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Sams pov

it felt like months being in the fucking RV. but its only been a couple days.

Dexter said we were getting closer. it was another couple hour away. i feel lile this is a god damn circus, its so fucking hot in this stupid RV i cant have any alone time by myself bc everyone was all up in each other shit.

the only alone time i got was sleeping or chillen in the back of the camper which was quite fucking boring. i must be pmsing.

we were pulling over. i rold my eyes and got out of the rv.

"how far are we ?" rick turned to dexter. thats when we heard a loud voice.

angie.

"are we almost there?!" she yelled. matty and brian behind her it must be her parade going on. i laughed at myself.

"yes, we are." dexter said pulling out a map and continued to talk. "it around 15 more miles"

"thankkk god" i said a tad bit to loud. i looked around and noticed louis looking at me, i couldnt help but roll my eyes at him.

im still pissed as fuck at him for what he said to me, but i feel like i sorta deserved it. i sighed and went around the rv to take a piss.

after i was done i leaned up agent the camper.

it was soooooooooo hot and humid out. why mexico i fucking hate the humid and hot.

this better not be a fucking trap.
"hey" i jumped and turned around at the
british accent. "go away louis" i started to walk away.

"please stop." 

"no im not talking to you" and i walked back up
to the group.

"lets go" rick demanded all of us he still seemed on the fence about everything.

i went back in the bed area and flopped down. god i just wish we get there already.
"hey" a southern accent said from the door way.

"hi" i felt the bed sink in and see daryl sitting at the end. "whats wrong?" i finally asked

"im just, not to sure about this place. could be a death trap and –" whatever he was trying to say to me he was nervous and could tell he never done this before.

"and, i just want you to stick close"
that was it? "okay whatever"

i turned back around and i heard him let out a hough. "i mean it Sam"

"okay dad"

he got up and i thought he left.

"you know what i mean" ugh.
"no not really"

"i just worried about ur ass, girl you know i cant express what im saying"

"maybe i want you to daryl"
i heard the door shut, wow what the fuck i happening.

not even 10 minute later we stopped
"were here"

once we pulled up to this building there was bodys everywhere. im not going to lie i was quite nervous about everything now. we were putting our life in this strangers hands and it could be bad.

we all got out and looked around. it smelt awful here and it was so fucking humid.

we all looked at dexter. "whats the plan?" rick demanded.

"we go therw this door, theres hallways we need to find the lab." dexter looked on edge. he was looking everywhere around him.

"okay lets go,"

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