you took a polaroid of us,
then discovered,
the rest of the world was black and white,
but we were in screaming color,
and I remember thinking
are we out of the woods yet?
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GREENE FARM 📍
season 2, episode 7
"It's none of your business," Hershel muttered to me as I stood in front of him with my hands on my hips.
It was the next day, early in the morning and I had brought up the barn full of walkers to Hershel, he was beyond pissed off that I knew about it and that I was questioning him.
"I live here too, so it is my business!" I scoffed at him, causing the man to shoot up from the chair he was sat in. I gulped, taking a step away from the man.
"This is my farm, I don't have to tell you a damn thing." Hershel seethed through his teeth, I clenched my jaw and shook my head in disbelief and anger.
"Everyone will know about it soon anyway," I shot out coldly, sending one last glare toward Hershel before pushing the front door open and letting it close with a harsh slam.
I quickly limped out of the house and strode towards the barn that Glenn had told me about, and the barn that I saw the walkers in.
As I approached the barn I could see Rick's whole group looking around the structure and talking to each other, I cursed at myself for them finding out about it so early on.
My pace quickened as my eyes scanned over the group, my body trembling in anxiety. Most of their heads perked up at the sight of me, but of course, Shane was the only one who stomped over to me— full fury behind his cold brown eyes.
Before I could even attempt to speak, Shane's stiff body was in front of mine, his finger pointed right at my face as he began to yell at me. "You knew about this didn't you, you bitch, you—"
With a growl, I roughly pushed Shane away from me, causing the man to stumble on his feet, his fiery eyes never leaving mine. My heart relentlessly pounded in my ears as my body began to tremble with the same rage that took over Shane.
Around the two of us, I could hear defensive yells leave everyone, their bodies moving to get between the two of us. I gritted my teeth, my cold eyes staying on Shane's.
