19. Getting Out

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"I have a will for survival. So you can hurt me and hurt me some more." The Troubles// U2 ft. Lykke Li

Alex's *POV*

As I regained consciousness, I slowly sat up and opened my eyes to find that the smoke had cleared. People were still coughing, trying to regain their breath. "Everyone okay?" I asked, leaning up against the box car as I breathe in and out.

"Where's Glenn?! Did they take him?" Maggie asked.

"I think so. I tried to hold on to Daryl, but he's gone."

"We're not getting out of here, are we?" Vanessa asked, holding on to Ryan as they stood up.

"No, we are. That's my dad out there. He's got it." Carl said.

I placed my hand on his shoulder in comfort and smiled slightly. "Yeah, he's got this, kid." I said.

Minutes later as everyone started to get up, we went back to planning things out, ready to fight our way out. We had went back to working on homemade weapons, so we can use them to fight. Maggie and I had stood together, with Glenn, by the light that was shinning through from the crack of the door. Being next to them, it made me feel incredibly lucky to have found them. And Rick was right, these people... they were in for a surprise once they find out about all of us.

Suddenly, the box car had shook from an explosion that had went off outside.  Everyone had approached the front door of the box car and looked at each other questionably.

"What the hell was that?!" Sasha said, as she walked to me. We peaked through, trying to see what had happened.

"I don't know! All I see is smoke again." I panicked.

"Was it us? Did we do it?" Maggie asked.

"I don't know..." I said. "I don't know." I said quietly. I tried to open the doors but they wouldn't move, but trying couldn't harm me.

"It's not going to open! It's locked." Ryan said.

"Oh, it's locked?! I had no idea!" I turned around and yelled sarcastically.

"Alex-"

"No! Just shut up- both of you!" I yelled, as I cut off Vanessa. "We need to get out of here."

"And how do you suggest we do that?" Vanessa said. I sighed and turned around.

"We wait." Maggie said.

"Wait? As in do nothing?" Vanessa snickered.

"We are doing something. Rick is out there. I know him, so does Carl. Maggie, Michonne." I motioned to them next to me. "Our people are out there. There's nothing they can't handle." I said confidently.

That's exactly what we're doing." Michonne spoke. "Our people are out there." She repeated from me. "They're coming to us. You just gotta trust us."

The box car had swung open and we all jolted back. Our weapons were in our hands, ready to fight when we needed. We were going to get out of here, no matter how many people were outside trying to stop us. A figure had walked toward us through the smoke.

"It's them." I call out to everyone.

"Come on!"

I jumped down from the box car and found Daryl's arms. Grabbing onto him, we looked at each other in assurance, making sure we were both okay. All of us gathered together and started running like Rick had.

"There's walkers! Head for the fence!" Rick yelled, as he started to kill the walkers that were coming our way.

This is probably the first time I've ever killed more than one walker at a time. There were so many coming from different directions. We were all scurrying around, trying to get to the fence and leave. I managed to get more blood and dirt on me more than anyone, as walkers tried grabbing at me. One of them even knocked me down, but I managed to take its eyes out and push him off of me.

When I stood up, I saw Daryl struggling with a walker by the fence. Running up from behind, I stabbed the walker in the neck, threw it on the concrete floor and smashed the head with my boots.

I looked up and saw Daryl looking at me. "Thanks. You good?" He said.

"Yeah."

"Lets go then." He held out his hand, waiting for me to take it, then pulled me with him as we dean to the fence. Everyone had got over by the time we approached it. The red headed man, went by the name of Abraham. He stood on our side of the fence, waiting for us. With the help of him, we climbed over and stood with our people, hoping that everything was okay now.



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last edit: August 8th, 2019

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