Chapter 2

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Laura's POV
I slowly wake up to hearing things in kitchen, I grab my gun and sit up pointing my gun and the man in the kitchen. He raises his hands and says, "shit, I was only making dinner". I sigh in relive, it was just Rick.

Judith wakes up and smiles at me, I pass her to Rick, "I think she likes you"
"Hmmm" I continue, "can I leave now"? He walks over to me,
"Nope we have so much to talk about", I blush again, he chuckles. I wounded if he know I like him, it looks like he's teasing me. "Hey sweetie",  Rick says to Judith and takes her upstairs. I grab my stuff and make a move, how the hell did this happen I can't fall in love with him, he probably has a wife.

I can stay here, I tip toe out the door and close it as quietly as I can. I hear him coming down the stairs, I run to the wall, "hey"! "Rick"! Daryl yells, Rick runs runs after me, shit he is fast. I make it to the wall and staring making my way to the top. He starts climbing, I make it to the too but he grabs my foot and pulls me down I fall, "fuck me "I shout while falling, Rick laughs "gladly". He falls/ catches me. He picks me up like a baby, I kick and try to push myself off him but he continues walking. I give up an burry my head into his chest and cry.

He doesn't take me to the couch, he takes me to his room and chucks me on the bed. He lays next to me, I don't care if he has a wife anymore, I rest my head on his chest and he plays with me hair. I with I could tell him but I've gotta focus on finding Jemma.

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