I couldn't sleep all night, I laid in bed and kept thinking about Rick to the point where I started to cry.
Why did I have to feel this way for him?
Out of all people.
Jesus had laid down beside me hugging me close. I did have fun and it was nice to do it with him. I hope.. it doesn't ruin anything. I turned around and looked at him running a hand through his hair gently, he hummed softly from it opening his eyes looking at me with happiness.
"Good morning."
"Good morning Jesus."
He snickered letting out a sigh then stretched his arms out with a yawn.
"Feeling okay?"
"Yeah, I'm good."
"Was it bad?"
"Oh my god no."
We started getting dressed, but of course Jesus took my bra and made fun how My boobs were too big for it in the end I commented how his hair and beard made it seem like he was a girl the whole time.
We grabbed all the food and drinks bringing it to the car, Jesus had went back inside to get the weapons. I started organizing the boxes until I heard a gruesome groan from behind me. I looked back to see a couple of walkers coming towards me their lanky arms reaching out for me, I reached down grabbed a hold of a dagger walking over and stabbing the first walkers head in its fluids spilling out on my hands causing my to cringe in disgust. I looked up heading my way to the second walker about to kick it down only to see it be shot down from a distance, I turned to the source that had shot it down seeing a sniper in a bush hiding. I squinted staring at it until I started to hear rustling from behind turning around to see 2 guys heading towards me with guns. I turned running towards the car yelling out for Jesus.
"JESUS GET OUT!"
I ducked behind the car bullets hitting the car, I glanced at the gas station to see Jesus looking at me at back at the men holding up a gun.
I mouthed No to him.
He can't die.
He walked out aiming the gun at them shooting from afar.
Jesus stop stop.
One man went down and the other got shot in the arm but still stood shooting.
"JESUS-"
He shot down the last guy, his shoulders shagged while he fell to the floor exhausted. I looked around running over to him quickly my anxiety and heart pounding.
"Jesus?!"
He laid on the grass breathing heavily once I got to him, I checked all around and found a bullet through his shoulder.
"We need to get you back to Alexandria."
"No Paige it's-"
"It's NOT fine."
I grabbed his arm picking him up without hesitation helping him over to the car. He winced and groaned with every step he took, the blood had started to pour out more once he sat back in the passengers seat.
"Where's the med kit Jesus?"
"In the back.."
I reached back over looking for the box, I scanned finding it under the seat grabbing it. I opened it up breathing quickly my panicking rising as Jesus sat a hand on my arm murmuring gently.
"It's gonna be okay, breathe Paige."
I stared nodding slowly as I tried to ease my breathing, I put pressure on it then poured rubbing alcohol on it watching his entire body throw itself in a frenzy from the pain.
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Suffering [Rick Grimes]
Fanficsuf·fer·ing /ˈsəf(ə)riNG/Submit noun noun: suffering; plural noun: sufferings the state of undergoing pain, distress, or hardship. "weapons that cause unnecessary suffering" Intro The branches tugged on my skin, my adrenaline rushing and screaming f...