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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(16 weeks pregnant — 3 months)
season 5, episode 11 (part 2)
As soon as the sun set, we were out of the barn. Rick said his goodbyes to me, Carl, and Judith with a kiss on the head or a pat on the back, while he offered a curt nod to the others.
My stomach swirled anxiously as I watched Rick get into the car without me by his side, it was strange being away from him since we had been practically inseparable for the last 3 weeks.
Abraham was driving the RV while everyone else was scattered around, sleeping, eating, or softly talking to one another. I sat in one of the cushiony chairs, my hands resting on my stomach.
We were right behind Rick, Michonne, Aaron, and Glenn, but I couldn't help but continue to feel a raging storm stir within me. The first few minutes of the car ride were calm and steady, which only worsened my anxious state.
Something was going to happen. I had a strange feeling.
I glanced around the RV, trying to distract myself from the strange feeling that settled in my gut. I tried to convince myself it was just morning sickness from the pregnancy, even though in my heart I knew it wasn't.
Carl sat across from me, staring out the window with his fingers tapping against his knee in a silent beat, and Judith sleeping peacefully in his arms. I felt a small smile curl on my lips at the sight, my eyes watching the two closely.
Maggie sat to my right, her head lying against my shoulder as she slept soundlessly, her eyes fluttering every time we hit a bump in the road. To my left was Sasha, her eyes trained on the window as well, though there would be a few times we'd catch each other's eyes.
Rosita, Tara, and Eugene were huddled together, eating a can of spaghetti o's. I thought Rosita and Eugene's friendship was odd initially, considering Eugene obviously had a small crush on the woman, and she yelled at him every chance she got– but they seemed considerably close.
Carol and Daryl were sitting together in the back of the RV, their voices low as they exchanged quiet words. Although Carol seemed to do the most talking while Daryl was mindlessly sharpening his cross-bow bolts.
Both Gabriel and Noah were sitting alone by themselves at the opposite ends of the RV, each lost in their thoughts. Gabriel had his eyes closed, though I could tell he was awake because of the movements of his lips as if he were talking to someone.
Noah on the other hand just silently sat, his knees up to his chest as he stared out the window, a sad look in his eyes. I felt terrible for the kid, understanding exactly what he was going through.
