PRISON OF LOVE
Rick, distraught and torn, sitting in the dank dusty little room that served as the recent birthplace of his child. Waited in anticipation for the sleek black phone that sit across from him, mocking him, to ring. He sat against the cold stone of the wall with one leg tucked under him and the other outstretched across the dirt coated floor. He stared intently at the phone broken from the world, In his own realm where only the device and himself existed. When suddenly the sound of a large metal door creaking open broke his concentration on the telephonic machine, Rick looked up with surprise and preparation in case the origin of the sound was caused by a walker. A sensation of relief came over Rick when he saw Hershel enter the room staggering in on his crutches.
As Hershel carefully made his way down the small set of stairs that greeted him. Rick now gazed at Hershel wide eyed and awe struck, for at this moment he had an epiphany, he was dumbfounded at the pure manly strength of the now mono-pedal man who approached him. Rick always felt appreciative to Hershel for saving Carl's life and in many ways the group as a whole but it was a deep admiration rather than appreciation, A lust for the man that had sheltered him. Rick always felt boyish about having such a crush.
"You ok down here, Rick?" Hershel asked in his gristly man voice
"Yeah, Yeah I'm fine." Rick retorted bashfully as he rubbed the back of his neck and grinned slightly, gravitating slowly across the room towards Hershel, grabbing a chair and placing it behind Hershel so that he could sit.
Hershel now hobbled over and struggled to get on the chair, Rick swiftly moved over and grasped Hershel's big burly bicep to stable him. Hershel turned to look at Rick and Rick quickly jerked his head up to look at Hershel, Rick then shyly grinned as he started to blush. Their faces centimeters apart, their eyes locked with one another, they were silent for a few seconds that seemed like hours as each one passed. Slowly their faces moved in, till their lips collided and their tongues clashed, The two survivors passionately french kissed in each others arms. Neither wanted to let go they were trapped in one another's sweet embrace, Rick had been waiting for this moment ever since he ran out of the woods with his bleeding son in his arms onto Hershels land. The sweet memories of when he first laid eyes on Veterinarian, How sexy he had looked up on the porch in his sexy sex suspenders with hair like frost and voice like gravel. He was a true man the kind of man Rick could spend the rest of his life with, all the grief and guilt had lifted off of his shoulders as the big manly farmer ever so lovingly tongue kissed him. They could now start fresh and find comfort in one another fulfilling each other's needs as widowers, They could now raise little Sophia Jackie Amy Carol Lorie AssKicker Grimes, together, In this prison of love..