It was you (The Walking dead story)

Chapter 21

I wake up, and put my hand infront of my eyes. It is morning. I hear a slight snore, and it is too close to be coming from another cell. I look to my side and Carl lays there, on top of the covers while I am under them. My cheeks feel warm. I quietly get up and slide my hands up and down my face. I want to change into my pants but if Carl wakes up and sees me taking off my shorts, I think I'll scream.

I shake him a little and the snoring stops. His eyelids go up and I see his blue eyes. They soon are wide open. He looks around and quickly gets up, his cheeks are red too.

"I'm sorry- I'm so sorry oh my god." He says nervously. I laugh at what small thing he's apologizing for. His eyes aren't wide open anymore and he laughs too. "I must of fell asleep in your arms."

I nod and grin. It was pretty funny seeing him freak out like that.

He puts on a serious face "thats the best I've slept in weeks."

I simply roll my eyes and playfully punch him in the shoulder. "Well now it's over." And I find myself laughing again. "I'm gonna change if you don't mind..."

He crosses his arms. "No , I don't mind."

I shake my head and grab his shoulders. I turn him towards the door and push him a little. "Go." I say.

He puts his hands up as of surrender and walks himself out.I wait until he is no longer in sight.

Quickly I take off my shorts and put on some jeans. Maggie has lent me a few of her clothes for the past few days I've been here. I don't take off the black tank top and put one on top that is blue, and it has a tail like the one Carol had on yesterday. I button up the golden buttons and put on my black shoes. My hair is still in a bun from last night so I put my hair down and pick it up into a ponytail. Then I head downstairs. I hear the group talking in the kitchen, and I stop in the middle of the stairs. I try to make out their voices.

"Yes they're coming."

"What! We already have enough people!" Beth. Definitely Beth.

"The more people the better." Rick says.

I finish going downstairs, and the group all look at me. Beth rolls her eyes and faces the other way. Good morning to you too.

"What?" I finally ask. Some of them turn back around and the only people left that are looking at me are Rick and Daryl.

Rick clears his throat. "Good morning Meslie."

"Good morning." I repeat.

He looks back at the group and most of them nod. Then he looks back at me. "We are going to have more people come."

I don't know why but it felt like a knot in my stomach had formed.

I gulp "okay..."

"Just thought you should know."

"Thank you- for telling me."

He nods and gets up from the table they all sit in. "Let's go Daryl."

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We all sit inside waiting for Rick and Daryl to come back. I tap my fingers on my knee over and over again until I get bored. Carl sits next to me and looks at me. He grins and I try to grin too but I don't have a reason to be happy right now.

I don't want new people.

No more.

I'll get attached to them and the day they die I will just suffer again and again.

How long until i'm the only one standing?

How long until everyone is gone and i'm alone again.

How much longer?