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

Chapter 58: If anyone should be sorry, it's me.

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(DAY 067) Not much is new. Martinez and I started going on daily runs, and so far, so good. We're heading on one in a little bit, looking for some extra clothes and thinner things to wear. It's April, I think late April. It's going to start getting warm soon and we doubt the citizens of Woodbury packed in preparation for the full year. It was February when we all fled our homes, so most people packed for Winter.

I remember the panic I went through while packing my clothes that day. I just got back from the gas station and had arms covered in grocery bags full of snacks, but I dropped them all when I walked into the house and saw a pile of blood under Denise, laying with no life as Chad swarmed the house to get his own things ready. At first, I thought he killed her and was ready to flee the country. After I started freaking out, he calmly explained that a man had come through town going off about a virus wiping out countries around us. He told everyone that nothing was safe and to get to family before it was too late. I didn't believe a damn word out of Chad's mouth until he explained to me that Denise stabbed herself at the mere suggestion of it like it was an excuse to get out of this world. I guess then after about an hour she got back up and tried to bite him, and his instinct was to keep stabbing her until she went down. He discovered that it had to be the brain, and when Merle and Daryl stopped to get me after hearing the crazy guy's news, Chad told them about Denise, claimed that I had already took off for Virginia for Michelle, and apparently told them to aim for the brain, which Merle told me in his note.

But anyways, when Chad made me start packing, my brain was going in every direction but the right one. There were millions of things on my mind so I was just grabbing random things that I wore often. For one, I saw my favorite shirt and shorts and there were in my bag instantly despite the fact that it was the end of February. The shorts are just normal jean shorts, and the shirt is like my lucky shirt. It's grey and long sleeve with buttons that go about halfway down. Then I grabbed my sweatpants and jeans and my favorite black hoodie, underwear, just random stuff I wore a lot. I didn't think about how the weather would change and how I needed a variety of stuff. I doubt that anyone did.

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Sorry, I had to stop because Martinez showed up for our run. It went well. We got a whole bunch of clothes for the stock and no one got hurt. It was kinda fun, too. We gossiped and he told me stuff about Phillip, like how Phillip has been different and much happier since I moved in with him.

Well, I'm going to end it here. There's no much else to add, so...

Signing out,
Corynn Elaine August (Jenner)
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The crunch of leaves and our careful steps were the only things I could hear. For the past hour or two, that was the only sound around us other than our own breathing. Clark and I had a lot to talk about but we were clearly on the same page about wanting to avoid it. It was either that or Clark had just completely forgotten, and I found that impossible.

We had escaped, though. We made some serious distance within the past so many hours and we were nowhere near where we had made our break for it. We had only decided on one thing ---we weren't going to Hilltop. There was one thing for sure, and it that was the likelihood of Gregory selling us out to the Saviors. He didn't like me to begin with, and now that we were escapees, there was a large chance Gregory would use us for his own benefit, either threaten to turn us in and hold it over our heads or just turn us in for the reputation boost.

With that, we had decided on Alexandria, but we didn't want to head back immediately. It was also pretty possible that the Saviors would check Alexandria to see if we returned, so we didn't want to go back there for a little bit. Negan was going to collect the first offering in a week's time, so we had to choose a day between now and then to return home and settle things. It was a work in progress but it was only Clark and me, so we just had to do what we felt was best.