"Your dad's nice"
"Shane is not my dad" I mumbled glaring at the little girl I just met 'Sophia'.
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"You scared me!" I giggled as Shane hovered over me.
"Not sorry" he mumbled smirking
"How much time we got?"
"Enough" I smirked, and connected our lips together.
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"You wanna survive? You gotta fight! The world isn't how it used to be Rick! You know that!" Shane yelled giving everyone a gun, he held one out to me "You with me?"
I looked to my dad and he tilted his head in a warning way. I looked into Shane's eyes....
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"Stop! Stop! Please! We just came here to drop Randal off!" I yelled panicking, Shane grabbed a wrench and threw it at my Dad but instead it hit me and...
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"But I won't have to say anything cause that blood. It will be on you. Not me" Shane said poking Dales shoulder, I looked between the two.
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"Shane your dangerous" I mumbled not looking into his eyes, he pushed me onto the table and put his hand on the side of my cheek. "Stop thinking like your dad..your 15 your old enough to make thoughts of your own" he told me, grabbing my chin and making me look at him. "Now I love you. And I know you love me too. But I just need to hear you say it. Don't tell me what your dad thinks, don't tell me what your mom thinks. Tell me what you think. I know you don't believe that. So tell me. Do you think I'm dangerous?..."