The Sheriff (Rick Grimes ff) (ON HOLD)

26; Romantic Feelings

Maggie's POV.

My over-protective-sister-mode cranked up as I marched down the walkway outside the prison. Daryl, Rick, Glenn, Michonne and Carl were currently working on the fence. Building it up and fixing what the Governor had broken.

Lucy was playing with Judith, so now was the perfect time to go and confront Rick. Okay, I know I promised Lucy that I wasn't going to "teach him a lesson about love", but he went too far. And I can't let him hurt my sister like that. Besides, all we are gonna do is have a harmless chat.

"Rick!" I called out for him as I approached the working crew. He stopped working and looked up in alarm from the tone of my voice.

He handed Carl his hammer and walked over to me. I crossed my arms beneath my breast and set a glare on my face.

"Yeah?" He asked, now standing about two feet away from me.

"We have some talking to do." I said.

"Yeah, well, I don't have time for thi-"

I was quick to cut him off, "Well, your gonna make time. Earlier today, you spoke with my sister. You hurt her feelings, you little-"

Now it was his turn to cut me off, "Listen, I was angry and grieving. I didn't mean what I said, okay?"

I narrowed my eyes at him, "So you didn't mean what you said about your not my family?"

He shook his head, "No, I didn't mean that, I swear."

I raised one eyebrow at him skeptically, "Do you like her?"

He sighed and switched his weight to his other foot impatiently.

"Yes, I like everyone in this group."

I rolled my eyes, "Ugh, not like that. Do you like her?"

"I don't know what you mean?" He said innocently.

I looked him in the eye. He knew exactly what I meant by 'like'.

"Answer. The. Question. Do you have feelings for Lucy Greene?"

He was silent for a long time. My stomach twisted in knots and for a second, I regretted coming down here. Maybe he really didn't love her. Maybe he just considered her as a friend. Maybe he-

"I think so." He muttered quietly.

"What?" I asked in disbelief.

"I think I love her." He said a little louder, but only so that I could hear.

I softened my expression. My hands fell to my side. I licked my lips before speaking again.

"Well, maybe you should tell her that."

"I-I know. And I will." He said.

"Don't hurt her again, Rick." I told him.

"I won't. I don't like seeing her hurt." He nodded once, while squinting from the harsh glare of the hot Georgia sun.