Down we go | Maggie Greene

3. Kitchen Chef

I looked around a little more after i met Maggie I didn't know what i should do So I explored the farm a bit more, I came across a man I hadn't seen before. I found out that his name was Glenn, and he told me where he came from and what he had done before the outbrack. As we continued to talk, he seemed more and more familiar to me, but I was sure that I had never seen him before. But what i knew Was that I liked him.

"I have to go now it was fun talking with you" Glenn said to me. I put my hand on his shoulder and said, "We'll talk again, For the time I stay here, you won't get rid of me so easily." He snorted and made his way to his tent. Suddenly, someone tapped me on my shoulder, and I turned around. "we are ready, followe me please."

Rick was back. I had to talk to him now, about why I'm here. There was no real reason to be nervous, I was just looking for my brother, which isn't a crime, but I still was. "Will Shane be there?" I asked him as I walked after him, "No, don't worry, he said he had something else to do." If I had been alone right now, I would've screamed out of joy.

I just met this guy a few hours ago, but I couldn't stand him. "God, that's a blessing," I said quietly, but Rick must have heard what I said because he started laughing. "You don't like him very much?" Rick asked, "Apparently, I don't like people who hit me as if my head would be a big red target that's says 'come and get me asshole'." I said and held my hands in the air. Rick had a grin on his.

"Understandable, and also, I'm sorry that he hit you, normally we aren't like that." I was confused. Why was he being nice? He didn't even know who I was, he didn't know if I had a group, if I had killed someone, or if I was planning something, so why on earth was this guy being nice?

Sure, Hershel was nice, but he told me that he had been on the farm since the outbrack started, so he hadn't really met any bad people. "Innocent until proven guilty," I thought. "It's fine, really, you weren't the one who hit me."
"I'm still sorry, we should've asked you questions first and then act, and Shane should know that too."

I gave him a questionable look. "He and I used to be cops." The realization hit me, it did make sense the way Rick acted, Shane must have been one of the 'special' kinds. "Really, it's fine, I'm not mad at you or anything." He just nodded. As we reached the porch, I saw Daryl, an old man with a head, and a  woman with blond hair standing next to him.

"You know, Daryl, this man is Dale, and the woman is Andrea." Rick introduced them to me. "You probably know my name already, but I'm Ivy." The other two nodded, and Daryl just looked at me and said, "So let's talk about the thing we're all here for, Ivy." Daryl looked at me "Shoot," I said.

I was ready to answer their questions, and I wanted to end it as fast as possible. "Did you kill a human?" Andrea, the blond woman, asked. I sighed and was silent for a moment. "Yes, I did," I said Heavily "how many and why?" Daryl was now the one asking, "I don't know a little group, a few women and a few men, no children. I was with them for quite some time until I found out what they were really up to." I wish I could have just forgotten what I experienced back then,
"and that was?"

The man I knew with the name Dale now asked me "They were cannibals." I simply said I didn't want to talk to them about that, at least not yet. "How many walkers have you killed?" Rick asked to change the topic, and I was glad he did.

"I don't know, I lost count. Is that enough to answer the question?" Rick blinked a few times. "Yeah, that will do." It was silent for a few seconds until Daryl started to talk again. "You said you found us with your map, so that means you got the map from here, right?" I nodded.

"And why exactly are you here?" That was the question I was waiting for, and I was ready to answer it. "I wanted to see if this place was empty, but as you know, it was not. I knew it was a risk if someone was there. I knew taht u could die, but I had to come here. My main goal is to find my brother." They all looked at each other, and I saw some sadness in Daryl's eyes, but I didn't know why

"your brother?" He asked shakily, "yeah, we lost each other at the beginning, his name is Net Roberts, well, that's not actually his real name, but that's the name he uses." Now they all looked confused.

"But what's his real name, then?" Andrea asked I just shrugged and said, "He never told me, he said he didn't liked his birth name, and I just accepted it," and that was the truth, he never told me his real name.

We had a lot of fights because of it and also didn't talk for a while, I was just so angry that he would make a secret out of it "Well, can you at least tell us how he looks like?" Now Daryl spoke, "Well, he's like 30 years older than me, has black hair, and has a bad sense of humor."
I chuckled at the last Part, his jokes were always so bad, but I still had to laugh about them.

Guess what? I also have a bad sense of humor.

"No we're sorry, we don't know anyone like that." I sighed. I knew the chances were low, but I had to try it. "I figured." Rick started talking again. "I think that's all the questions we had for you, right?" He looked at his group members, and they nodded. "We will talk to the others and see what we will do with you, but I can promise you, you can either stay or you have to leave. You can also leave if we say you can stay, the choice is yours."

"Yeah, thank you. I will think about it," he nodded, and then Maggie came out the door. "Perfect, you're here, are you done yet?" She looked at us and waited for an answer. "Yep, we are," Rick said. "Great, could you get the others dinner? It's almost ready."

Rick nodded and left. Dale was going to the RV, and Andrea was walking after Rick. I was about to leave too, but suddenly Maggie held my wrist to stop me. "I could need your help, are you good at cooking?" I raised my eyebrow. "Are you kidding? My first job was being a kitchen Chef, of course I'm good at it."

I said, laying my hand on my forehead. Maggie grinned at me. "Okay, Drama Queen, then you can give me a hand and help me to make the rest," she said, grabbing my arm. "I'm all yours, cowgirl." I said with a grin, and she slapped my arm. "Shut it," she said, obivously angry, and pulled me along. "I know you like it." I said With a teasing smile,She just rolled her eyes and took me inside.

Chapter Number three is here!
I'm PLANING on a good friendship between Ivy and Glenn so be ready.