THE REASON ━ glenn rhee ²

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THE REASON

chapter twenty-six ; change
[ season five – episode sixteen ]

   WAKING UP WITHOUT seeing the person you saw every morning by your side was something Kloe was not used to.

Hell, she didn't even go to bed. The wooden chair in the dining table was where she sat, her head on the table as she slept somewhat peacefully. She was in shock with what had happened. If anything, she wasn't expecting the things Glenn had said to her — there was no need for any of it.

She had a rough night again, her mind lingering through all the thoughts she had queued to process. When she woke up, she had no idea what the time was. The clock was around the corner of the kitchen, a blind spot from where she was.

"Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauty," a voice sounded from the living room, almost making Kloe jump out of her skin and shoot her head over to the side. Brianna stared at her older sister from the side of her eyes, her body slouched on the couch with a book in her hand. "You slept in. It's nine-thirty a.m.," she added.

"Jesus..." Kloe murmured, straightening her back as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. "Why didn't you wake me up— and God, what is that smell?" she grimaced, covering her nose with the back of her hand as she watched her younger sister for clarification.

Brianna furrowed her brows confusedly. "You don't like the smell of bacon? Carol gave me some this morning to make for you. And I didn't wake you up because you hardly got any sleep last night." Kloe blinked, pursing her lips shut as she rested her chin against her palm. "And before you ask," Brianna began, "I did sleep last night, just... only for about an hour. I just kept thinking about Rick and what he did yesterday."

"I was about to ask if you'd been there since last night. Did you eat all those churros?" Kloe switched the subject, trying her hardest not to think about the sickening smell of bacon.

"Oh, uh, yeah," Brianna picked up her bookmark which was a plain, thin blue piece of card, and slammed her book shut moderately. "I mean— no. No, I didn't eat them all. I ate like, two? Then I put them in the refrigerator. I left three for you."

"Thanks, but the thought of eating food makes me wanna throw up right now," Kloe groaned, leaning back in her chair.

"I saved an extra one for Glenn if he wants it?"

Kloe's heart dropped as she recalled the events on what happened the night before. The whole reason she had slept downstairs was because she found it awkward if she slept in the same bed as him right after their 'arguement'. "Uh, yeah, sure. You can go give it to him. I've got things to do—" she was precipitately cut short when her stomach turned and caught her off guard, resulting in her slamming her hand against her mouth.