Can Skylar survive the challenges that come along with the new post-apocalyptic world? Or will it break her to a point of no return? Even though she might have family and friends that she would die for and who keep her company, can she handle the pr...
After shutting the door and ran upstairs and brang Dallas down to meet the new addition to my family. I put the child down and watched as they happily played together. In the moment it almost didn't seem like dead people weren't walking around the Earth and eating every human being they see. I was happy and even though I probably cried all of my tears earlier, but now I had more warm tears running down my cheeks fast. I was- am happy, because I actually have my own family. I lift Dallas and put him in his high chair, get him a baby bottle and feed him. I go to my kitchen and Simba follows me, I notice a box of stuff in the bottim if the sink. It's dog food! I grab a cute little blue bowl and fill up the bowl with dog food. I go into the fridge and take out some veggies and some chicken, and decide to make that for dinner. I hear a knock at my door, and I look behind me to try and see who it is, but the windows are kind of foggy so I put a metal plate above the pot and walk over to my door. Once I open it I'm greeted by a small pan of brownies.
Enjoy these! There your welcome Back gift! Love you. ~Carol ❤ I smile and place the warm tray on my counter and cut a small brownie for Dallas, and give it to him. I go back over to the stove and stir the food until it's done, and I put it on a plate along with the chicken I pulled out from the stove. I places my dinner at the table where Dallas was sitting, enjoying his brownie like Carol said to. I smiled and ate, but another knock came from my door so I stand up and wipe my face. I walk to the door and I open it, only to find a satisfied Carl. I get hugged warmly and Carl walks in to say hi to Dallas. "So, what's up?" I say, going back to eating. "Just wanted to come and say hi because I heard you were back." Carl says smiling. "Oh, thanks. I missed you too I guess." And only now did I realize the bandage around his head, covering his eye. I get up quickly, startling him, and walking over to him fast. I place my hands on his cheek. "What happened to you?" I shut my eyes tight And shake my head. "Who did this to you?" I ask opening my eyes. I see a tear slowly trickling down his cheek. I have to stop myself from crying by hugging him tight. "You're still beautiful." I said trying to make him feel better. "Beautiful?" He laughs and sniffs. "Yes kiddo." I say and hug him warmly one more time before I take my sleeve and wipe away his tears. After he leaves and I finish eating and do the dishes, then take Dallas upstairs and put him to bed. It was dark already, and it seemed like time was going faster than it should. I brang Simba into my room and set up a small place where he could sleep, then went into my bathroom to take a quick shower. After brushing my teeth and getting changed into shorts and a tank top, I laid down in my bed and finally went to sleep.
After I awoke from another nightmare about my sister, I had enough and decided to take a walk.
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I change into this, (forget about the hook and bow and flashlight.) And went into the streets of Alexandria to get some fresh air. That's when I noticed the gate opened just a bit and a few walkers coming in. I aim my pistol and shoot three undead beings and run to the gates to close it. I frantically search everywhere in Alexandria to make sure nothing got into anyone's house. I find one behind Maggie's house, thanks to the dog that they brought home, and I take my knife and kill it. After I've killed to that were wondering around the front, people were walking towards me. It was too dark to see who it was, but I'm pretty sure it's Daryl and Glenn, due to the build of the two. "What's goin' on here?" Daryl says in his redneck accent. "Walkers- got into- Alexandria." I pant. I point to where the two dead walkers are and Daryl immediately takes off to go find Rick. "Come on, lets see if there are any more." I urge. Glenn and me seperate, and I find a few more walkers and kill them, and after meet back up with Glenn. "Find any?" He asks. "Just a couple. You?" I look at him with my eyebrows raised for an answer. "Same here." He says and we watch as Rick and Daryl make their way over to us. "Who left the gate open?" Rick asks angrily. "I don't know, all I did was come out here and see a bunch of walkers around." I say reassuring him what happened. "Daryl and Glenn, make sure no one is keeping our people hostage. Go!" Rick whisper yelled at the two men, and Rick rushes me to go with him to check the other side. I agree and soon everybody has there lights on, because we're checking everyone's houses and everywhere else. I split of from Rick and check the infirmary and the armory. I notice the window's open ajar and I notice that just about three guns are gone. I shut the window and grab a pistol and aim it around, just incase somebody was in there with me. "If you're in here trying to steal anything, I'll blow your brains out." I threaten, and almost immediately, some dude pops out from the corner of the closet. "Who are you?" I aim my gun at his head and guide my finger towards the trigger, and am about to shoot when he talks. "Jesus. And yours is?" He stares intensely at me, and I finally answer after a second or two. "Skylar. Give the stuff back or I won't hesitate to shoot." I say glaring at the man before me. He slides everything he stole from me and I go to pick it up when he slams me against the window and I fall to the floor in pain. I get up and charge at him, punching him in the gut. He falls over and I step back and swing my elbow as hard as I can towards his head. I silently cheer as he gets knocked out and I yell for Rick. A second later three pairs of foot steps come my way. "What happened?" Glenn asks worriedly. "You okay?" Rick walks over to me and then looks at 'Jesus'. "The guy calls himself Jesus." I scoff and look at Daryl who rolls his eyes and nods at me. I rub my back when a sudden pain erupts there. "Rick. Come here." I say and he does so. I lift my shirt off of my back and turn around, only to hear a gasp from Glenn and a mumble from Rick. "You have a huge bruise on your back Sky." Glenn says while Rick rubs my back. "It's okay, we'll get some ice for it." Rick says comfortingly. "First, I wanna put him in the cell." I say and go to pick him up, but my back goes numb and denies my attempt at anything. "Hop on." Daryl says and I glare at him playfully for a second before I jump on his back. It hurt, but at least I didn't have to walk which was good. As soon as we get to my house, Denise, the community doctor, comes over and helps me with the bruise. She puts cream and ice on it, and lays me on my comfortable bed. "Please watch Dallas and Simba." I ask Michonne and Maggie when they come to see what happened. They nod and leave the room to myself. I noticed that Maggie was rubbing her stomach and swaying a tiny bit when she walked. Is she-Is she pregnant? Awww Glenn's gonna be a father! I squeal in excitement and forget about my injury and go to sit up, but yelp loudly and lay back down quickly. This makes Maggie come into the room. I smile at her and she looks confused. "Maggie come here." I say and she sits on the edge of the bed looking at me, still confused. "Listen.... I know. And I'm so happy for you!" My eyes light up and I give a warm smile as she does the same, and I say something that brought her to tears. "You're going to be the best mother in this. You'll get through it with Glenn. He loves you more than anyone else and once that baby is born, he will be there for the both of you. You are his world. So be careful okay?" I end the heartfelt message to Maggie with my arms open, inviting her for a hug which she gladly takes, being careful not to harm me. "You're gonna be great." I whisper. After all that she leaves and I decide to just sleep out all of my problems.
