𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆, rick grimes

invisible string

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-A string that pulled me
Out of all the wrong arms right into that dive bar
Something wrapped all of my past mistakes in barbed wire
Chains around my demons, wool to brave the seasons
One single thread of gold tied me to you.
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Audrey Kinton knew she was a shitty person.

The dirty looks cast her way throughout the crappy town in Georgia she'd resided in since her late teens was enough evidence to infer confidently that popularity was something she severely lacked. Not that the young woman cared for favours, as she'd grown used to the prejudice pricks that cast their disgusted gaze over her form as she stumbled past them wherever the fuck she was, and for that she'd grown into the role, too. Constantly picking unnecessary fights stimulated by nothing but anger and a cynical mind, spending the night hunched over in a cell for her 'disrespectful manner'; staring at the gum stuck to the floor and the odd blue bottle that buzzed eternally against the barred window, never ceasing but only fuelling a dull ringing inside her head.
Audrey was no stranger to the cold shoulder shoved against her due to her place within society. And for that she hated the world and the people within it. She hated them all and would gladly express it. For the world had kicked her to the curb as a child, and who was she to play nice to those who violated her?

Audrey expected fully that she'd die alone, probably do it herself eventually if she'd drank enough to allow the thoughts she tried so damn hard to repress the freedom that they yearned for. She wasn't suicidal in that kind of sense, she just believed she'd one day grow bored of living life alone, consumed by anger and swamped by loneliness, and ending her life would finally provide some sort of sweet freedom to a place of rest, not that Audrey believed in God or anything- she didn't necessarily think of Heaven, she just knew that wherever she'd end up would be better than the cruel world she didn't ask to be brought into. For she had no hope, no loyalty to stick to anything but her self, no friends- at least not anymore, for the only true friend she ever had was lost in the time of the town Audrey lived in before this one.

Oh how she missed him, his dark blonde hair that despite how many times he ran his hands though it, it would never look presentable- and his brooding face and curled scowl that only lifted when he was around her. The smell of pine and cigarette smoke that lingered on his scarred skin. She missed it all. She fucking loved that boy in the purest way, but her shitty parents had gone and lost their jobs and relocated themselves, dragging Audrey with them.

She never saw that boy again, the boy she loved so much she would call him her goddamn brother.

So when Earth finally cracked and death bled through her supple skin, Audrey Kinton was reborn in the strangest most controversial sense. The young woman, convinced she would never be loved in the way humans were meant to be, finally had a chance. Even as death was consuming the majority of humanity and claiming people as its own, Audrey Kinton had no idea that the end of the world was the start of her life- for she would laugh, cry and love with people she swore to fuck she was destined to hate.

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-Time, wondrous time
Gave me the blues and then purple pink skies
And it's cool, baby, with me
And isn't it just so pretty to think
All along there was some
Invisible string
Tying you to me?
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