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Im really bored and im having a Walking Dead Attack! Lets Talk!
Accept what is gone and what is lost..
I stare at the palms of my hands, covered in blood and sweat. The prison air is cool at the touch. I lie motionless as a monster was sawing at my delicate throat. But when you realize thats not literal but thats my life now. The only time I actually have some sanity is when I’m with certain people.
“Rick, I need to talk to you.” Daryl said motioned for me where he was at. At the top of the stair case. I slowly walked to him, feeling sick with every move.
“You’re not looking to good down there, you okay?” I looked to the ground, and shook my head in the no formation.
“You look like you’re about to pass out man, sit down.” I sat down next to the helpful Daryl Dixon. I held it in a while longer then I let it all go. Daryl wrapped his arm around my shoulder, “Its okay, shh shh shh.” I couldn’t stop, I attempted but failed. I didn’t want to stop, I wanted to let it all out. But I probably should. I began slowing it down a bit. “Accept what has left us, you. Accept everything thats happend.” Daryl suggested. I nodded in agreement. I wiped my tears and walked over to Carl.
“Dad, are you okay?” I got down on one knee to be eye level with my, brave, clever son.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” “
“I love you dad.”
My edit isn’t he perfect??
Staring, staring at those crosses brought back all the memories of my beautiful wife. I loved her, she was understanding, but got pissed off at me a lot. Like the time she told me to ‘kill Shane’ so I do then the next thing I know is that shes fucking mad at me. Yeah I take that back, sometimes she wasn’t the most understanding person.
We gathered the elders back into cell block C, giving them the tour on where they would be staying. I sat down on the bottom step to the stair case next to Daryl. “Hey man what are going to do about the Governor?” Daryl asked as if he was pissed off at the world. “I don’t know, I mean what can we do?” “Get the hell out of here, that’s what.” “But we just cant drop everything and just leave.” “Well it sounds like a pretty good idea.” “But the elders, they need to be safe.” “Dammit Rick, they broke down are main premises, what do you think they’re going to do next?” “I don’t know, Daryl. But they are probably tracking us down.” “So we just stay and fight, get our asses killed?” “For now, yes.” “Well Rick, come to me when you come to your senses.” “Daryl, i’m sorry about Merle.” “What do you care? You fucking hated his guts.” “Shit happens.”
I stood up and walked away from Daryl, he needed to cool down. I motioned for Michonne to come where I was standing. “Yes Rick?” “Thank you.” “For what?” “Having my ass. You can stay here. We need you more than you need us.” She smiled. “Thanks Rick.” I put my arms out, asking for a hug. She looked down then back up and returned it. “I better go check up on Carl.” I let go of our amazing hug. “Yeah, I think hes a little mad at you.” I nodded.
Carl was sitting next to Beth who was holding Judith (a.k.a lil’ ass kicker). “Carl, can I talk to you?” “Yeah dad.” He kissed Judith’s soft head and came with me. “I’m sorry Carl, for making you upset.” “Its okay dad, I understand why you did it. They were helpless. Now if you excuse me, im going back to Judith.” I rubbed his neck before he walked away, to his adorable little sister.
I sat down up against the wall, the only privacy you could have now days. I stared at my hands thinking of many things. I wanted to believe other wise, but I know its true. Judith is… not mine I’ll say. All of me wanted to believe it, and I don’t think all me will change its thoughts any time soon. Michonne plopped down next to me, and rested her hand on my knee. “Are you okay, Rick?” I shook my head no but said “Yeah, i’m fine.” “No you’re not, but if you don’t want to talk about it then that is fine.” I turned my head over to look her in the eyes. “Thanks, but i’m fine.” She nodded in agreement. She knows i’m lying right now shes like physic or something. But I also have a bad poker face. “You just need some rest, we all do. Lean your head on my shoulder.” I took her offer, she is pretty awesome. “Thanks, for being there for me, Michonne.” “No, problem.” She rested her head on mine, and I just closed my eyes. I left, I went to a different world. Like nothing was wrong in the world.
(Next episode… Rick and Michonne, something more than friends, partners, ass kickers? What will the Governor do next? Will they leave, or fight?)
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Loki! Sorry havnt been on in a while. But i will be posting more often now since school is one day away from being out.
Rick and shane one of my favorite shippings.