Mr.Baby blue eyes; C.G

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Faye

I lifted my head and kept looking around as the RV pulled away I stopped when I saw someone's face who I thought I'd never see again. I looked at her, my eyes filling with tears. I stood there, looking at my older sister on her knees in front of me. She looked so visibly shaken, she was so pale, she looked so weak, she looked so shocked. She made the first move, getting from her knees and rushing towards me. I heard the gunmen shift to point at my sister, but Dwight stopped them and told them to let it go. I hugged her and I sobbed into her shoulder, she was here, and she's okay. I looked up, and through my tears started looking for my other sister. I stopped when I saw a guy who looked like an old redneck. He looked just like me, we had the same blue eyes, the same dark hair, even our tan-ish skin looked so similar. The thing was, his face was just as shocked as Maggie was.

 Maggie and I stopped crying after a few minutes and just enjoyed being able to hug each other again, I kept looking but I didn't see my other sister and my heart dropped. "Maggie, where's Beth?" Maggie pulled away from the hug, and looked at me, and shook her head, slow tears falling again. "I'm sorry." She choked out, and I just hugged her again, feeling numb. I left and Beth was gone. I didn't even dare to ask about my dad. 

 After about five minutes, Maggie's whole mood changed. She pulled away from the hug, "Where the fuck were you, Faye?" I sigh and try to avoid her question. "Are you okay?" I ask her, she looked like she just went through hell and back. "I just lost two of my friends and just saw my sister who's been gone for years! I'm just fucking dandy. Now, where were you?" She raised her voice, and I raised mine back. "I left! I didn't want to be the weak link. I could have been outside and protected mom, but no! I was too little. So I left. I learned how to fight for myself, so I could at least protect someone!" Maggie rolled her eyes. "You're such a selfish person! I needed you! Dad needed you! Beth needed you! But you weren't there! I had to watch them both die! I had to live on thinking my whole family was dead!" 

 My face softened as tears rolled down my face. "Maggie, come on. All this yelling is just creating too much stress for the baby." A guy came up behind Maggie and grabbed her hand. "Baby?" I looked at Maggie's stomach, and back up at her. "Glenn, this is my little sister Faye. Faye, this is my husband Glenn." I shook his hand. "I missed a lot." I shook my head, sighing. 

I looked around, noticing how broken everyone looked. They just lost two of their friends, of course, they're broken. Dwight whistled at me and walked over to us. Maggie's face tightened, and I stood in front of her and her husband. "Look, my guys are getting mad, You're kind of breaking Negan's rules. I need those two to get back to on their knees and I'll need you to come to join us over there." Dwight pointed to where many people gathered. I shook my head no, and Dwight nodded. "I get it, family first. Just, you'll have to sit next to all of them now too, and Negan will be pretty damn pissed off." Maggie shook her head no this time, "Faye, go with them. You don't want to make Negan upset." I nodded slightly. "Can I sit right there?" I pointed to a spot a little bit in front of where the RV was so I could see everyone, and Dwight nodded. I thanked him and helped Maggie and Glenn back to their spots before walking to mine. Dwight said we had to wait for some guy named Rick to come back with Negan.

 The trees around us were pretty nice, but they got kind of annoying after the first about 3 hours of sitting there. I've always loved being in the woods, and hunting and using knives and stuff. I lost my knife while running from a biter, and since then I've been defenseless. Well if you don't could the makeshift wooden pokey thing I made. I kept looking around, looking at everyone's faces. 

 I couldn't get over the guy with the dark shaggy hair, he looked just like me. I tried to read him, something I've always been good at. He seemed like he didn't mind getting his hands dirty,  but I wouldn't be surprised if he had a softer side to him too.