pulse || c. grimes TWD

32.

Nyla's POV:

I heard Deanna's door open I figured it was probably Rick checking up on her or something, I heard some loud noises coming from downstairs but Michonne told me to calm down Sam since he was anxious about all this, "Sam are you okay? just for a minute" I asked him wanting to check if that really was Rick or not

I heard Judith crying, which made me uneasy, "Is it the monsters?" Sam asked me, with a worried expression on his face. I could tell that he was scared and confused. 

"I don't think so, Sam. I need to check on Judith," I replied, trying to reassure him. I got up and walked towards the door, but I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I didn't know what was happening, and I was scared

I walked over to Ron's room where Judith was in, my heart pounding with fear. I didn't know what to expect when I opened the door, but I had to check on her. When I saw Deanna standing over her while Judith was crying in her crib, my heart dropped

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Had Deanna already turned? Was she trying to hurt Judith? I didn't know what to do next. Before I could think of a plan, I heard a footstep behind me. I turned around, and it was Rick. He was holding an axe in his hand

He rushed over about to, you know. "NO, IT'S STILL ME!" Deanna yelled, I let out a sigh of relief and Rick backed up, He apologised to her, "I- I wanted to see her one last time I thought I could make it my legs had other plans" Rick put her arm over his shoulder and helped her up, he lifted her and put her on Ron's bed

"You and plans." Rick murmured, "They're yours now" Deanna told Rick, "From now on someone needs to be with you" Rick told Deanna, "I'll watch her" I offered, "Thank you but it's better if someone a little older watched her"

I felt a bit annoyed but got over it quickly, I left the room and allowed them to talk and I made my way downstairs

-.-

"Everybody get upstairs now!" Michonne yelled as the zombies broke through the front door, we all ran from the garage door, The sound of the zombies breaking through the front door was deafening, and we all ran from the garage door to the top of the stairs, waiting for Rick and Michonne to catch up.

 They quickly grabbed a couch and positioned it to block the stairs as the walkers began to approach. As I stood there, my heart racing, I could feel the fear and panic setting in. My hand started to shake uncontrollably as I watched the walkers get closer. Rick and Michonne stayed at the bottom of the stairs, fighting off the walkers, while we all went up.

Rick dragged up a zombie body up the stairs, "You two stay here, you see anymore squeezing through you get me" Rick instructed Me and Carl, He dragged it into the other room, As we stood there, I couldn't help but notice that my hands were shaking uncontrollably

 I tried to hide my fear, but Carl saw through my facade. "You okay?" he asked, concern etched on his face. I hesitated for a moment then shook my head. "No, I'm not" I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. Carl put a hand on my shoulder, I pushed him off not wanting to be touched at all by anyone anywhere.

"Get off" I said, taking a step away from him. "Sorry" Carl muttered, looking down at his feet. "It's fine," I said, crossing my arms defensively. I hadn't even told Carl about my break up with Ron earlier yet, and I didn't know how to bring it up

I couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt as I pushed Carl away. He was just trying to be there for me, and I had rejected him. But I couldn't bring myself to let anyone in, not after what had happened with Ron "Sorry" I mumbled

I felt like I was always on high alert, and I couldn't help how I felt. It wasn't Carl's fault, but I couldn't help the fear and anxiety that came over me when someone tried to touch me. "Don't be, It's okay" Carl said, trying to reassure me. 

But deep down, I was still struggling with my emotions, and I didn't know how to let anyone in. I felt like I was carrying a heavy burden, and I didn't know how to share it with anyone, I don't know what has changed and I don't know why I felt like this

-.-

We were all covered in sheets stained with walker blood and guts, and the stench was overwhelming. I felt absolutely disgusting, but at the same time, I'd grown so accustomed to the smell that it didn't bother me as much as it used to.

As I looked around at my companions, I could see that they were all in a similar state. Their hair was matted with sweat and grime, and their faces were smeared with fear and disgust. It was a grim reminder of the reality we were living in, a world where the dead walked and the living fought for survival

We were all fighting for our lives and for the chance to see another day. It was a bond that went beyond words, a shared experience that only those who had lived through it could truly understand.

I couldn't help but wonder if this was what the rest of our lives would look like. Would the world forever be like this? forever fighting to stay alive? was Max okay? It was a bleak thought, but one that I couldn't shake from my mind.

Rick moved the couch from the stairs, and we all followed him out of the front door. The scene that greeted us was one of complete devastation. Just a few days ago, this place had been a safe place away from the outside world like nothing ever happened, But now, it was a wasteland, a shadow of its former self

The walls had been breached, and the walkers had poured in, wreaking havoc and destruction wherever they went. The furniture was overturned, the windows were shattered, and the floors were stained with blood and gore. It was a sobering reminder of the fragility of our existence, of how quickly everything could be taken away from us

Carl grabbed onto my hand and we all made our way down the porch steps, We walked for a bit until Rick put the group to a stop, 

 "Alright new plan, flares from a few guns aren't enough, too many walkers, too spread out we're not going to the armoury, we need our vehicles back at the quarry all of us drive we'll need to round them up" Rick explained

I looked around and saw all the zombies, I felt a bit overwhelmed I wasn't used to seeing them not trying to attack

"We leave, we come back" Rick said, "Okay" Jessie agreed "But Judith to the quarry and back" 

"I'll take her, keep her safe in my church until you all lead the walkers away" Gabriel offered, Michonne turned around, "Can you do this?" She questioned him

"I'm supposed to, I have to" He turned to Rick "I will." Carl turned around to Gabriel and handed Judith to Gabriel and Gabriel then put her under his sheet, "Take Sam" Jessie said

"No." Sam refused, "Yes Sam it'll be safer" Jessie tried to convince him but he was not having it, "I can keep going. Please lets just go" He insisted, she gave in

"Im going to keep her safe" Gabriel stated to Rick, then Rick thanked him before Gabriel parted ways and headed over to his church

Everyone began to start walking, Ron stayed put his eyes remained fixated on the ground, Without a second thought, I walked back towards him and offered my hand.

At first, Ron hesitated. He looked up at me, his eyes filled with uncertainty but then, he slowly reached out and took my hand. I could feel the warmth of his hand on mine and we caught up with the rest of the group

-.-