This story will be eventual Christa x Bonnie (Bonnista)

A/N ~ Yes, this is most definitely the first fanfic written about this pairing. Since I am also probably the only one who ships this. Christa and Bonnie are both my favourite characters in TWDG, and I just can't help but ship them together somehow. It doesn't help that I am pretty much too gay to function, haha.

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Feedback is welcomed, and I accept advice or constructive criticism you may want to give me. But if you are just going to comment on how 'disgusting' and 'stupid' this pairing is in your opinion then I advise that you don't even read it.

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Chapter 1 - Hard Decisions

Bonnie's POV

I looked up at the cloudy sky, a sigh escaping my lips as I leant back against the side of the half-built house. I thought about all of the people I had lost along the way.

My mom during the first few days of the apocalypse. I was living with her and my little sister, and was a liability to them. I was hooked on drugs and as much as my mom tried to help me, I wouldn't stop using them. I then gulped, remembering her pushing me to safety one day as walkers burst through the front door, and she was mauled by them in seconds.

A few weeks later, it was my little sister Janet's fate. She tripped over as we tried to get out of our infected city, and they tore her apart right in front of me. I shuddered as I could vividly remember her cries of help and screaming my name in terror as I watched helplessly over my shoulder, falling to my knees, distraught as she was taken from me.

After many months of surviving out on my own, I finally gave up on everything, and began using the drugs again that I still had on me. I curled up against a tree deep in a woods, and stayed like that for days. Until Leland and Dee found me, and they took care of me. I owed them everything for what they did for me. It took a very long time, but they managed to get me off of the stuff, but it still wasn't easy to move on from what had happened. Me and Leland became close, and I started to feel something for him. I immediately knew I shouldn't, he was a married man for Christ's sake, but something about him drew me to him.

But then of course, when running from a group of people in a cornfield, I had accidentally killed Dee. The look on her face when she realised what I had done to her still haunts me now. And then a few hours later me and Leland stumbled upon a group of people a few hundred yards away from an old rundown diner. The people were wary of us at first, but treated my shoulder wound and reluctantly let us stay.

We soon earned their trust though, and for a month or so I actually felt happy again. But the truth about Dee's death was eating away at me. Once I had admitted the truth about her to Leland one night, he stormed off, and I never saw him again after that. I grew closer with everyone in this group after he left, but whenever Shel and her sister Becca spent time together playing cards or chatting until late, it reminded me painfully of me and my own sister.

I still wonder if Leland is out there somewhere, but what did it matter? He would never forgive me for what happened. Soon after that, a woman called Tavia showed up at our camp one night, defenceless.

I believed her when she told me and the group that she was a scout for a growing settlement up north. Tavia explained that she goes out to look for survivors like us and rescue them. The rest of my new group were less enthusiastic about the idea, not trusting her as easily. Only Shel and Becca came along with me to the place the woman had told us about.

After staying for over a year at the new settlement, members of our group escaped. Carver chose me and a few of the other men to help him track them down. It took quite a long time but once we did, we took them in by force with the other people they had met whilst they had been gone. I let out a sigh as I remembered. Walter, Reggie and Alvin were killed by Carver. Once I had agreed to help the group escape again, Carlos and Sarita had been killed in the herd of walkers.

A young girl called Clementine who had been with the old group when they were captured again, informed the group that Nick and Sarah hadn't made it. Rebecca had given birth to a baby boy, and she died the next day.

I shut my eyes tightly as I kicked the snow around me. Luke had died next, drowning when we had to cross the lake to get to this house Arvo had mentioned. Clem tried her hardest to save him, but it was too late. And that was it now, we were stuck in the middle of nowhere with just a little house for protection and warmth. The group was getting smaller and smaller every day, with now only seven people left alive. Mike, Arvo, Kenny, Jane, Clementine, the baby and myself. Everything was so fucked.

Closing my eyes for a split second, I murmured quietly. "Mama watch over us."

I heard footsteps approaching, and turned to see Mike coming over. I shook myself out of my thoughts, and offered him a small smile. He leant against the wall beside me, speaking up, "How are you feeling?"

I shrugged my shoulders, my gaze drifting over to the horizon. "I've been better." I mumbled, and he nodded his head, staying silent as we both shivered slightly in the cold.

Mike cleared his throat, scratching the back of his neck. "I need to talk to you about something." I locked eyes with him, confused, but nodded my head slowly in response. The tall man thought for a moment, before adding, "I think we should leave." My eyes widened as I looked at him incredulously.

"What?!" I spluttered, not believing what I was hearing. If he thought that running off with no sense of direction or idea on where to go was better than staying here, he was insane.

He let out a sigh, "I've been thinking about it. Me, you and Arvo could take off and not have to worry about freezing our asses off here. We could head to Texas, I'm sure it's a lot better than here." My jaw dropped slightly as I eyed him sternly.

"What the fuck, Mike? Why would we run off with Arvo, after everything he's caused! We can't just leave everyone." I said angrily, folding my arms. He backed down a little, but wouldn't give up easily.

"But we can't stay here! That guy is crazy, one day he's going to lose it and turn on all of us!" As much as I knew Mike had a very good point, because sooner or later Kenny was probably going to lose it with us, I still shook my head firmly. I thought about the girl who I had started to get close to.

I glanced down at the ground sadly, "I can't leave Clementine. She's my friend, and I've betrayed her trust enough times already." I could see Mike was about to retaliate when I added honestly, "And Kenny only wants what's best for us."

The man beside me narrowed his eyes, a frown etched onto his face. "What, beating the shit out of anyone that goes against him or making us freeze to death trying to find some imaginary camp in Wellington is what's best for us? You know what he's capable of, he's fucking crazy!" He exclaimed. I lifted my head to look at him, choosing not to answer.

Obviously I knew that Kenny being almost beaten to death had possibly done some damage to his brain.. and although it wasn't his fault he was acting this way I had to agree that he was very dangerous. I unfolded my arms, grabbing a cigarette from my pocket and lighting it, taking a long drag and then exhaling, puffing the smoke into the cold air. I suggested, "Can't we bring the kids with us?"

Mike rolled his eyes, "You really think Kenny will be able to cope without the baby and especially Clem? She's the only one that really knows him now. Also, I doubt she'll want to leave without him." I let out a sigh, knowing what Mike had said was very likely true.

I peered through the window of the house, watching as Jane and Clementine sat by the fire with the baby. Maybe it was the right thing to do, to leave with Mike and Arvo. Perhaps Jane would take care of Clementine if Kenny became too unstable. I thought for a brief moment. "You're right.. but what do we do? Just leave on foot with nothing?"

It seemed like a pretty bad idea to me. Mike shook his head, speaking in a hushed voice, "No, wait until it's dark, take the supplies and get the hell out of here. I've already filled Arvo in, and he said he'll be able to start up the truck. It will be simple."

I felt a sudden pang of guilt in my heart as I gave in, "Okay, I'm in." I was very angry at myself, but I knew it would be stupid to stay here. It would go to even more shit soon enough. Mike seemed pleased as he smiled with relief.

He replied, "Good. Once everyone's asleep, I'll get most of it ready and wake you up." I nodded before straightening up, letting the cigarette drop onto the snow. I stamped on it without another word, and excused myself for the loo and trudging over to the trees to think about what I had just agreed to take part in.