"I've done things," Charlie said, looking up into his eyes full of disappointment. "Things that I am not proud of. But everything I've done, I've done to survive...And I did. I survived."
"And are you happy?" Daryl asked, using all his power to stop...
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She opened her eyes abruptly and tried to take a breath. The room was dark and because they were underground she didn't know if it was day or still night. Daryl's back faced her, so she assumed that he was still sleeping, she knew that he had problems with sleep, so as quiet as she could be, she walked out of the room.
Glenn looked at her once she entered the food court. Her breath just calmed, but pictures from the dream were still present in her head. Charlie saw that Lori and Carl were eating already and T-Dog was preparing something near the counter.
"Charlie!" Carl called her name as soon as he saw her.
With a frustrated sigh, Charlie rubbed her temples, feeling a headache beginning to form. She threw him an annoyed look as Carl's loud antics were making it difficult for her to live. "Shhhh."
"Are you hungover, too?" he asked.
She sat in front of Glenn- who looked just as pale as her and imitated his posture. "No. I feel as if I hit my head into a wall."
Rick couldn't help but chuckle softly to himself. "Rough night, huh, Charlie?"
"I guess you can say that," she said.
"You want one?" Rick asked and gave her two white pills from a bottle that Lori helped him open.
"Thank you." she smiled but was sure that it just looked like a wider grimace.
"Eggs!" T-Dog exclaimed, moving toward the table with a pan. "Powdered but...But I do them gooood."
Glenn groaned at the thought of eating something and from being pale as a wall he turned to a subtle green color.
"I bet you can't tell." Theodore smiled and leaned over his hungover friend. "Protein helps the hangover."
"You know T-Dog, I think I might throw up every bit of it." she looked at him. "But we don't know when we will eat something like that ever again, so I'll try, buddy."
He touched his heart and nodded his head.
"Where'd all this come from?" Rick asked.
"Jenner," Lori answered. "He thought we could use it. Some of us at least."
"Don't ever...ever...ever...let me drink again." Glen groaned as the smell of eggs got to his nose.
Then Shane entered the room and Charlie could tell that the atmosphere changed immediately. She couldn't tell who was so tense with a cop, but she knew something was up. Walsh's cold "Hey." just confirmed her suspicions.
"Feel as bad as I do?" Rick asked with a smile.
"Worse."
"What the hell happened to you?" T-Dog asked him when he was passing him by. "Your neck."
Charlie looked at the man and that's when she saw him. Shane's neck was decorated with two bright red lines."I must have done it in my sleep."
Rick scanned his body and his smile disappeared. "Never seen you do that before."
