apocalypse || twd ||

6. breaking and entering

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"They killed my people."

I stand next to Michonne, listening to Rick tell the group about his new plan.

"Hilltop isn't just giving the food away. These Saviors, they almost killed Sasha, Daryl, and Abraham on the road. Now, sooner or later- they would've found us, just like those Wolves did, just like Jesus did. They woulda killed someone or some of us. And then they would try to own us, and we would try to to stop them. But by then, in that kind of fight, low on food, we could lose. This is the only way to be sure-"

I stand there, dumbfounded. He's not thinking what I think he's thinking, right?

He can't go against them- against him.

They don't know what he's like. I do.

"This needs to be a group decision. If anybody objects, here's your chance to say your piece."

I stand up.

"You can't go against them!" I say, everyone looks at me.

"I- I mean, you don't know how these people are." I say, Rosita glared at me.

"And you do?" She asked, I sighed. "I had a run-in with them, with my old group. They killed my people." I said, shaking my head.

I hate lying to the group, I trust them. But if I tell them, I won't know if they'll trust me still.

Maggie turned to look at me.

"This is our only chance. We'll have to fight them one day- if not now." Rick said, giving me a sympathetic look.

I sat back down, I don't know what to do.

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"Do you have to go? Carl asked me as we sat on his porch steps.

I looked at him for a second before nodding my head. "Yeah. I have to watch after Maggie." I responded.

That wasn't entirely true.

Of course, I was gonna watch over Maggie. But I needed to watch over the group too. I'm gonna try to stop them from getting as many people killed as I can.

"But Maggie doesn't even want you to go." Carl said, rolling his eyes.

He was right. Maggie didn't want me to go.

She told me the night before that she would rather me not go, because there's a good chance I won't come back.

But then that's the point. If she dies, I die. If Glenn dies, I die.

During my whole time being here, the Rhee couple are one of the only people I enjoy being around- minus Carl and Enid.

"I think your just mad you can't go." I said, poking Carl in the chest.

He looked at me and shook his head.

"It's not fair that you get to go and I can't." He said, I gave him a sympathetic smile. "I'm only going because Glenn and Maggie gave up on trying to convince me not to." I start.

"Rick doesn't want me to go, but he can't do anything it- because he's not my dad. But he's yours." I said, he scoffed.

I thought that would make him feel better- obviously it didn't.