One Bullet....Two Lives... (A Walking Dead Fanfic)

I Cant Handle it Anymore

           "Numbing the pain for awhile will make it even worse when you finally let yourself feel it."

                                                              Chapter Twenty

~Angel's POV~

                       Numb

     Thats all I could let myself feel. I didnt dare let myself feel the pain of loss over Lori, the agonizing guilt of splitting up with the group, the painful realization that I had Lori's child in my hands. I forced my eyes to look down but all I could see was blood. I slowly backed away from the scene and let a sob escape my throat. Lori's lifeless eyes blanky stared at the ceiling, she was gone forever. I shook my head and cringed as I remembered her screams echo in my brain.

      "Im so sorry." I whispered to her, knowing she wasnt ever going to answer back. I glanced at the baby, the poor child I was responible for now. It was smaler than most babies and still covered in its mother's blood. I shakingly took off my shirt, leaving a dirty tanktop underneath, and wrapped it gently around the baby. Its cries peirced the air and I nearly dropped it. I rubbed its stomach soothingly but the cries only seemed to get louder and louder. The pounding on the door increased and I could see the door moving from the massive weight of the undead.

"Hush little baby dont you cry.

Mommas going to bring you a diamond ring.

And if that diamond ring dont shine.

M-Mommas going to buy you a mocking bird."

    I sang softly to it, knowing I had the words messed up and the tune off key. After a couple minutes, the cries were gentler and its eyes open. I smiled and placed a kiss on its forehead before lulling it back to sleep. I carefully walked to a window beside me and looked out. The field was pretty clear by now and in the distance i thought I saw two figures walking into the woods. When I tried to look harder, it was already gone. I sighed and wiped the tears away from my eyes before standing up on a table.

    I knew we had to make this fast or they would easily break that door down. Taking one last glance at the lifeless body of Lori, I quietly opened the heavy window with one arm and opened it all the way. Outside I could hear their moans loudly and if I listened hard, I could hear a motorcycle engine revving to my left. I knew everyone was gone, at least I hope everyone was gone and safe. I climbed out and froze as the baby stirred. I held my breath as it moved its tiny hands and squirmed in my arms. Finally, it seemed to calm down and it closed its eyes again.

   I breathed a sigh of relief and immediantly started towards the knocked down fence. A few noticed me and that gave me a reason to start running. The baby moved in my arms as I sprinted down the feild and it started to cry again. I groaned and jumped over the twisted metal before entering the woods. My leg throbbed from the old wound but I refused to slow down. I continued whacking away branches and getting my skin ripped by nearby thorns. Sweat was trickling into my eyes as I walked over stumps and roots. I knew I had to stop, but the woods wasnt exactly the place to be with a baby. 

    As I walked, the baby cried and screamed until it exhausted itself out and stopped. I tried to clean off mostof the blood, but I knew I had to find a house and soon. I tucked the baby into my chest as I heard more snapping twigs and crunching leaves. I picked up my pace to a fast walk and saw a break in the woods. It felt like I had been walking for hours until I made it out of the choking woods. I shielded my eyes from the bright sun until they could adjust to the light. I was releived when I saw a couple houses lining the block. Their lawns were overgrown, gnarled weeds and flowers were scattered everywhere.