𝓕𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓮 𝓕𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓭•Charles Smith X Reader

8: Friends

"Hello there," I look to the woman from a while ago, "sorry about Karen..." she puts her hand out with a small smile. "I'm Mary-Beth, hopefully we can continue to become good friends." I nod shaking her hand, "I'm Y/N." The other girl puts her hand out, "I'm Tilly, nice to meet you." I shake her hand to. Then look back at the fire.

It's been a long while since I've had a conversation with a person, I'm so used to Levi... Levi!

I get up and walk away to the trees, looking for him. He's not used to being away this much... I hear screams and come running, seeing Levi trying to play with some people. "Ay!" He looks to me then stops, sitting down and watching me come closer and closer.

"S-Sorry." I stutter out and flick my finger signalling him to follow. The people look at me then turn away, there probably mad... I start walking away until the little boy comes, the one who talked to me.

"Hi Ms! Hi Levi!" He lets him, his mother comes running again. "Jack!" She grabs his wrist and almost throws him behind her. "That's a wild animal." "He's trained." "Prove it-" "Sit," Levi does so. "Lay down," doing that to. I stay silent. "Roll over," Levi goes on his back and stays there.

"He's a good animal." The woman defeated, she slowly lets her grip go and lets him back.

"I-I'm sorry." She says, her tone completely changed. She looks me up and down, Ah yes... A woman in pants, how strange. I put my hand out for a hand shake. "I'm Y/N L/N." She grabs my hand and slowly shakes it, "I'm Abigail Marston, that's my son. Jack Marston." I stay quiet for a moment, "Are you married?" It's a strange question out of the blue, but her and her son have the same last name.

"Yes, John Marston. He's... Recovering, he got mauled by a couple of wolves..." She says almost cheekily, but laughing at the end. I look to her hand, no ring... Maybe she's just not wearing it?

I smile a bit seeing Levi happy, playing with someone who isn't even scared of him... 'Jack' is very nice to, rubbing his stomach and talking to him like he's a normal person...

"So," I look at Abigail. "Where are you from?" I think if I should tell her or not. Giving in and opening my mouth. "Around.... When my mother and Father were alive we lived near Strawberry, until he left... So we moved near Valentine. Boringly, we lived in the motel there. Then when we got shot up, she died... So I paid some people to build me my old house, and I lived there ever since..."

"Old?" "It... It got burned by those damn O'driscolls." She looks at me for a good second then back to Jack. "Those O'driscolls. I'd kill every single one if I could." She said. Staring off into the woods. "That Kieran boy is one. He looks like a joke tied against that tree." She giggles pointing at the man.

I haven't seen him. But he was tied hands behind his back, standing up with his legs shaking. Un-civil. But he probably deserves it.

"They can't get one word outta him. All just 'I don't know' and 'I'm not an O'driscoll.'" She mocks loud enough for him to hear. She looks at me. "You look tough. Why don't you give it a try?" I think. No. But, I don't even know what they're trying to get out of him...

"What are you trying to get him to say?" "Where Colm is next." I nod.

"Maybe Levi can get it out of him..." (Maybe he'll step on his face like in the anime-)

"Mhm. You might wanna speak to Dutch about it, he'll know." I nod again. Whistling for Levi to follow, even though he's playing. He still follows. Leaving Jack with a small nudge to his nose and coming up behind me.

Back to fire. Dutch sits with his friends talking and laughing. "Mr. Van Der Linde...?" He looks to me and smiles. "Come! Come sit! You seem tense." I quietly sigh and walk around the log. Sitting down a small distance away.

"You needed me?" He asks. "Kieran is his name?" He nods. "We've been starving him to try any get it out of him. He's not choking anything up. It's getting... Frustrating." I nod along. "I'm sure... I'm sure I can try...? Levi here might get it out of him..." I point over the Levi. Sitting right beside me.

Dutch gives me a surprised expression, with a hint of an idea in his head. "Of course! In the morning at least. We want him to wake up." "Ok." I mumble sighing and finally relaxing. It's been a long day.