>Sophia<
I woke up to the sound of the door opening.
"Morning, Sophia right?" A beautiful young woman with dark brown hair stood in the doorway.
"Yeah, if you don't mind me asking who are you?"
"Tara, hi I'm Tara" She walked over to me extending her hand.
I shook her hand.
"Sophia"
"I know, I've heard a lot about you darling" She said smiling.
"Oh"
My head turned towards the staircase as footsteps occurred. I flinched at the sound.
"Sophia, calm down it's just me" The redneck walked towards me bending down and placing a kiss on my forehead.
I smiled at him as he smiled back.
I've missed him like there was no tomorrow.
"I missed you too Sophia, look we're having a welcoming party for you late afternoon so you can't stay here"
I shook my head coming out of my thoughts.
"Huh?"
"You were thinking out loud" Tara spoke.
"Oh" I said, looking down.
Daryl shifted and Tara perched herself on the side of couch.
"If you don't want to have the party-"
" No, I, I do" I stuttered.
I want to meet everyone, it'd be great terrifying, but great to meet my old friends again and Carl would be there.
Man do I want to talk to him, but he seems....
different,
stronger
empty.
"Alright then!" Tara chirped, it made me snap out of my thoughts.
"Earlier Maggie left some clothes for you just over there" Tara pointed to a futon, a bunch of neatly folded clothes perched on top.
Maggie.... I remember her, beautiful brown hair, gleaming green eyes and a country voice that warmed my heart.... her boyfriend Glenn.
I looked up to realize Daryl and Tara had left.
I jumped off of the couch, showered once again and brushed my teeth. I grabbed a book from the bookshelf and just read and read and read....
*3 hours later*
I admired my outfit in the floor length mirror. A beige skirt which flowed and was elegant, it came just above my knees, luckily my bruises didn't travel any lower than where the skirt ended, they still sting and ache, but they're turning yellow, that's good. The soft plain black long sleeve top that was tucked into my skirt, hid the bruises on my chest and arms. It was all finished off with black ballerina shoes.
"Here we go" I whispered to myself.
