The Apocalypse

Chapter 31: Hopefully

Chapter 31; Hopefully

"Maggie!" I say. "It's Patrick!"
She looks over to the gates. And there a tall skinny nerdy looking boy stood staring at us until he finally started running. Forget the food that was right infront of him. He saw us. He probably felt safe. I miss that feeling.
I almost forgot what that felt like.
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He reached us and paused. "Anna? Maggie? Michonne? You guys are here?"
"Yea were here! It's really us!" Maggie said with joy. He took off his glasses, wiped the lenses off with his shirt, and put them back on. "Wow."
He hugged Michonne, then maggie, and then he got to me.
"Well well well. Your still alive."

"Not too shocked that you are."
I knew Patrick was alive the whole time. He's strong. Yeah, maybe he stops every single second to clean off his glasses but he can really put his skills to the test when we really need him to.
"So wheres your boyfriend?" He says, quickly noticing Carls not behind me.
Maggie and Michonne look at me like I've got four eyes.
"What? Oh, that? No. No. I don't have a boyfriend. He's just -
Just joking around." I say.
"Sure you don't," Michonne says with a smirk on her face. Then she walks away with Maggie.
Maggie turns her head to us and mouths •Come inside before dark• and keeps walking.
I nod.

-

Patrick smirks at me.
"Oh come on I've seen the way you look at him. And the way he looks at you... You didn't have to lie."

.-.
Why thanks fellow zombie killer. Just thanks.

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I roll my eyes and walk back to our room. I'm standing outside the door when Patrick comes running down the hallway.
"Wait! Don't lock me out!"

"Maybe I should."

"You probably shouldn't."

"Eh." I said and walked right inside.
Too bad the door didn't slam fast enough because Patrick got inside before it closed.

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"Anna!" Carl says and walks over to us.

Patrick gives me the look.

"Just wait. He'll be excited that your here."

"Not when you're in the room."

"Just watch."

_

"Patrick! Your here!"
Carl gives Patrick a hug.

"See." I mutter.

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Soon enough, Rick comes walking over to us.
"Patrick! Where were you?"
"Yeah Patrick. Where were you?!?"
"I was uh...."
He looked around in nervousness. Then he looked at me.
His face practically said •what do I do?•
Even though he didn't physically say it to my face.

I don't know where Patrick was. All I know is that he was with the governor when we were under that bush. But the second time, when Carl killed Phillip, Patrick wasn't there. Maybe he escaped.

Then he told us to sit down so he could explain.

"I was on the bus with everyone, Carol, Daryl, Beth, Kerry, the kids. And then I went for some food, because they were getting hungry and carl or Anna weren't there to help. So, I went myself. The governor found me and knew I was from the prison and held me captive."

Rick stood up. "I'm sorry, Patrick. Your here now."
"No big deal." He says.

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The next day, I decide me and Michonne should probably go looking for the bus people of our group. It felt weird saying that because I was originally in that 'group'. If me and Carl never left, we wouldn't be here at the sanctuary. Who knows where we'd be.
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I have my katana that's just like Michonne's, and we start off into the woods.
"Rabbit."
"What?"
"Rabbit. Theres a rabbit over there."
"Oh, be quiet then, because you know we don't want to startle it," She answers.
She walks slowly to the rabbit, me following shortly behind her.
Michonne swipes her sword and gets the rabbit. I don't look.
"Here comes lunch."
I smile.

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It's been about an hour since we left, and we've got a trail so we don't forget our way back. My feet are moving fast, to keep up with Michonne. My shoe steps on something and I feel something crack underneath it.
I bend down and pick it up.
"Michonne?"
"What'd you find?"
"I stepped on it. It's just a cracked arrow."
"Arrow?"
"Yeah. An arrow. It's useless."
"But it's an arrow. Do you know what that means?"
"Uh no."
"Daryl's not far. Let's keep moving."

Daryl? That means my brother and sister are with him hopefully, and I'll finally see them! Oh I hope that arrow was his. That's all I need to keep me going. To keep my head up. I walk proudly along the trail following Michonne.
That made my day.
Hopefully.