"Falling in love. And say, it's crazy. Falling. You see? We don't say 'rising into love.' There is in it the idea of the fall." -Alan Watts
This isn't just some story where the boy and girl fall for each other, and everything is okay. It's a story w...
"We are bound to each other's hearts, cold, torn, and pulled apart."
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Michonne walked up to us as I was helping Maggie and Glenn with the guns. We were checking for ammo and how well they worked.
"We'll have these, but we should hide a few. That way, we can find them, but strangers can't. In case anyone gets in," Maggie explained.
She was terrified that there was going to be another attack.
"They won't," Glenn reassured her, resting his hand on top of hers.
A motorcycle engine roared, and I turned around. Daryl was riding to the gate, getting ready to leave.
"What's he doing?" I asked, slightly panicked.
"Something he shouldn't."
I ran up to the gates and was about to hop in the car with Michonne and Glenn. They almost drove away until Abraham slammed his fists on the hood of the car.
"Whoa! Make room for my freckled ass," the redhead yelled.
"No. Cover my watch. You stay," Rosita ordered Abraham.
"Hey, we should keep numbers here," Glenn told her.
"I know where Daryl's going," Rosita told Glenn.
I once again was about to enter the car, but Glenn stopped me.
"What do you think you're doing?" He questioned me.
"I'm coming with you," I said to him.
"No, Sky. I need you back here, okay? Take care of Maggie for me. We'll be back. With Daryl," Glenn reassured me.
I slowly stepped out of the car, and Glenn kissed my forehead, nodding slightly before leaving.
"Be safe."
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I was sitting on the guard post, waiting, hoping that they'd be back soon. Sasha, Abraham, Tobin, Morgan, and Rick were all in a crowd by the gate. I furrowed my eyebrows and climbed down from the post. They were all hastily talking about something.
"What's wrong?" I asked, walking up to them.
"Carol's Gone."
"What? What do you mean?" I frantically asked, already on edge since Daryl and the others had left.
"Last night, she left a note. She's gone," Tobin said to me.
