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chapter 13

Glenns P.O.V~

"Glenn! Glennnnn!" Maggie whines in a sing-song voice.

"What?" I say bluntly, not looking up from my book.

"Why didn't you come with me this afternoon?"

"How can you do the same thing over and over again?" I sigh, being as douchey as possible.

"Excuse me Glenn?!" Maggie is pissed.

"I'm pretty sure you heard me."

"Glenn I am a bit fucking sick of you at the moment; you have been so nasty lately."

I was still reading my book, barely paying attention to her rant.

"Maggie, I think 'god' is a lie, invented by power hungry men who saw an oppurtunity to further segregate their class systems..." I respond lazily.

"How could you say that Glenn?"

"Because it's true. The evidence that there iss no god lies all around us, it's called nature and science and whatnot. And if there is a god then he is an ass, look around you. We live in a prison cell made of molecules and atoms. So either god is not real or he is a dick."

"How can you use such cuss words against our great lords name!?" Maggies responds.

"Because I could not give a flying fuck." I reply with no hint of emotion.

"I cannot stand you!" She yells as she storms out of the cell. I roll onto my stomach and decide to take a nap.

~a few hours later~

"Hey!" Someone yells as they shake my shoulder.

"What?" I groan.

"I'm moving out Glenn, I am staying with my dad."

"Why?" I ask, with monotoned voice.

"Because Glenn you aren't treating me right and I don't want to be subjected to this."

"Me not treating you right? Maggie if you haven't noticed you treat me however you feel like it and if you hadn't noticed I'm sick of it!" I yell, anger in my voice.

"I never treat you badly Glenn!"

"Ha! You do it so often that you dont even notice!"

"I can't fucking deal with this Glenn. I just can't." Maggie says picking up some stuff and leaving.

Oh when is she going to break up with me? I think to myself.

I check my watch and it's 7:38 pm.

Time for dinner.

I walk out of the cells and into the eatery.

Bob is on serving duty and very few people are still at dinner.

"Hey Bob, can I have a bowl?"

"Sure," he says as he scoops a serving into an empty bowl.

"Thanks." I say as I walk towards an empty table.

"Oi Glenn!" I hear Daryl call, he is sitting two tables away eating. I shuffle to his table and sit down.

"Ya need to be careful." He says, not looking away from his meal.

"What?" I ask, bemused.

"You and the girl." He whispers.

"W-what?!" I splutter on my soup.

"You may think i'm some dumb hill billy. But I know a lot more than anyone gives me credit for." He replies calmly, handing me a napkin for my spilt soup.

"Darly you have saved my ass more times than I can count. I don't think of you as a dumb redneck."

"Yeah, well the point is you hav'ta be more carefull." Daryl says.

"So... what did you see?" I ask nervously.

"Well you guys became my own personal soap opera." Darly says.

"Oh god,"

"Yeah. I know your plan. I heard it at least. And from the conversation Maggie just had with her sister not half an hour ago I would say that you've put it in action."

"Yeah. I have."

"I can't say that it's a bad plan."

"Yeah, I am pretty proud of it."

"Well you gotta finish it off slowly, people aint as dumb as they seem. She will figure it out if you don't drag it on."

"Thanks Daryl. Haha... there you go again; saving my ass!" I laughed.

"Eh. It's nothing chinaman." He says, punching me in the arm in a friendly manner.

My soup is finished so I get up and rinse my bowl in the sink.

Two weeks. I can do it in two weeks...