The Walking Dead Preferences

On your period

Daryl Dixon:

I sprawled out as much as I could in the small cot in Daryl's cell, I had started my period in the middle of the night and was cramping horribly. My uterus felt as if a walker was biting straight into it, I curled my knees up to my chest and gritted my teeth. "Hey what's wrong" I heard Daryl's gruff voice from the doorway. I looked up at him weakly "N-Nothing, I just don't feel good." I said, feeling slightly embarrassed. "I'll go get Hershel," He said, turning to walk away. "No!" I called, making him look at me curiously. He stepped inside the room and waited for me to continue, I let out a sigh "I'm just on my period, Dar. I'm okay." I explained. I saw him nod softly "Alright. You need anything?" He asked, sitting on the bed next to me, I smiled softly, sometimes he was such a sweet man. "If you can find me something sweet, that would be great. If not, don't worry about it." I requested. He gave a raspy chuckle "Alright baby" He said before leaning down to place a kiss on my forehead before heading out of the cell. I wasn't sure how long I had fallen asleep for but when I woke up I saw a small bowl of strawberries and a chocolate bar sitting next to me on the small table. I grinned and took a strawberry and bit into the sweet fruit.

Carl Grimes:

I sighed softly and rubbed my lower stomach, pain coursing relentlessly through my uterus. Judith played quietly on the floor in front of me, focusing on the little blue car in her hand. I smiled softly at her before another wave of pain shot through me, I clenched my jaw and closed my eyes trying to focus on anything else. "Hey, baby...are you okay?" I heard Carl say as he came in the front door. I opened my eyes and looked at him "Yeah" I said, giving him a weak smile. He came over and sat next to me on the couch, Judith grinned at Carl and climbed up into his lap. "Hey Judy, go play okay sweetie?" Carl said as nicely as he could before he set her gently back on the carpet. He placed his hand on my thigh, his concerned eyes searching my face. "What is it?" He asked, sounding worried. I shook my head "Nothing Carl, I'm just cramping" I told him, hoping he would understand. "Cramping?" He wondered, looking me over. I laughed lightly "Yeah, I'm on my period. It just kind of hurts." I explained to him, hoping he knew what that was. I mean I know this is the apocalypse and all but hopefully he knew a general idea. His face lit up with realization and he nodded "Oh okay, do you want to go lay down? I can watch Judith." He offered sweetly. I nodded, placing a kiss on his cheek "Thank you" I said softly before heading upstairs. "I'll come up in a little bit" He called to me as he got on the floor with Judith to play. 

Glenn Rhee:

I rolled over again, flipping from side to side unable to get comfortable. I did my best not to wake up Glenn as I tried to find a position that didn't cause agonizing pain to my uterus. "What's wrong," Glenn's muffled voice asked as I drew in a sharp breath of pain. "I'm just cramping" I mumbled. He sat up slowly, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes "Hmm come here" He hummed softly in his sleepy voice as he held out his arms, I smiled and snuggled close to Glenn. He placed his hand gently on my lower stomach and began to massage the pain away. I let out a sigh of relief before placing a kiss on Glenn's jaw "Thank you" I whispered before finally drifting off to sleep.

Negan:

I groaned lightly and held my stomach as I laid in my bed, doing anything I can to get rid of the aching in my stomach. Everyone had just gone to bed but I could not get comfortable. Sighing, I stood up and pulled on my soft robe before stepping out of the room and walking down the hall. My bare feet padded along the cold concrete floor as I approached Negan's room. I listened through the door before knocking softly "Come in" His gruff voice shouted, I stepped into the room, seeing Negan sitting at his desk with a glass of whiskey. He shot me a smile and swiveled the chair to face me as I approached him. "Everything okay baby girl?" He asked, taking my hand and pulling me to stand between his legs. "Yeah, I just couldn't sleep," I said, my hand still rubbing my stomach gently. Negan gave me a curious look "Just cramping" I explained, my face cringing slightly as a shot of pain washed through my abdomen. He nodded in realization, pulling me gently to sit in his lap. I smiled and rested my head in the crook of his neck as I brought my legs up to rest on his other leg. He leaned back in the chair, keeping one arm around me, holding me in place and the other hand held his glass. He held me in silence as he looked over his plans on his desk and drank his whiskey as I fell asleep in his arms.