Stronger than before...

We're all screwed

~ Four and a half Months Since Leaving The Hilltop~

It's been four and a half months since I met Negan, eighteen weeks since I learned Lily was alive, one hundred and twenty six days since we left the Hilltop.

For four and a half months we've been on the run from Negan and the Saviors.

We were doing fine for the most part, we had headed up north like we planned too and had been staying in empty houses.

We had been able to scrape  together enough food everyday for five people and had been able to stay out of trouble when it comes to injuries.

Theresa was almost eight months pregnant. She was cranky a lot more now, but I don't think it was all from the baby.

I think a lot of it was from the fact that she was scared.

We were currently staying at an a two story suburban house.

We had been staying there for two weeks, but at the moment Pierce and I were out scavenging for food.

We were at a house a couple miles away from the one we were staying at.

Currently Pierce and I were both upstairs on the second floor.

"Find anything?" Pierce asked as I scavenged through the bathroom drawers

"Advil" I said

"Better than nothing" He replied as he opened up the closet door the the bedroom

I finished looking in the bathroom and walked into the bedroom Pierce was in.

"We've cleared out two of the nearest neighborhoods" I said to him "Were going to have to move again"

"We can't go that far" Pierce said "We have to be back at the hilltop in two weeks so the doctors can check on Theresa's baby"

"Yeah" I mumbled as I started going through the night stands

I shot up immediately when I heard the front door that was down stairs slam shut.

"Fuck" Pierce muttered as he closed the closet

"Well boys looks like we found our new home for the night!" Yelled a voice down stairs

"Get under the bed" Pierce whispered to me as he started leaving the room

"What are you doing?" I asked

"I'm going to see how many their are and then hide" He replied "If you don't here back from me in twenty minutes, or if anything Happens... Do what you have to do to get out. Meet up down the road at the car"

"Okay" I said a little nervous

I got on the floor and slid under the bed.

I could do this. I've survived cannibals, kidnapping, War, the Flu, Sasha, Lily and Negan. I can survive what ever happens today.

I never realized how claustrophobic I was until I hid under that bed.

I heard a person step into the room and chuckle.

I could see his feet as he walked over to the bed and sat down.

The springs of the bed sank down lower, not helping my claustrophobia.

I stayed under the bed for about thirty minutes until I heard the man starting to snore.

I slowly slid out enough to look around, the door was open but no one else was near.

I slowly and quietly slid my whole body up, if the guy heard me at all I would be screwed.

All I had on me was a gun, a lighter, and a pocket knife.