralez told him and Blake winced, her dad was in a fighting mood. Had been since he showed up without Merle.

"Y'all left my brother for dead. You had this coming." He yelled at them all pointing to the pile of bodies. Blake shook her head as the man stormed off away from everyone else. Blake and Glenn took a break for a minute leaning up against one of the cars.

"Rock, paper, scissors on who has to get closest to the fire for the next one." Glenn proposed, Blake rolled her eyes but obliged. On the first go Blake went paper as Glenn went rock, the man groaned and quickly demanded best two out of three. Blake complied and quickly won with scissors over Glenn's paper. He opened his mouth, seeming about to ask for another go, when Jacqui was yelling.