Roses (Glenn Rhee x reader)

25| Gone

Y/n POV

When we pulled up to the prison I saw Carol quickly open the gate and Carl was waiting there as well near Carol. It felt good to be home and safe behind the walls but I was dreading what was coming.

"Drive em up, I'll meet you there"Rick told Maggie as he helped me get out of the car as well. I watched as Rick went straight to Carl and gave him a hug. "Thank god" Rick mumbled.

"Where's Hershel?" I asked as I knew Hershel would have to do a lot.

"He's in the cell block." Carl said as he pointed along. And then he gave me a bone crushing hug.

"Where's Daryl?" Carol asked as she held her stomach, Rick looked over at me and I went over to her.

"It's all right. He's alive. We ran into our brother. They went off." I told her sweetly. I saw the look on her face.

"He left?" She asked me. I nodded my head, she looked around, "Daryl left?" She asked again. "He's gone? Is he coming back?" I didn't say anything because I didn't know.

She pulled away and walked over to the gate. "Gone?" She asked again. It was kinda annoying that she seemed so heartbroken but I brushed the thoughts off, we walked up the hill and Carl held on to my hand.

"And Oscar?" Carl asked as he looked up at us. I looked down.

"No" I whispered, he let go and closed the gate with ikr Carol cried intros Rick's arms. Carl ran back up to walk with us the rest of the way. It was quiet and it really have you time to think.

I wasn't angry at them for leaving. I honestly think Daryl didn't want me to go because he knew I would be safe with Rick and the others. I think he only went with Merle because he felt like he owned it to him to go along.

When we walked back up we were greeted with hugs from the others. And I smiled and tried my best. To as well. I went inside with Glenn as we walked side by side.

When I walked in there were people there. Carl stood closely watching them. There was a black girl and a black guy who stood close together. And two white men. They looked tired and kind of out of it, the black girl smiled at me and I smiled back at her.

Rick walked up and over to them back in our cell block. I knew Rick wasn't going to react well and I needed to be there. Just in case shit goes south.

Beth came down with the baby and Rick took him in his arms and she started to cry. She started to wail almost and Rick looked around and he seemed like he was about to pass out almost. Beth quickly took the baby back and she stopped crying.

I stayed with Glenn after Hershel fixed him up. I sat on our shared bed together. And we sat in silence.

"When you said...that Merle fought your dad's friends, why?" Glenn asked, he looked over at me. And I let out a small sigh.

"Well, when I was around 4 I think, Daryl was about 11 and Merle was 18 I think. Not sure. You know my dad was a drunk, well when he had friends over and when my dad passed out most nights his friends would go into my room. I blocked out half of the memories. Most of them tried to touch me or something but I would scream for Merle or Daryl and they would come in. Merle would always beat the shit out of them while Daryl took me in an another room to try and calm me down. That's until Merle started to sleep in my room with me, he would stay up all night waiting for them to try and come into my room" I said as I bit my finger nails thinking about it.

"I'm sorry-" Glenn tired to say before I cut him off.

"Don't say that. It's not your fault, and I like to think everything happens for a reason. I know that you don't see Merle like I do. I don't blame you. But growing up we always lived in fight. Well Daryl and Merle did. Our dad barely ever hit me. But when he did it was always when Merle and Daryl weren't around" I said as I thought about it. I stopped crying about shit like that. I got up and lifted up the back of my shirt.

There was a couple of small scares on my back. It wasn't as bad as Daryl's and I knew that. Daryl and Merle didn't know about me, they always assumed our dad never went that far with me. Glenn stood up and I felt his fingers slowly trace the scars. I flinched at the sudden touch.

"I'm so sorry" Glenn said as he kissed my shoulder. I leaned into his touch.

"You shouldn't be. It's okay" I said as I turned around to face him. I cupped his face and I looked into his eyes. "I'm sorry. I was so worried about you" I said as I rested my forehead on his.

"I know. The whole time I thought about you and that's how I got myself out of there" Glenn said as he gave me a small smile.

I leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his lips. I put my hands around his face before he groaned in pain.

"Sorry" I mumbled as I pulled away. When I saw his face I couldn't help but laugh a little.

"I'm going to kill your brother" Glenn said as he groaned in on and sat down on the bed.

"Me too" I said as I leaned back on the bed. I didn't want to worry about all of the stuff that could be happening eventually.