Unlikely ➳ TWD [G. Rhee]

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There was no one saying Goodbye to her, no one telling her to stay safe.

The only two human beings that cared about her were still out in the forest - and Marilyn was completely fine with that, at least that is what she told herself.

Mary leaned against the blue car they would drive of with, watching Glenn talking to the others and becoming goodbyes from almost everyone, a strange cold feeling went through her body.

That exact moment was the confirmation, the confirmation that no one would care if she died out there. No one would even shed a tear, as long as Glenn would come back.

She let out a sight, Marilyn should not waste her thoughts to stuff she was already used to. No one would ever even care to care about her, Merle was right when he said that Daryl and him will be the only ones protecting her in the end of the world.

So when Glenn finally headed into her direction, she began to play with her nails in a way to tell him that she truly did not care.

"Hey Marilyn, your ready to go?" Glenn asked, smiling as usual.

What an Idiot, how can he always smile when the world is going down?

"Yeah, took you long enough", she rolled her eyes to underline her sentence, opened the door and climbed onto the seat, not waiting for the Asian to reply.

He opened the other door, climbing onto the seat next to her.

Glenn started the motor, throwing his sight backwards to his group, unsure if that would be the last time he would see them like he always wondered, before starting to drive downwards the mountain.

The drive was silent, the girl next to him had leaned her head onto the window and did not even looked at him once time. While all his thoughts were gifted to her.

He wondered why she was like that - ever since Mary and her brothers had joined the camp Marilyn had made no effort to get to know the others. She seemed so cold, like an emotional piece of wood.

Glenn did not even know why he had offered her to come with him, maybe he was just tired of going to the city on his own. There was no one who could help him if something went wrong and no one would know. The others would not even know when he should have died - he did not like that thought.

And maybe he let the girl join because she was just as alone as he was in Atlanta, with the difference that he was only alone in the city, Mary on the other side seemed to be alone all the time.