Don't Dream It's Over // Glenn Rhee

Chapter 25

"Yeah, you were. What the hell?" 

Kira

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Being the one to tell Rick about Lori and her pregnancy was the biggest mistake I've ever made. But it was an honest mistake. With the way Rick had approached Glenn and I, I was sure Lori had told him about the pregnancy. And I was sure he knew. But as the conversation went, it was determined he hadn't known all along. Now that's out in the open with Rick, it's up to me to apologize to Lori for my mistake. Make things right with her somehow. Hopefully she isn't as pissed off as I feel she is. She hasn't once looked in my direction for the rest of the night. I saw her and Rick talking out by the fields and it seemed like a pretty heated argument. She cried. Rick raised his voice at her. So maybe things worked out between them. I hope they did. I guess we'll know later if Lori took the pills or not. I just hope Rick isn't the type to force something on her that she doesn't want to know. Maybe they talked things out. Maybe they made a decision together. Maybe. Just maybe. 

It's the next morning. Last night, Dale, Glenn and I got together. After taking some time and rethinking everything, we came to the agreement of telling the others about the barn full of walkers. Dale wanted to say something, but Glenn wanted to be the one to speak up about it. With all the pressure he's been holding of the secret, I guess speaking it out himself will give him the relief he needs rather than letting Dale or myself telling. 

For the most part, everyone's quiet. We're all gathered around eating breakfast. Andrea scraped away at her knife, sharpening it. The fire pit cracked and popped as Carol works on the eggs, cooking them in the pan. 

I glance off to the side, seeing Maggie standing on her front porch. Her arms are folded over her chest as she glares down Glenn from across the yard. She shakes her head, signaling him to keep himself quiet. Glenn and I turn our heads over to Dale, who stood off to the side camp, nodding his head, signaling Glenn to tell the group. Glenn rubs his chin and stands up. He moves off to the side, rubbing his hands together nervously.

"Um, guys..." He speaks up. Everyone doesn't seem to give him their attention. Some continue to stare down at their plates and eating, others glance at him. "So...barns full of walkers." If anybody would drop a pen right now, it'd be the loudest. As soon as those words left his mouth, everyone's eyes lock on Glenn. 

"W-What do you mean?" Carol questions. 

"What do you mean? What are you saying?" Andrea demands answers. 

"Uh, Hershel has a barn full of walkers." Glenn explains. Shane drops his plate and marches right for the barn.

"Shane. Shane!" Rick calls. Everyone drops what they're doing and follows after Shane. Everyone stands in a line in front of the barn. Shane slowly approaches the chained doors and peaks through a small hole. From where we all stood, we could hear the walkers moans and groans from inside. A loud snarl fills our ears and Shane backs away.

"You cannot tell me you're all right with this." Shane growls at Rick.

"No, I'm not, but we're guests here. This isn't our land." Rick reminds Shane.

"God, this is our lives!" Shane raises his voice.

"Lower your voice." Glenn calls.

"We can't just sweep this under the rug." Andrea argues.

"It ain't right. Not remotely." T adds.

"Okay, we either gotta go in there, we gotta make things right or we just gotta go." Shane quickly declares. "Now we have been talking about Fort Benning for a long time."