"We need more bandages, peroxide and lots of amoxocillian." I say politely to Daryl. Him and Rick are going on another run today.
"What's this on the bottom?" He grunts and I stare at it, trying to look at my awful handwriting.
"Oh, it's for Mason. Any type of candy will do. He's been kinda down lately..."
"Yeah, I could tell. How are you and Carl? Is he still being a prick?" I nod in response and reply with a small 'yeah'.
"He's just, changed since we got here. Like it's getting to his head. I don't know."
"You miss him?"
"What's this got to do with the run Daryl?" I say, rather quickly.
"Just askin'. He's a good kid, I just don't get why he did that."
Because I wasn't good enough. I wasn't as pretty as she was. I'm not smart or agile. I'm nothing compared to her.
"Sorry Daryl, it's just... hard ya know?" He nods his head.
"I'll see ya soon Mary." He says while walking off. I wave goodbye and shout a quick 'bye. Be safe.'
I walk back to my house and can't see Carly or Mason anywhere. Mason's probably in his room and Carly is probably with some other Alexandrians. She's been a lot more social, but not enough.
"Mason?" I call out, walking upstairs.
"What the fuck do you want?" Ummmmm excuse me?
"Excuse me-"
"No excuse you. You can't come in here and treat me like a freaking kid. I'm twelve now. Years have pasted and yet you're still treating me like I'm three. I know what death is, sadness and anger. I've experienced it. It's just bullshit!"
"Bullshit comes into life if you like it or not. You can't... disappear or take it away. It's gonna happen, whether you like it or not. Just... you just have to deal with it."
"Is that why you cry yourself to sleep?"
"That's got nothing-"
"Oh is it because everyone left you? Ollie? Alex? Mom? Chris? Carl?"
"You don't know anything you little shit!"
"But I do! I'm not some kid! You couldn't even protect... Sam, Chris, Jamie. You can't do anything! You can't protect me! I know the world so stop treating my like I don't understand you heartless bitch." He pushes past me but I grab his arm and attempt to hug him.
Mason hugs back and crys into my shirt. I have tears trickling down my face aswell.
"The world is tough but together we are tougher." Corny I know but it was kinda true.
"Corny piece of shit." Mason giggled into my shirt. I smiled and let go off him.
"Together, yeah?" I whisper, wiping my eyes.
"Yeah."
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"Mason! Don't touch that." I say to him while grabbing the piece of equipment from his hand. He smirked before sitting down at my desk.
"So, you work here?" Mason asks, fiddling with some papers.
"Yeah. Gonna be here a long time hopefully."
He scoffed and continued looking around. Tara and Denise have gone to see Abraham and Rosita and the rest of the group.
Mason yawned and laid down on the desk. His hair was getting quite long now. It needed a good cut, that's for sure. His light- brown hair is slowly turning into a darker brown, like mine. I could tell we got it from Dad.
"I shouldn't be here for too long." I say to Mason as I kiss the top of his head. "Carly should be home, you can go if you want?"
He nodded and ambled to the door lazily. I laughed at his tiredness and said goodbye.
I stayed in the place a while longer, sorting through papers and such and mostly dancing around to music.
I heard a knock at the door and I immediately turned my music down.
Rick and Daryl were at the door, holding a man with long hair, a beard and a beanie. Rick had his arms and Daryl his legs. He was asleep primarily.
"Hi, uh... what can I help you with?" I asked them both who just rolled their eyes.
"He needs medicine and some treatment. Is Denise here?" Rick says and I look at him with wide eyes.
"I-I can do it. Denise is out." I said to them both.
"Are you sure-"
"Rick she's fine." Daryl interrupts.
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"He's okay now. Take him where ever." I said to them both. They nodded and left with him.
"What a fucking day." I said to myself. It's ten thirty now and I'm so tired but I do have work to do.
After, what feels like, two hours, I hear another knock at the door.
I open it and see Katy, Mikey, Kira, Carl, and some other teenagers from school.
"Um... Hey?" I say to them all.
"Wanna come to my place? We're having a paaarrrtttyy!" Katy slurs loudly, holding out a bottle of alcohol.
"I'm kinda busy-"
"Stop with the bullshit and come!" Carl says holding Kira close to him. I roll my eyes and grab my stuff.
"Whatever. I'll be there in a few." I say to them all as they run down the street. I shake my head and lock up.
What are you doing? You're going to a party with your ex -boyfriend and his new girlfriend.
Wow.
A/N
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OMG DID YOU GUYS SEE THE NEW MICHONNE GAME BY TELLTALE??? IT'S SOOO GOOD
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO SAY LMAO
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FanfictionIt really hurt me you know? Even after months and months. It broke me. Caused me pain. But in all of this confusion and agony, it changed me. I don't know if it's for the better but better than I expected. You broke my heart; but it didn't feel li...
