You Don't Know Me

Just Three People And A Baby

Blake's POV

"Her name is Rachel." I heard Ella say. "Rachel Miller."

Once I heard Ella say that I immediately jumped out of the bed of the truck and went over to her.

"Rachel Miller?" I asked her.

"Yeah." She said. "Have you seen her?"

"She's my mom." I tell her.

"That's why I thought I knew you." She told me.

"What happened to her?" I asked Ella.

"Last time I saw her we were staying at a house and she went out on a run to get supplies. Then she never came back." Ella told me. "I've been looking for her ever since."

"Maybe we can help find her." I suggested.

"Blake, you know we can't do that." Carol told me.

"Why not?" I asked her.

"Because we have to get to Rick and the others." Carol told me. "And let's face facts, if your mom didn't come back she probably got killed."

"You don't know that!" Ella and I told Carol in unison.

"Maybe we can look for her after we reach my dad's camp." Carl said walking towards me. "That way we'll have more people helping us."

"You're right." I said before turning to Ella. "If you want to come with us, you can. Then we'll have more people out there looking for my mom."

"I can't. I have to keep looking for her." She told me. "But if you do end up finding her, tell her that I'll be at the house."

Ella waved goodbye before she turned around and walked away into the woods. Carl and I both climbed back into the bed of the truck before Carol started the car and we were driving once again.

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Carl and I were in the bed of the truck. We weren't talking or anything, we were just staring at each other. It was nice. It was peaceful.

Until we felt the truck slowly come to a stop. Carl and I poked our heads over to see the front of the truck. We see three police cars lined up in front of road blocking our path. And there were a bunch of people standing around them. I noticed that most of them had padding on them.

"Everyone get out of the car!" One of the men said. "No weapons, and come out with your hands up!"

I looked over at Carl and he looked at me. We didn't know what to do, until we see Carol and Tommy step out of the truck with their hands up. That's when Carl and I decided to do the same thing.