new beginnings

Another Grimes

"I'm sorry," I said to Jordan, who was silently crying as she walked along with me. I knew this was all my fault and it wasn't any fair to her to have to come along. These were the first words in hours I had said.

"...I just can't believe it. They made us leave. We have no place to go," she cried.

"I promised I would keep you safe. I failed," I stammered, fighting my tears.

"You didn't. This isn't your fault. And I don't want to be there, not for anything. We'll get through this," she said. I stopped in the middle of the road and Jordan stood beside me. I held her hand, wordless.

"We get through everything. I'm sure we'll be okay," I said quietly.

"Let's call it a night. Go to the side of the road and we'll fix something up," I continued, now louder. Even if it was maybe six or seven o'clock.

She got behind me and pushed slowly to the right side of the road. We found a flat spot under a tree and Jordan rolled a blanket out, which she found in the bag they gave us. I got myself out from the chair and laid down on the blanket. Jordan stuffed the bag into a compartment on the back of my wheelchair, which actually came in use. She curled up beside me on the blanket.

"Tomorrow, we can try to find somewhere to get supplies," I said.

"Sounds like a plan," she said.

I held her after the sun started to set, silently. I cried a little bit, but then stopped. I had to make something good of today. Jordan and I needed something to keep this off our minds.

Sitting myself up, I pulled myself up onto the wheelchair. Jordan looked confused, but followed me anyway. I rolled myself onto the road and held Jordan's hand.

"Look, I know this isn't what we pictured, and I'm sorry I couldn't have it the way you wanted. You should be wearing a nice dress and I should be wearing a nice suit, and be surrounded by everyone we love. But I want this so bad," I said and dug the rings out from my pocket.

"I wouldn't have this any other way. Who cares about the dress? And I already have everyone I love," she said, smiling. I held her hands after setting the rings onto my lap.

"I'm making these vows up as I go, so, if they don't make sense, sorry..." I smiled, clearing my throat. She happily grinned back at me.

"I love you so much, Jordan, and I can't wait to be your husband. I promise I'll keep you safe, no matter what crosses our path. Don't plan on dying, because it's not happening for a long time, as long as I'm around. I'll be by your side until the end of time, and I can't wait for our future," I smiled widely. She squealed with excitement.

"Carl, I can't wait for the years ahead. You're the one for me, I know it. There's no place in the world I'd rather be than right here with you. I can't believe how lucky I am for meeting you. I'm drunk on loving you," she said, about to burst from happiness.

I gazed into her dark brown eyes, which looked lighter from the little sunlight we had left.

"So, I, Carl Grimes, am taking you, Jordan, as my wife. To laugh with, love on, and hold forever," I gleefully said and pushed the ring onto her finger. She beamed as I kissed her hand. She took the ring from my lap.

"I, Jordan Carter, take you, Carl, as my husband, to cherish and support for till the end of time. I love you more than anything in this whole entire universe," she said as she slid the ring that was once Dad's onto my finger. I realized that this was the first time I ever heard her last name. I forgot to ask all this time, but it didn't matter.

"Do you want to be my wife forever and ever?" I said.

"I do," she smiled.

"Do you want to be my husband till death do us part?" she said and squeezed my hand.

"I do," I said, almost crying from the moment. It was perfect.

"May I kiss the bride?" I smiled and laughed.

"You may," she said and leaned down. We shared the best kiss of our relationship, even if I was in my wheelchair. She wiped the tears off of her face and hugged me.

We continued to kiss, her almost knocking the wheelchair back. I laughed as she awkwardly but adorably apologized. 

She suddenly pulled herself back from me and put her hands around her mouth. "Guess what, world? I'm Jordan Grimes!" she yelled and I laughed, ignoring the fact yelling increases the chance of walkers. Nothing seemed too big for us, now.

Jordan picked me up out of my chair, laughing. She gently laid me down on the blanket and started making out with me. It was amazing. I undressed her, she undressed me. We then did it the best we had ever done.

As she laid beside me, I embraced the whole moment. I finally had made the decision, done and done. It made more sense than to marry Ron, since I wouldn't even be able to see him. 

I loved her more than Ron.

And I wasn't sure if that was okay.