Winter
We spent the 5 months of winter basically on the street. We got nothing to stay on for the last 5 months. We need to move always when a group of walkers starting to notice us, we're scared that it'll get us corner in one house.
It's hard, for Rick to keep us all alive, seeing Lori with her 5 or 6 months' tummy. Rick always said to me to check on Lori, but he said that I can't speak about him caring about her. I just agree to him.
Lori's mad because of what happened to Shane. Rick try to talk to her for the few weeks after we lost the farm but Lori seems to be distant. Now the tables turned. Rick didn't show his care to Lori, even though I knew they still love each other. It's just, shit happens.
I kinda blame Lori, because of what Rick did, I know we are all safe. I know Rick's taking it hard too. We talked always, he said it was all of his fault why we're here suffering. But he said he will do anything to find us a new home. For Lori, for Carl, for every one of us.
Daryl and I gotten really close for the past months. We're the duo for scavenging foods, fire woods, gas, everything. Since after that farm and that kissed we didn't talk about our feelings for each other. But I do feel that he cares for me. More than care I think.
Rick and I open the door of the big house, it's getting dark and the winter does not help us, but it helps slightly for the walkers who's getting slower. I their bodies kind of frozen at this time.
"clear." I whisper as I check on the kitchen. Carl's getting really good at gun, we had a few trainings before and now he got his own holster and silencer. I smiled at him when I saw him entering the house, helping to clear it for us to stay the night.
I walked slowly upstairs and slowly open the door, I think it's the master's bedroom. I heard a growling sound inside and I grip my gun tighter. I opened it and saw a walker hanging.
I lowered my gun and walk inside to see if it is alone. He is.
The walker is mid 30's, decent dressing, hell, he even put a coat and tie before hanging himself up here. I saw a table and saw some letter.
"I'm sorry, I can't take it anymore. Please forgive me for what I've done. Sorry, I wasn't good enough as a dad, as a husband. They all got killed because of me. I am regretting everything I did in the past, now it's time for me to pay. Goodbye."
The note said. I gulp and look at the walker. He's reaching for me to take a bite. His body is wiggling trying to make himself lose.
I stare at him for seconds until I heard a knock on the door, I look at it and saw Daryl.
"What's wrong?" he asks worriedly.
"Nothing." I said quickly and put back the note on the table. I aim my gun and pull the trigger and the body went silent.
"What the hell?" he said as he gets down the body. "Dress up like going to a party and killed himself what an idiot." He mumbled.
I smirk as I help him to throw the body outside. We all sit downstairs when the house is clear. Daryl made some fire on the fire place. We all got covered the window or anything that walker might got attention. Our voice is quiet, hell no one dare to speak.
Luckily we got some food from this house, it is stock on the basement. We started to eat silently. I saw Carl finished himself. I nudge at him reaching my food to him.
"I can't take that." He said to me
I smile sweetly at him and push my hand more in front of him. "I'm full." I lie to the kid. He smiles to me and eat quickly my food. He's starving.
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Guns & Arrows
Fanfiction"Can I ask something Daryl?" "What?" "Was it easy?" "What easy?" "Leaving me. Saying all that stuff then just walking away like it was nothing. Like we were nothing. Like I was NOTHING."
