It has been now three weeks since the prison was destroyed, Hershel Waz killed, since yo have lost everything yet again. But for some reason this time u felt like it was different. You had something special with everyone back at the prison. Maggie, Glenn, Daryl, Tyreese, Sasha, Beth, Lizzie, Mika, Judith ,Bob, but especially Carl. He meant the most to you but you might never see him again.
You've been alone since the tragedy had happened. It was back to you and only you. But it wasn't as easy as it seemed. Constantly running from crazy people and blood thirsty walkers. You were surprised you even made it this long.
Anyways, you were starving, you didn't want to eat. But you had too. No matter how much you could've hated it you still needed food or you'll die. So while you were out hunting something caught your eye. Smoke. You quickly began to follow it, hoping it was fire from maybe a survivor from the prison. As you began to start walking to follow the smoke, your stomach growled loudly.
"Shut up, I'm going to feed you" you growled back. You were all alone you had no one else to talk to.
You found where the smoke had been coming from. There were three people there. All men, no one from the prison. You sighed, you were really hoping you were gonna find some company, but sadly these men did not look like someone to mess with.
You slowly approached the camp sight, the three men had just walked into their tent. It was one of those big ones that could fit like ten people. Then as you slowly walked into the camp site you suddenly stopped. They had tied cans around the the camp site so that way if anyone, anything came in they would know.
You swallowed nervously and looked around. But then you saw a back pack. Two water bottles in each side holder. It was opened slightly and there were canned goods in it. You ever so gently walked over the cans and tip toed to the back pack. Your heart was pounding you could've gotten shoot at any moment. You got to the back pack and slipped it on. You tipped toed back over to the cans. Then right as you were going to step over the cans, you accidently stepped on a branch and a loud crack noise was made. Then three men quickly stormed out of the tent and saw you.
"She has our food"one of they yelled.
"Grab her" another one yelled
You jumped over the cans and tools off running. You haven't run that fast since you were found by Carl the first time.
You ran into an open field where about a little less than a dozen walkers were found. You ran towards the other side, killing at least six walkes on the way. But then a strong hand gripped onto the back pack u were wearing. You gasped. But then all of a saddened. BAM. The hand was gone. BAM BAM. Two loud thuds were made. You wouldn't dare to tune around.
"Are you bit"that voice echoed in your head, you jumped out of you're skins. you slowly turned around. a brown haired, blue eyed boy standing there with his gun aimmed.
"y/n" he dropped everything and u ran into his arms. He had found u.
Yeah I know it sucked but please please pleas give me a suggestion
