Miss Jones - ON HOLD

What's Ahead/The distance

It had been a few days, again just more and more death. Tyrese was gone

We went on such a long trip, hoping for someplace to call home. Beth wanted us to be there. It was where Noah's family was, before they didn't make it.

Tyrese was being his normal self, just volunteering to look around the place. He was bit and died. He was so strong for us, all of us, especially Sasha.

The losing never ended, not with us, not with our people.

I had opted to stay with the group who didn't go into the Noah's so called safe haven. I knew I had to stay behind, I don't think any of us could keep Maggie or Sam from losing it if I didn't stay with them.

I was there to comfort and hold them both. Whispering to them everything was okay when I knew it felt like the end of the world.

In their defense, it was.

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It had been a few weeks, we were on the road again. Sometimes we had a car sometimes we didn't.

It was getting hot, we didn't have any food or water but what we found out in nature.

"New guess...Bear attack?" Abraham asked out of the blue, it had been the first time he took a guess since the church.

"Guessing again?" He gave a small nod and I shook my head, letting out a week laugh. "You fight a bear?" He asked and I laughed weakly. "No... don't make me laugh it takes up my energy." I said with a bit of a sigh.

We were all exhausted and dehydrated. We had walkers trailing behind us but we couldn't be bothered to deal with them yet.

After awhile we had to deal with them. They were too big of a risk. I helped fight them off but it was a bad idea, I wasn't as strong as the others and it was just wearing me down more.

We just kept folowing the road, walking until we came across something we could use. But actually being able to use the things we found was rare.

We rested, sat on the road. We were too tired to even talk so we all just stayed silent. It wasn't like we could eat or sleep. Abraham did find booze though. It felt like the best thing to have, at least to him, until a pack of feral dogs walked our way.

Without hesitation Sasha took them out; we tried not to think about it, we just had to eat. "Screw it, give me some of that booze this is disgusting." I mumbled and snatched to drink from Abraham after quickly eating my share.

Glenn tried to offer a few of us water but we all declined, too stuck up in our pride to accept.

We didn't seem to have any specific place to be, we just needed somewhere. Since we hadn't found that somewhere we walked, drove, rested and did it again. We went place to place, whenever we found a place worth staying.

We walked until we came across bottles and jugs of water in the road. We weren't sure if we could trust it. We wanted to, but we just couldn't.

Eugene risked it before Abraham smacked the bottle from his hand. Just a few seconds later it began raining. It was like god trying to force a miracle on us, a miracle we were all skeptical of.