A Different World AU

One Month In Difference

#Andrew's pov#

#Same time#

One month. One whole month since the... event I guess you could call it happened. After managing to get through the walkers and making our way to Denise's place, we could finally get Chandler to safety. Well for now. Danai in front of me couldn't control the tears running down her cheeks in heavy flows, I have never seen her cry before, ever. And Chandler... I was so worried he just wasn't going to make it. He is like my son, scratch that, is my son. Before long the tears were now blurring my vision, I could feel the numbness coming over again. It was just like when I lost the love of my life, Chandler's mother. I couldn't control my rage, I had to let it loose, and killing was the only way in my mind. I ignored the calls from Danai as I grab the ax near the front door and once opened, step out into their world. I was taking this place back, for good. And every single one of these bastards who did this to my family and my son are going to pay!

#Lauren's pov#

Running was the only thing I was doing. I was running alongside Steven, Abraham, Sasha and Norman, making our way towards the small group of our people, taking on the walkers. Hand to hand, face to face. It was a gruesome sight no doubt. The quicker we ran, the faster we got there, just in time to see the miracle. Everyone was pulling together and killing the walkers! They were all working together! The amount faith they must have in each other, is astounding. I couldn't believe my eyes. For such a horrid sight it was indeed beautiful.

#Don't even know how many hours later#

Wow. That was the only word I could find right now. We did it. We got this place back! We actually for once won! We won against them! It payed alright though, we were all exhausted beyond belief.

''Have some of this'' Steven says sitting down beside me on the small deck to Denise's house. We were all gathered around here, making sure we were here for the injured ones inside. I look to him and nod, grabbing the water bottle from his hand and take a sip. I pop the lid back on and toss it back to him. We laugh.

Then stopped.

People inside there could be dying. We have lost so many people. We can't lose more. Norman and the other guy is fine, just some scratches and few minor wounds that need to be checked. Norman... Him and his rocket made quite the show. He is such a genius without even realizing it.

''Will Chandler be okay?" I ask Steven, looking at the ground in front of me. That boy. He has been through so much and is so young, still so young. I feel a warmth over my knee. His hand.

''I don't know'' He says honestly. None of us really do. Right now all we could do was all wait outside, waiting to hear the news.

#Andrew's pov#

I walk into the room Chandler was laying. He was on the bed, a bandage wrapped around his eye, he was looking pale. All of him was. I walk over and sit on the chair slowly, tears still flooding my vision. Starring at my boy laying in my bed, he just looked so innocent, like he was still 10 years old and still had the world in his hands. That was certainly not the case. If only he could ever have his childhood back.

''Chandler...'' I begin, chocking on my tears. I cleared my throat and began again.

''Chandler... I thought living behind these walls for so long that maybe they couldn't learn..." I begin to tell my unconscious son.

''But today I saw what they could do. What we could do if we work together. We'll rebuild the walls.We'll expand the walls. There will be more. There's gotta be more." So I began to explaining while sobbing. I told him about the feeling I was having again, One that I haven't felt since the hospital.

''I wanna show you the new world Chandler'' I say my voice indeed breaking, I reach for his hand and grip tightly.

''I wanna make it a reality for you. Please, Chandler'' I say, now shaking my hand looking down to the ground, sobbing. I wept for my son, who could be possibly dying. I drop my head further, the blood rushing to my head but I didn't care.

I kept holding onto his hand, hoping for any signs of him being okay.

Then.

There was.

It was so tiny. So small but it was enough.

His finger moved.

It moved.

#Bekky's pov#

#Another month later#

Feeling were old, almost as if they didn't exist anymore. That was a good thing. I glance to my side to see Katelyn still in tow. Unfortunately two weeks ago our 'Gas station' got overrun. It was always going to happen but you always hope that it's the place to stay standing. You are always fooled into believing that, you can't switch it off. Now to make sure we avoid that situation, again, after a few days we keep moving. Not waiting for things to get bad.

''Fuck it this is ridiculous, talk to me! You need to tell me how you are! How are you feel-" Katelyn begins to yell at me before I jump to cover her mouth. I swear she could be an idiot. Can she not tell we are out in the middle of the woods? I glare at her.

''Are you fucking stupid or what?" I seethe at her. She was getting on my left nerve, you know because that's a thing.

''You just can't bottle everything up! You need to let go! You need to talk!" She screams again once I removed my hand. I slapped her. I actually, physically slapped her with my right hand.

''Don't tell me what I should and shouldn't do, ever" I say to her threateningly, she gulps and lowers her eyes in fear. Good. I shake my head and step forward to begin to walk again. I never thought I would have to literally slap some sense into her.

''Keep up'' I warn knowing she wasn't moving.

''Or I leave you'' I threaten.

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~The world toughened me up~