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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(19 weeks pregnant — 5 months)
season 6, episode 8
Everything seemed to be playing on repeat in my head. Over and over again. I could see the same tall building falling in front of us, taking the wall with it. I could see the outline of the walkers as they stumbled through the breach, and I could hear their distinct moans and groans as they wandered in.
It took me a moment before I realized my face was deep in the grass, the only sign of life coming from me being my chest rising up and down viciously. I could feel a warm weight pressed against me, protectively framing my body.
That is until the weight finally released itself, and I was finally able to lift my head, grass, and dirt sticking to my cheek. I immediately saw Rick's body hovering over mine, his protective hands covering my body as he looked over his shoulder.
I didn't have enough time to react as Rick's hands tightened on my body, his voice loud and rapid as he helped me stand to my wobbly feet. My brain barely had enough time to register the herd of walkers limping right towards us, my mind going blank.
"Shit, we gotta go!" Rick exclaimed toward me as he unholstered his Colt Python, he kept a firm hand on my waist, pulling me further and further away from the danger that lurked behind us.
Rick panted as he continued to run, his fear-stricken blue eyes landing on the other civilians. "Everyone, get back! Get into your houses, go!" he ordered loudly.
With that, Rick pulled the trigger of his gun, shooting the first walker his eyes landed on. After that, it was as if I was back into my body, my chest finally able to properly move, my eyes finally able to see– it was as if I was having an out-of-body experience.
My senses snapped back into place, and so I unholstered my Colt Frontier, ready to defend my family. I allowed myself to spew a few shots out of my newly reloaded weapon, keeping an extra eye out for any people.
I looked through the large herd of walkers, my blood running cold at the sight. There were too many creatures to count, and they were taking over our home. How were we supposed to get them out?
"Rick!" I called out, my hand tightening on his.
The ex-sheriff instantly spun his head around at the sound of my voice, his lean body moving closer to mine. "You need to get back home. Make sure Carl and Judith are safe!" he told me quickly.
"No, we need to get back home!" I shouted back, my voice shaking with urgency.
My finger pulled the trigger as a walker invaded my vision, its jaw not even attached to its face. I watched the bullet fly by, wedging itself between the eyes of the creature.
