CHAPTER ELEVEN
familiar faces and
conversations.
"A party?" Aiden rose her eyebrows at what Michonne just told her. The woman nodded. Aiden scoffed.
"I'm not going to some stupid welcome party, Mich," Aiden said.
"You don't have to stay long. You're one of their new constables. Let the people get to know you some." Michonne said.
Aiden rolled her eyes, "fine. I'll go. But you owe me."
Michonne laughed, "of course."
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Aiden wore a pair of black jeans and a beige t-shirt to the party with one of Carl's flannels over her shirt. Her hair was curled, thank you Rosita.
It felt weird to be done up in some sort of way. With everything that was going on outside the walls, walkers, people. It didn't feel normal.
She opened Deanna's front door and saw several people inside already. Rick and some of their other were already there.
"Ah, Aiden!" She heard Deanna. The older woman approached her, "welcome. Thank you for coming."
"I don't know about all this." Aiden looked around. Deanna looked at her questionably.
"Why?"
"Because I don't know these people." She replied and walked off. Before she knew it, more and more people arrived. She was informed that Daryl and Aaron had returned from going out. She didn't wait for Daryl to show up because she knew he wouldn't.
The moon had risen and Aiden was tired. She sat beside Glenn when a kid ran up to her. He had bangs and wide eyes.
"Hi." He said to her.
"Hello." Aiden replied.
"You're Aiden, right? My dad told me he met you." The kid rambled.
"What's your dads name?" Aiden asked him.
"Pete. My name's Sam." He said. This kid was the guys kid who approached her and Noah their second day here.
"Yeah, I met your dad. He told me to come get a checkup." Aiden replied. She watched as he nodded and pulled something out of his pocket.
"Do you want a stamp?" He asked her. She nodded in reply. The kid grabbed her wrist and stamped a red 'A' to the top of her hand.
"Thanks, kid." She smiled and he grinned in reply, "you're welcome!" Before he rushed off towards the cookies.
She stared at the red 'A'. It only brought back memories from Terminus. Glenn nudged her with his elbow, "you good?"
She nodded, "yeah. I think I'm going to head home. I'm gettin' tired." He nodded.
"You need me to walk you back to the house?" He asked and she shook her head.
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Fanfictionphil • o • phobia noun the fear of falling in love or being emotionally connected to another. aiden dixon loved her family. she was terrified to lose them. she had already lost too many people. her brother, a woman she grew up with, a very close...
