(hold) immune..? (TWD) BOOK 2

chapter 1

i could hear them, they shouted at each other. they rushed around the room. their voices started to fade and i went under again..maybe for the last time. hopefully for the last time.

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the sound of crying flooded back, i could hear things again. my eye lids we're heavy. so heavy.

i heard someone talking to me, or maybe it was someone else? the words sounded to sincere to be for me.

i ignored whoever was talking. i tried to figure out who was crying. it sounded really close to me. i could feel their warmth.

it was a adult. i knew that much, a woman too.

there was a woman i thought it might be. my heart raced everytime i thought about her. my mind was foggy at the moment.

but i still came to the conclusion she's probably my mother, if she wasn't...why would she be at my bed side crying like this..?

after a little while i tried to open my eyes, it was a little easier than i thought it would be.

the first person i saw when i opened my eyes was a boy, carl. he stared at me, i stared at the wall in front of me.

he rushed out of the room and got everyone. the nurse came up to me first.

"my name is denise, if you didn't already know. i know you just woke up, but im going to need to you tell me who these people are. not because i suspect them, but i need to know if you remember them."

she gave me a minute to collect my thoughts before we started, the more i stared at everyone the more i started to remember who they were...

"that's...rick." i said unsure, but denise was happy with my answer

"that's mom..." i said looking at her, "and her name?" denise asked "maggie.." i said

mom started crying. i was taken back, i was worried i got it wrong and she was upset i didn't know who she was.

i knew who everyone in here was, there was just a few pieces missing.

"michonne.., gabriel.., rosita., dad ., aaron, daryl, sasha, abraham, eugene, carol.., morgan, judith.., tara, and.." i said, i said their names with more confidence as i listed them.

"and that's...carl, my..boyfriend" i said, that was the only part i was unsure about.

i knew there had to be something there, there's no reason for my heart to be beating as fast as it is when i stare at him. it makes me nervous.

"good, i was worried you wouldn't know who anyone in here was. now, you've been asleep for 2 months, you were shot, it was close range, it went in your back and out your chest. i put you under for longer than you needed to be so you could heal up and be on your way when you woke up, you'll have breathing complications, but other than that you're free to leave whenever you'd like." denise explained

i sat there on the bed and listened as she explained things to me, they told me what happened after i was shot.

carl let me see the wound he had. his eyes were very pretty, to bad he lost one..

i remember everything about him, it was the others that were the problem. i didn't know if the memories i was seeing was real or not.

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a few weeks went by, and everyone told me i was back to who i used to be. which was good.

i walked around alexzandria. enid talked to me, i talked with her. i felt bad for her..

she didn't have anyone to talk with, her boyfriend died while the walkers got in, and the person she'd been seeing was also dead.

daryl and rick went out for supplies, mom and dad stayed inside. he took care of her while i wasn't home.

it felt right to call them 'mom and dad' i tested it out a few times in the past. they seemed comfortable with it.

everyday i wake up im grateful that i remember everyone. there was a person who freaked out a couple days ago because they didn't know who anyone was.

his kids cried, everyone in that room did. he told them. "i want nothing to do with people i don't know", denise had them leave the room.

haven't seen that family together since.

i parted from enid, i told her she could come back home with me if she wanted to. she didn't think there was a place here for her.

she saved my mom and dad. there was definitely a place for her here.

i walked back to the house, she hesitated but she went in the other house, i lived in a separate house, with carl and carol. i have from the beginning.

i went up stairs, i just wanted to look at the photos i took, the polaroid photos. i still had them, even after all this time.

i pulled them out of my nightstand and i stared at them, i didn't have any photos of the first group i was with. but i do have some of everyone in the prison. and the most recent one is when we all first got here.

i also took separate ones, they included, mom and dad, me and carl. carl, michonne, rick and judith, abraham, eugene, and rosita. gabriel and rick.

there was one that i liked more than the rest. it was with me, mom and dad. they looked happy. they'd been laughing when took the photo.

i made some stupid joke and they thought it was funny. wasn't very funny, at least to me. there was one last photo in the dresser.

it was a photo from before.., i only really recognized three people in that photo.

my uncle, sister and little brother. it made me wonder about where they could be. i hadn't been thinking about them, the best thing for them is to be dead.

i wouldnt want a little boy to be living in a world like this. to grow up and see people dying. it's not the life i wish for anyone to have really.

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