I woke up about 20 minutes ago and we still wasn't there.
Daryl had seen loads of walkers that he couldn't get through. So he had to take a detour.
Carl and I have been talking about random stuff, like 21 questions and playing silly games. They were terrible but also very fun.
In the middle of a game of rock, paper, scissors, the RV came to a halt and Daryl rushed out with Abraham.
We didn't know what was going on, and it couldn't be a walker because they are talking to it and they've been gone for too long to take out just one or two walkers.
We had stopped in a small town, which looked bad. Rubbish and corpses everywhere. Blood splatted on the walls.
Ollie was screaming and shouting at Daryl and Abraham, but Carol told him to shut up. Which he did after a while because he's afraid of everything.
Daryl came back into the RV and drove around the corner were stood a little factory or office was placed.
We all got out of the RV and walked into the small room.
Daryl came in with a guy who has light brown hair and wore a scarf with some jeans and a checkered shirt like Aaron's.
"Mary! Maggie. He's been hurt. Help him." Abraham ordered. Me and Maggie shot up to help the poor man.
Maggie helped him into another tiny room with a therapy chair (I don't know the name of them) and placed him on it. I got the medical box, or what was left, and walked into the room.
"What happened?" Maggie asked while I checked out his foot. It was just bruised but he could have sprained it.
"I think I tripped and got caught in something. It happened to quick you know?" He said in a polite voice. He seemed nice.
"What's your name?"
"Eric. What are yours?"
"This is Mary and I'm Maggie."
"Shit we don't have any bandages left." I mumbled loud enough to hear.
"Just use your old t-shirt." Maggie suggested. I pulled out my old t-shirt and wrapped it around his ankle.
"You just have a broken ankle." I said nicely with a smile.
"Oh thank you! I didn't want to worry about anything." He chuckled.
We stayed chatting awhile and it turns out he's Aaron's boyfriend. It's really cute. The way Eric talks about him, aw. I ship it so hard: Aaric.
We were talking for about an hour when I hear a loud creak of a door opening. I grab my gun and walk out, pointing it towards the door. Turns out; it's Aaron's car. Everyone was covered in blood or mud.
Aaron burst into the room, looking for Eric. I told him he was in the back room and his face filled with delight and worry. Ollie followed them.
"I don't know about them..." Rick argued.
"You think he'll do anything? One has a busted leg. He ain't going nowhere for a while." Maggie pointed out and Rick just nodded his head in agreement.
"I think it's a good idea if we rest. I'll keep watch-"
"I can do it." I offered. "You need the rest, Rick." Rick nodded and put his things, (Stuff and thangs) on the floor to get comfortable.
I holstered my gun and sat near the door. It was cold and rainy outside so I didn't want to go out.
I was bored so I decided to braid my hair, into a side braid. I can't remember the last time I had my hair like this.
"Mary?" I turned around to face Aaron with a confused look on his face.
"Yeah? You should be resting."
"I just wanted to say thank you for taking care of Eric. He means the world to me."
"You're welcome. Just doing my job." I smiled and turned around to face the cold, wet weather.
"I was serious about that boy. Carl is it?" Aaron asked.
"Yeah. And I don't think he sees me that way. He's just a friend." I said not believing a single word coming out of my mouth. I like Carl. Oh gosh, this is the first time I've actually admitted it.
"Keep believing that." Aaron sarcastically said. "He loves you, why are you denying it?"
"I just- I-" I sighed. "If I get to close to someone they're just gonna leave. Wendy, Ollie, Louise. Alex and Mason. Everyone just going to go, why play the puppet?"
"Because sometimes you have to cut the strings." Aaron said walking away.
'Cutting the strings.' Huh.
I scoffed and got back to work.
This is going to be a long night.
A/N
Hi!
Short chapter and more of a filler but I'm kinda proud of it. Idk.
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