I stood at the gates after dark, Lillie had already fallen asleep. I climbed over the gate and made my way to the entrance, holding my gun ready.
Then I heard a click bahind me. "Turn around," A deep voice said. I turned around and saw a man with a scruffy beard, holding his gun ready.
"Set all your weapons and belongs on the ground." I took my backpack off, then my guns and baseball bat on the ground in front of me.
He picked them up. "Come with me."
I followed him, wrapping my arms around Lillie, who was starting to slide off me. She woke up slowly. "Posy?" She said quietly.
"Sh, sh, sh, everythings okay," I whispered.
"I'm scared," She whispered.
The man led us to a room full of people. I noticed a boy about my age look at me. He was handsome, and wore a sheriffs hat. "Who the hell are they?" Asked a man with a strong southern accent.
"You, what're your names?" Asked the one who'd led us there.
"Posy, and my baby's name is Lillie," I said protectively.
"She your daughter?" Asked the man.
"No sir, we're sisters. I'm only fifteen," I said.
"Have either if you been bit?" He asked.
"No sir. This is the first time Lillie has left shelter since this started. And I'm extremely quiet, and no walker had seen me or heard me until today, sir," I said.
"Good," He said.
I noticed a black woman sitting on a couch, and an Asian boy, an old man and some other girls.
"I-I'm sorry, I thought no one was here, we'll leave if you want us to," I said. "But if you do send me away, I need my stuff."
"Rick, she should stay. She's a kid," Said the short haired lady.
"What? She's survived alone for this long-"
"That's when I had safe shelter, and a place to keep Lillie inside that shelter, and supplies, and our shelter wasn't overrun with walkers. But it's whatever you all want," I interrupted the man with the southern accent.
"She stays, Carl, show them to the cell near yours, got it? They both look exhausted," Said Rick.
The young boy stood up and smiled at me. He motioned for me to follow him, and he started down the hallway.
Carl's POV
I stood up and smiled at the girl, then had her follow me. "So your names are Posy and Lillie, right?" I asked.
"Yeah," She said.
Posy looked kind of like a fairy. She had red hair, and full pink lips, and a spray of freckles across the bridge of her nose. She had big blue eyes, and long eyelashes and thick eyebrows. She was beautiful.
"How old is your baby sister?" I asked.
"Six," Posy answered, hugging her tighter.
"I've got a baby sister. My mom died while giving birth though," I said.
"I'm sorry....is that guy, Rick, is he your faher?" She asked.
"Yep," I smiled.
"Your really lucky. A day or two after the first guy came back to life, I had my mother and father, and a few other relatives sent to England. Before all this started, my family was rich," Said Posy.
"Why didn't you send Lillie with them?" I asked.
Posy was silent. "I did. They left her. And me."
