Adopted by Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Going to Talk to Jared

                                                             ***One year later***
I woke up and walked into my closet looking for something to wear. I decided on a Daryl Dixon shirt and some black ripped skinny jean with my thick heeled combat boots and leather jacket. I saw my stomach in the mirror as I was changing my shirt and I traced the scar on my stomach.
                                                       ***Flashback***
I woke up in a hospital gown and I pulled it up to look at my stomach it took over thirty stiches to close the wound, but first they had to remove the bullet fragments which hurt like a bitch. I looked over and saw my brother sleeping in the uncomfortable chairs I threw my plastic cup at him and he looked up at me. “Oh, look the sleeping beauty is awake.” he said I smiled and chuckled slightly He handed me the keys to the Harley and my suitcase, "it’s outside I already signed the discharge papers all you have to do is go home." I looked at him confused as why he
wanted me to leave as if he had read my mind, “I know you don’t care for the gang all that much and besides it’s the least I can do since you got shot I just want you to be safe and you’ll be safe if you’re with your family.” he hugged me then he left I slowly got out of bed and changed into the clothes that he left me and headed to Jeffrey’s when I got there I hesitated but knocked it took a minute but a disheveled Jeffrey opened the door and looked in shock when he saw me. He tightly wrapped his arms around me as if he stopped hugging me I would disappear I winced in pain but returned the same gesture we walked into the house and sat down on the couch, “So why’d you leave?” he asked.
                                                      ***End of Flashback***
I walked downstairs since it was 9 A.M. I started to make breakfast I made pancakes, eggs, bacon, and sausage. Slowly, Jeffrey descended the stairs looking at me smiling he quickly ate then headed to his room to change when he came back down he was ready to go to work I and I was coming with him for the first time in a year most of the time I went to the Walking Dead set. In my mind I wasn’t ready to talk to Jared or anyone else, but I knew I had to we arrived and I went straight to Jared’s trailer I knocked and waited for a reply or for the door to open when I leaned closer I heard “noises” I didn’t need to hear anymore before quickly turning and leaving to Jensen’s trailer instead he answered right after I knocked and he had the same reaction as my dad they knew me for a short amount of time, but they still were attached. We
caught up and soon he was called to set, and I headed to dad’s trailer on the way I saw Jared with a woman and so I picked up my pace and ran to my dad’s trailer when I got there I laid down and started crying into a pillow then I stopped remembering I was the one that screwed up and not him I walked into the bathroom fixed my make-up then went to the Walking Dead set.