Lost Too Much 【REDONE】 ║ Daryl/OC or Shane/OC

Chapter 41: There's gotta be places left with people like us.

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(DAY 600) Almost 18 weeks pregnant. Still haven't said anything to anyone. I now only have Clark, Andrea, and Shane to write letters to. This one is for Clark.

Dear Clark Terrence,

I'm sorry. I'm sorry for every single thing we did, for every time we left you out of plans to go to the bar, for every day that went by and one of us didn't text or call you, for everything we did that made you feel unwanted. You told it to the world that you felt like the third wheel, or I guess fourth in our case. That was never intended, obviously. The Dixons and I had just known each other longer, which is no excuse but sometimes it just turned out that way.

As for what happened after the world went down... I'm sorry for that, too. We hadn't seen you in a while before the big split, and we didn't see you again until 200-some days in. Seeing you again was like a miracle. I didn't forget about you before then, and certainly not after. I was excited to have you back in our lives, but of course, things went to shit and that didn't last long. You gradually turned into a different person, which may have been because Daryl and I didn't do a whole lot to help you. I'd be pissed as hell in your shoes, too. I was just afraid to make the wrong choice and put my new friends in danger for the sake of my old ones. I couldn't expect you to forgive us, but you also nearly killed me so I guess we're even.

You said you didn't think Merle was still alive, but you were wrong. You also said the Dixons didn't care about me, and you were wrong. None of us would've ever guessed it but Daryl and I have been together for five months. I'm pregnant, too, which means I am good enough to keep the baby alive. You were wrong there, too.

Aside from all the shit that happened, I do miss you. I wish I would've done something to help you instead of leading you to believe we hated you. You were one of maybe 4 people in my life that mattered before the walkers came and took over. I should've done way more to defend you, and I just didn't. I'm sorry. I'm sorry and I love you, even if I never showed it. Thank you for being a part of my life, however it ended.

Signing out,
Cory Jenner
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Stood in front of us, I expected the man to fear his life. There was a group of strangers pointing weapons in his face, yet there was some sort of excitement in his eyes. It was startling and confusing, but surely we'd understand when he actually explained why he was there.

I was stood beside Merle, gun pointed at the man named 'Aaron'. I had never seen him in my life, which wasn't unexpected. Of course, I didn't expect to see anyone I knew anymore. The only people from my life that I had a chance to see were my dad and sister, Clark, and Titus and Conner. That was what was left. Again, I didn't really expect to see any of them again, so Aaron being linked to one of them was really just a dream to me.

"It's nice to meet you," Aaron said, his voice weirdly strong for someone in the middle of a circle with guns in his face. Rick ignored the man's good manners.

"You said he had a weapon?" he asked, looking at the women who had brought him in. Maggie passed over the weapons Aaron had as Rick turned his attention back to Aaron. "There something you need?"

"He has a camp, nearby. He wants us to audition for membership," Sasha informed us, more specifically Rick.

Audition? What the hell did that mean? What kind of group made you try out to join? Well, we used to use our three-question system of asking about the number of walkers killed, people killed, and why. We had our own requirements back when we were still a civilized group, but we didn't have full-blown auditions.