Chapter 20. Moving

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Lexi's POV

  It's been a few weeks, close to a month, since the whole Ally thing. Well my wounds are partially healed and I'm up and moving. The cold air moved farther away and she sun I'd now out. It's till sorta cold but not totally freezing.

  I walked in the back room to change out of my dirty clothes. I changed into one of Carl's flannels and some, ripped skinny jeans. I just put my combat boots back on, gun in its holster and my knife next to my gun. I brushed my hair and walked out.

  There was commotion going on a mile a minute and I ran up to Rick.

"What's going on!?" I yelled over everyone.

" Daryl spotted a heard about a few minutes down the road head our way. Pack all your stuff and find Carl." He said and picked up Judith. I started to panic as I ran to my bag and stuffed all of my belonging in it.

  Everything went quiet as I swung my bag around my back.

"Carl." I whispered and he waved over to me. I walked over to him and he grabbed my hand.

" what ever happens please stay with me. I love you." He said and kissed me. I nodded and Daryl came out and told everyone it's safe out the back. We followed everyone out and through the woods. I occasionally saw spray paint on trees. I guess a way back to the road.

  I heard growls behind me and turned around. The walkers caught up to us! I kicked one and it sent a few tumbling to the ground.

"We have to go!" I yelled and everyone started running faster. When we made it to the road it was clear but I continued running. When everyone got up a hill we turned around and saw a small herd behind us down the road.

"Okay everyone! Keep walking. Don't kill them until they get too close." Rick announced. No one really said anything, we just kept walking.

  I grabbed my water bottle from my bag and took a small drink, putting it back.

" are you okay?" Carl asked me and I looked up at him. I gave him a small smile and gave his hand a tight squeeze.

"Aren't I always." I said and he smiled.

There was a million things in my head. Where we gonna go? How far is it? Is it safe? How many of us will last till we get there?

  The last one is the worst. I can't imagine any of us dying, even tho I know it will happen some day.

I shook the thought out of my head and looked forward, continuing walking with the others.

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