Push and Pull || Maggie Greene

The Next Day

The rest of that night was a blur, I didn't get that much sleep, though I doubt anyone did.

Andrea hasn't moved from beside her sister's body despite us trying to get her to at least drink sometime.

Many were worried though, and as much as it was a terrible thing to say...Amy was a risk, we had no idea when she was gonna turn and the last thing we need is Andrea getting bit too.

Many of us have tried to talk to her, all we were met with was silence. Lori was currently trying to talk to her, though by the looks of it she wasn't successful as she left only moments later.

I was with the others, going around and making sure our people wouldn't come back. It was gruesome... having to watch Daryl put a pickaxe in the heads of people that we all have come to know.

We dragged the bodies off to be burnt and I swear the smell was worse than anything I've ever experienced.

"I wish we could have been quicker...that I could have been quicker, maybe these folks would still be walking," I said aloud after we through another body in the fire.

"So do I...but ain't nothing we can do about it, all we can do is move on, remember the folks that lost their lives last night." I let T-Dog's words sink in for a moment, he was right, though that didn't stop the feeling of regret that had settled deep in my chest.

I heard a gun being cocked and my attention was drawn to that. I was met with the sight of Andrea holding a gun to my dear brother's head.

I couldn't hear what was being said, but I still watched with narrowed eyes and bated breath. No one moved, all scared to startle the woman, eventually, Rick slowly backed away and the gun was dropped.

I soon found myself with the others, discussing what we should do about Andrea and Amy.

"Y'all can't be serious. Let that girl Hamstring us?" Daryl motioned towards the RV. "The dead girls a time bomb." He spoke the words and although they were harsh that didn't make them any less true.

"What do you want us to do?" My voice was tired and I ran a hand over my face, noticing all the dirt and grime that adorned my face.

Daryl leaned towards me, "Take the Shot." He said like I should have already known the answer. "Clean, in the brain from here." He pointed to his own head for emphasis. "Hell, I can hit a turkey between the eyes from this distance."

"No, for God's sakes, let her be," Lori told him as she took a seat, obviously not wanting to put Andrea in any more distress.

"Well we have to do something...and while doing what Daryl said may not be the most greatest of options, we need to let her know we gotta do what needs to be done," I said, not wanting to risk the safety of my family any longer.

Daryl scoffed, "At least someone gets it." He muttered before walking off. "I tried that...all it got me was a gun pointed in my face." My brother told me and I tossed my hands in the air, " Then what do we do?"

When no one said anything I shook my head before returning to work, going over to where Daryl and Morales were dragging a body and grabbing the legs to help them.

"Hey, what are you guys doing?" Glenn asked us, "This is for geeks. Out people go over there." He pointed to where we had placed the bodies of our own.