Chloe's POV
I woke up and was freezing. My face has frost on it, and it was hard to open my eyes when I woke because they were sealed shut. I was used to this though, I've been doing this since the beginning of the separation. I wiped the frost off.
I untied myself from the trunk and rolled my sleeping bag up. I shoved everything in my backpack. I grabbed the guitar and strapped it around my back.
I checked my watch. 7:30 am. Time to check that road out. I climbed down the tree and walked towards the road.
Once I reached the road, I started walking. I walked until I found something. Not something, someone... People. I stopped in my tracks and my eyes widened.
A group. They had cars and it looks like they were all crowded around a map. (I know it wasn't winter when this happened, but just roll with it ok?) Oh my god.
I didn't know what to do. Run and hide? No.. Kill them? No they'll just fight back and I'd most likely lose. Ask them if I could join? Probably would say no but it's worth a try.
I cleared my throat, and they all equipped their weapons. I put my hands up near my head.
"Who are you?!" A man with a beard and long brown hair yelled while pointing a gun at my head. My eyes widened.
"Name's Chloe." I say.
"Are you alone?" A man with a crossbow asked. I slowly nodded my head. I looked down as I felt burning under my eyes.
"Hey!! Look at me!" The man with the brownish grayish beard yelled. I slowly looked up after the burning went away.
"I'm not a bad person. Please, I've been on my own since fall."
"Honey, she is just a child." A lady said to the man.
"How many walkers have you killed?"
"I haven't kept count." I said. I've gotten stronger on my own. I lowered my hands.
"How many people have you killed?" He asked.
"Two." I said kind of nervous.
"Why?" He asked very focused.
"My mom. She was bit, I had to. A man. He threatened to kill me." I said. Both true. My brother shot my dad since he was bit.
"I'm sorry about your mom." The pregnant lady said. A lump formed in my throat but I swallowed and it went away.
"Welcome to the group, I'm Rick." The man who was asking me the questions said. I felt a small smile creep on my face.
"I'm Daryl, welcome to the group kid." The man with the crossbow said. I had a strange feeling about Daryl. Something about him. I can barely remember it.
"That's my son Carl, he's 15. How old are you?" Rick said while pointing to the boy with blue eyes. He was very... I shook the thought away, I can't like a guy anymore.
"15." I say to Carl. He smiled. I looked down.
"This is my wife Lori." Rick said while pointing to the pregnant woman.
"That's T-dog, Hershel, Beth, Maggie, and Glenn. That's Carol." Rick said while pointing at people.
I nodded and said with my somewhat southern accent,
"Nice to meet you guys."
"Can you play?" Glenn asked pointing at the guitar.
My face got bright red. I forgot about the guitar. I moved the guitar behind my back and mumbled,
"yea."
Glenn smiled. Rick changed the subject, and said,
"We are looking for a shelter. Where we could stay for a few months and be safe the whole time." Rick said. I looked at the map. They haven't checked the prison.
"Follow me. I know a place." I said while walking off into the woods.
Edited 4.24.16
An - it's been months since I've posted this, but I'm working my booty off editing and changing the chapters up. so yaaaa... vote and comment and SHARE! Let's reach 3k !
new an- whoa guys i wrote this when i was 13 i was cringing so hard at how bad this was so i changed it a lot ahahah
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