Walking Home (Rick Grimes Romance)

Chapter 2..... Ruff Impressions

Nadine's POV.....

It was early morning when a black man carrying a stick approached the cell. With a smile that implied he was hosting a party the man opened the cell doors.

"Good morning," the man held his hand out in Johns  direction. "My names Morgan."

They felt the need to lock us up last night and yet this morning they send some grinning fool carrying a stick not a gun to let us out. These people are either incredibly stupid or highly unbalanced. Neither option sat well with me.

Holding the cell open for us Morgan lead the way as we talked, "We've brought some breakfast to one of the houses where you can eat and Rick with a few others will interview each one of you individually."

My eyes rolled so far in the back of my head that I was sure everyone could hear them. This was bull shit. Aaron and the hill billy asked us to join them, then they lock us up in a cell and now we have to interview to stay. They were acting as if they held the keys to the kingdom above. I was about done jumping through hoops and these people would be lucky to have us join them.

Stepping outside the brownstone I gladly laid eyes on Gage and the other in our group. Falling into step beside Gage I touched his arm signalling him to slow down slightly. When we had fallen just out of ear shot range of the others I whispered, "What do you think of all this?"

"I think it's bull shit." I finally felt vindicated until Gage added, "But it's their place so it's their rules."

"Are you kidding me?" I was shocked. "You ready to just beg to stay?"

"I never said I was willing to beg," Gage clarified. "But look around you. This is more than we ever had. I mean jesus christ just look at the size of those walls. We need this so let's just see what they got to say."

I glared at Gage for a moment before I quickened my pace to catch the others. Grabbing my hand Gage stopped me wrapping his arms around my waist. Dropping a lingering kiss to my lips Gage winked at me. "I'm not saying yes but I'm not saying no."

Tapping me on the nose Gage smiled at me as he took my hand tugging it softly. "Besides I heard someone say something about breakfast."

Looking at the three storey house we were being lead to I wondered for a moment exactly what was the story of Alexandria and how it came under these people's control. That was only until I saw Rick standing on the balcony eyeballing every one of us as we walked up. Judging in his opinion our self worth and looking for weaknesses.

That's fine I thought to myself. I was still free to judge for myself and what I saw was a cocky arrogant asshole. I had dealt with many a man exactly like him and they were all the same no matter how special they thought they were. While the others may be willing to kiss his ass to get in here I wasn't about to swallow my pride and do the same.

Naturally my brother walked straight up to Rick shaking his hand. Forever the ambassador it was easy to tell my brother worked as a hotel manager at the Ritz-Carlton prior to the breakout. It was quite the feat considering the poverty we grew up in. We were after all the product of a single mother of five living off food stamps in the projects of Atlanta.

John was my mothers pride and joy considering he was the only one to graduate and find success. My other two brothers made a career early in life joining the prison system before they were eighteen for crimes such as robbery and assault. Then there was my sister who turned out to be a baby making machine by men who dropped her as quickly as they appeared.

Our family was the furthest thing from the Partridge family or any other ridiculous family sitcom where the problems are solved in a half hour and everyone loves each other. Life was a constant struggle and it was everyone for themselves at an early age with no parental guidance. I knew what it was like to be constantly evicted, at one point living in a shelter and going hungry was a regular occurrence.