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

Chapter 52

Kira

"When we have the time to sit on our ass and feel sorry for ourselves, we take that time."

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I find Michonne standing by the basketball net. She leans against the pole, arms folded over her chest as she kept her eyes on the ground. Glenn had passed by us, but he doesn't say a word, or even glanced at us. I was nervous walking up to Michonne, but I built up my courage and did it anyways. 

"Michonne." I softly call. She picks her head up, making eye contact with me. I will say, she's a bit intimidating with the way she looks at us. And how she's always so silent. "I'm really sorry about that." I begin. She lightly tilts her head to the side. I wasn't sure whether she wanted me to continue explaining myself, but I did so anyway. "I just...I've been stressed lately. You know, being taken and all. And I just....there's a lot going. The Governor, Daryl taking off, Rick losing his mind, everyone's on edge over everything. We don't know what's going to happen. But all we're all hoping nothing bad happens to any of us." Michonne nods her head, agreeing silently.

"You'll figure it out. From what I hear, you people sure know how to get yourselves out of trouble." She says. I chew on the side of my lip. 

"Usually, we have Rick to thank for. Now, he's not in the greatest headspace." She turns her head, glancing out to the woods, probably eyeing around for Rick.

"My presence here probably makes things worse for him anyways. Hershel says I can leave by tomorrow. I'll be fit for travel by then. Thanks for the hospitality." She maneuvers around me, but I stop her in her tracks.

"Thanks for saving my life. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be standing here right now." Michonne gives me a simple nod, accepting my greatest gratitude. "And for what it's worth, Michonne. I think you've earned a place here. With us. You...You don't have to go, if you don't want to." She brings a shoulder up, lightly smiling and shrugging.

"I don't think it's really up to me." She says.

"Who, Rick?" I question. "No offense to him, but he's not in any position to make any decisions right now. I'm not entirely sure who should be making any decisions, but if there's any say if you stay or go, I voting for you to stay. And I hope you do." She shows me a small smile, nodding her head. 

"Kira, you'd better get inside." I turn my head and see Maggie quickly approaching us. She's got worry in her eyes and it soon made me worried. "My dad sent me to find you. Maybe you can help." She calls. Michonne and I join Maggie. We walk up the stairs and enter inside the cell block. Glenn and Carl are down on the floor. Glenn has a map drawn out on the floor made from chalk. Beth, Carol, Axel, Hershel, and Jack all stood around watching and listening to their conversation.

"You said you found Tyreese' group here?" Glenn asks Carl. Carl shifts.

"Yeah." He answers.

"We secured this." Glenn frowns.

"He thought he came through here." Carl points to the drawn map. 

"Means there's another breach." Glenn sighs. He rubs his forehead. "Okay. The whole front of the prison is unsecure. If walkers just strolled in, then it's gonna be cake for a group of armed men."

"Why're we even so sure he's goin to attack?" Beth asks. "Maybe you scared him off."

"He had fish tanks full of heads. Walkers and humans. Trophies. He's coming." Michonne speaks up. Not only are we dealing with a dangerous man, we're dealing with a psychopath.