Days Gone By~ The Walking dead X reader

{Five}

God damnit. Great. Good job. You just gave away your hiding spot.

"Look," I said, "I don't want any problems. Nobody has to get hurt."

"Sure, of course." A women's voice called, I didn't look up to see who it belonged to. "How about you just come out?"

"Yeah, sure." I coughed, "If I do come out, I would really appreciate it if you didn't shoot me."

No one said anything, so you took it as a yes. You got up, gun in hand, and walked out of the woods. Your eyes widened when you saw how many people were there. Glenn stood about 30 feet ahead of me, a gun pointed at him. I walked up and stopped next to him.

"Sup." I nervously said, before turning to Glenn, "Guess that didn't work." He shot me a look for a second, before turning back to face the gun.

"Y/N." I stuck out my hand, receiving a confused look, "My name. Since no one else seemed to be sharing theirs. Nice to meet you." I winked.

An old man climbed down from his spot on the RV in the middle of the camp and walked over to me. He grabbed my hand and shook it, "Finally a civil person around here. Nice to meet you, I'm Dale. Dale Horvath."

"Why are you here?" A lady with long brown hair asked, standing next to a young boy.

"Well," Glenn started, "It's just that we wanted to....join your group?"

I nodded in approval, "Because you know, it's better to have more people around."

The lady rose her eyebrow and shot a glance over to the man that was holding the shotgun. "Well," she gave me a small smile, "I'm okay with it. But you better believe I'll be keeping an eye on the two of you." She grasped my hand and firmly shoot it, "I'm Lori." She gestured to the boy beside her, "and this is my son, Carl."

[sorry for the change of POV. I just find it easier to say 'I' and 'me']