Don't Leave Me -DISCONTINUED/READ NEWEST CHAPTER-

Remember

"Is it okay if I record this?" The woman questioned, finger hovering over a video camera. 

I let out a timid nod, feeling engulfed by the large chair. 

Her finger hits the record button and she moves to sit across from me. "My name is Deanna Monroe." She introduces. "What's your name?" 

My hand goes to my head to fidget with the braid that Maggie had woven my hair into. "Andrew." I mumble. "Andrew Dylan Harrison." 

"How old are you, Andrew?" Deanna asks. 

"I think I'm nine." I utter. 

"Which one of those people are your parents?" She questioned. 

"None." I answer. "They're gone. I'm an orphan." 

Deanna seems taken aback by my bluntness. "Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." 

I swing my feet gently while Deanna recomposes herself. 

"Have you seen the monsters?" She seemed to phrase her question carefully.

"Yes." I nod. 

"Have you... killed any?" She seemed hesitant in her answer and I think back. 

"Yes." 

"How many?" She almost seemed like she didn't want the answer. 

"Six." The three from Daryl, the one from the prison, the one from the barn and the one with Tyreese. 

"I see." Deanna nods. "What about people?" 

"People?" My eyes widen. 

"Have you killed any people?" Deanna asks like she was asking about the weather. 

I had. I had killed one person and I never told anyone. 

"I want Maggie." I go to get up from the chair. 

"We aren't finished yet, Andrew." Deanna gently reminds me. 

"I want Maggie now!" I head towards the door, thrusting it open and stalking outside to where Maggie and Glenn were. 

"I'm done." I stubbornly announce, lifting my arms up to Maggie. She didn't want me to go in alone in the first place but they were allowed to be right outside the door. 

"Andrew!" Deanna pops out of the door a few seconds later. "We need to finish." 

"What does it matter what he says?" Glenn defends. "He's done." 

Deanna sighs but calls the next person in. 

Once everyone was done, we had to hand over out weapons to Olivia, the girl in charge of the armory. Once we did that, Aaron took us to two houses that he said were ours now. 

But we all pile into one house. We were being cautious. The house was clean, no stink of guts, no blood splatters, nothing broken and running water. It was even warm!