Roses (Glenn Rhee x reader)

38| Again.

sorry in advance. hate me later.

Y/n POV

"Y/n?" I heard someone say nervously. I looked up from where I was sitting. I was by the toilet. I was getting sick. That's what I thought it was. I had been throwing up for a good bit.

"Yeah?" I croaked out as I wiped my face. I flushed the toilet and I stood up.

"Are you okay?" I heard Patrick say. "Do you want me to get Glenn?" He asked as he fidgeted with his hands. I looked up at him and shook my head.

"No, I'm okay." I said as I went over to the sink. "Isn't it time for story time?" I asked him as I splashed water on my face.

"Yeah" Patrick nodded and looked down. "I hope you're okay" Patrick mumbled out as he quickly walked out of the room.

I looked at myself in the mirror. Something was wrong, I don't normally get sick like this. All of this felt way too familiar. Like scary familiar.

I rushed to the room where we kept our medical supplies. I rushed around grabbing and knocking over shit. I didn't care. I opened up the last drawer and picked up a few tests.

A lot of the lady's here went around getting knocked up all the time. But I'm not supposed to. I can't have that all over again. I grabbed two tests and went back into the bathroom. I closed the curtain and I did what I have to.

I went back into an extra closet and locked the door. The tests were on the other side of the room and I sat there and hugged my knees to my chest. I sat there fighting back the tests.

It's been longer than 20 minutes. I couldn't bring myself over to look at them. I heard footsteps walking by and hushed voices. Anyone would be trying to get in the closet by now. I went over and grabbed the tests.

I flipped them over and my heart stopped. Positive. I threw them on the ground and I fought back the tears. I want going to start crying over this. I took a. Deep breath and shoved them in my back pocket and got out of the closet.

I wasn't going to tell Glenn. I couldn't. I chocked back a sob as I walked outside. Many people walked past me smiling and waving and it was all like a blur. I knew some people were out on a run, Like Daryl.

I looked and when I found Rick. I collapsed in front of him. Tears were now streaming down my face as I held on to him. He held me up by my shoulders. I saw his mouth moving back I couldn't pick up anything he was saying.

"Rick...I'm pregnant" I whispered.

...

I woke up to lying in my bed. Covers were pulled round me and my shoes were lying by the bed. Rick was sitting in one of the seats waiting for me to wake up. When I sat up on my bed he sat up straighter and looked at me.

"You passed out. I took you into your room. Glenn doesn't know" Rick said quickly as he looked at my face. I sighed in relief. I brought my legs closer to my chest.

"I don't know how this had happened" I mumbled out as I silently cursed myself.

"How long are you?" Rick asked me. Pregnancy was a touchy subject to the both of us. I lost my baby and he lost his wife.

"No idea. Have to see Hershel. We're safe right?" I asked him, if we were safe I could successfully have this baby without any worry.

"Yes, you don't have to worry" Rick said as he held his hand in mine. "What you do need to do is go see Hershel" Rick instructed me. I nodded my head. He helped me get out of bed.

The walk down wasn't so long. It was actually kinda peaceful. I had been sick a couple of weeks, throwing up in the morning but I just assumed it was because of what ever bad animal Daryl had brought back.

When we made it there Rick kissed my head before I left. Hershel was sitting on his bed, I slowly came in and he had a big smile on his face.

"How are you, Y/n?" Hershel asked kindly as he noticed me walk in. I smiled a tiny bit holding back tears.

"I think...I'm pregnant again" I whispered the last part. I knew he could hear me judging by the look on his face. His face went pale.

"Oh dear" He mumbled. I nodded my head and took a seat next to his bed on one of the chairs. "Does Glenn know?"

"No" I said quickly as I fiddled with the ring on my finger. "I'm afraid to tell him" I mumbled. He nodded his head. "I just want to know how far along I am" I said quietly, it seemed mostly more to myself then anything.

...

"2 months pregnant" I spat at Michonne, I've been avoiding Glenn all day. We were talking in one of the guard towers. I wasn't upset anymore I was just angry how careless Glenn and I could be.

"But your not showing" Michonne said as she looked at my stomach.

"Hershel said it was a rare condition where you don't like show. My cousin had it one time, one day she went to the hospital for stomach pains and she had a baby" (true story) I said as I leaned back on the wall.

"Are you okay?" She asked me as she leaned next to me, I nodded and looked over to her.

"Yeah, just this time I won't go into bars hoping to get shot" I sourly joked at the thought. I saw her close her eyes a little. I told her everything, which was a lot of catching up to do,

"I think you need to tell Glenn. He deserves to know" She said to me. I knew she was right, but we weren't a normal couple where I could announce it and then we could cry and be happy together.

"I know" I nodded my head. I was afraid of ending up like Lori. But things were better now and I could have this baby safely.