Just when you finally think you're safe something always comes along to mess it up.
"Maggie, what the hell is that?" I questioned as we made our way from the barn.
"My dad thinks they're sick, so we've been putting them in the barn for when a cure has been made," she explained hastily before reaching out and grabbing my arm.
I turned to face her, and that's when I saw the desperation in her eyes.
"You can't tell anybody, please, Ellie, if my dad found out you knew, he'd kill me," she pleaded.
I stared at her for a moment before pulling my arm out of her grasp, "I need to be alone, Maggie," I told her before making my way towards my tent.
Once I made it, I entered through the flap and zipped it shut behind me. I could already feel a headache coming on, so I kicked my shoes off and laid down on my cot.
I was at a loss, if I didn't tell the group then I could be putting us in danger but if I did tell them, then maggie would be mad at me and her father could possibly kick us out if he found out we knew.
I sighed, I wasn't going to be figuring anything out tonight. With that in mind I turned over and shut my eyes, sleep following soon after.
I slept restlessly, waking up ever so often. After around the fourth time of this happening, I eventually gave up on sleeping, opting instead to stare up at the ceiling of my tent until I heard people starting to move around outside.
I got up slowly, my mind wandering back to last night. I was in a situation with no right answers but I was going to have to come up with one soon.
My thoughts were interrupted by my stomach growling and I took that as my sign to get up for the day. I quickly changed into some clean clothes and slipped out of my tent. I wandered over to the fire, smiling at Carol as she made me a plate of eggs.
"Morning Carol," I greeted, taking the plate and fork from her. I stabbed a bit of the eggs, wishing I had a bit of ketchup to toss on them, and I took a bite of them.
"Good morning, Ellie," I couldn't help but catch the tired look in her eyes, and I frowned. Everyone in camp knew that she's barely been sleeping, and as the days keep on adding up with her daughter still lost, the less she's been getting.
I also gathered that she didn't seem in the mood to talk, so with one final nod, I made my way over to a nearby chair and finished eating my food. I sat there for awhile after I was done and watched as more and more people started to do their morning routine.
"Aunt Ellie!" I heard someone yell and I turned and saw Carl and Lori walking into camp from the direction of where the chickens were.
"Hey little man, glad to see you up and walking around," I said to him and I stood up and wrapped my arms around him, taking caution not to put any pressure on his wound.
"I got to feed the chicken's," he tells me excitedly and I couldn't help but grin. "That's awesome bud," I say as I ruffle his hair, laughing as he swats my hand away.
I stand up, putting my empty plate with the others before looking at Lori. "I'm gonna go walk the grounds, you need anything before I do?" I ask her, trying to be discreet about what I was really referring to.
"No, I'm alright Ellie, thank you," she says kind of quickly and I look at her for a moment before sighing, "Alright....just let me know of you do," I tell her before making my way out of camp.
A few minutes later, I'm settled against a fence post, my gaze locked on to the barn. I felt really uneasy with the fact that there were dozens of Walker's only a small walk away from camp.
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Push and Pull || Maggie Greene
FanfictionEllie Grimes hadn't planned for the end of the world, but now with the undead roaming the earth, she must fight for her life as well as the people she holds close to her. Ellie must fight not just the dead, but also the living as they threaten all...
