New Dasha story, I been having this idea in my head for a while now and I love it so far. I hope you guys enjoy.
Oh by the way its an alternate universe
I woke up to the smell of pancakes and syrup hitting my nose. I heard the sound of giggling, little arms wrapped around my body trying to cuddle for warmth. I slowly start to stir awake, feeling the small person snuggle closer to me.
"Judith what did I tell you about trying to wake up Sasha" I heard my best friend Michonne tell her stepdaughter.
"That tia needs to her sleep because of her booboo" Judith hairs brushes against my nose as she moves her head to look at Michonne, who I'm guessing was still by the door.
I had a burn that went from the right side of my waist, down to my leg and also on my arm. I still feel the extruding pain of the fabric of my jeans sticking to my skin, just to feel the doctors slowly tear the fabric. It's like I can feel the fire going through my leg and hit my nerves. Twas the night of the firefighter annual family dinner, it was my fiance Bob and I we were driving back home. The car ride was filled with laughter, recapping the night highlighting our favorite moments. We just entered the downtown area of Atlanta, as we went through the green light a drunk driver, crashed into us then causing us to drive into a street pole. I remember the street pole being bent over the car, Bob was bent over the steering wheel, as I tried to search for something to get someone attention from the outside. Then suddenly I smelt gasoline, that was coming from the tank, the next I knew the flames were coming alive, engulfing Bob body coming closer to me. The car heating from the flames, the car becoming an oven or toaster, I tried to close my eyes from stopping myself to not look over and see Bob's body burning next to me. I couldn't bring myself to cover my ears, the next thing I knew the flames got closer to me, they reach my body, I try to hit the flames away but I know as a firefighter that wasn't a smart idea to do. Between my screams, Bobs screams and the sirens of the fire station that was finally called, I heard members of my firestation trying to talk to me, making sure I was alright, I tried asking them about Bob but they didn't answer. I knew what they meant...he was gone. That was someone that was near and dear to me that I have lost…..a two months earlier I lost my brother and my sister-in-law in a car accident, very similar to this one...Was there still a reason onto why I was still on this earth?
I hugged Judith tighter remembering the memory of that night, the loss of my brother and my sister-in-law. I buried head into the crook of her neck, I let the tears fall, I hear Michonne tap Judith, so she could comfort me instead but I hear Judith say "No mommy, tia is always theres for me when I cry."
I lift up my head from her hold, my dark brown eyes meeting icy pool blue eyes that still showed an ounce of innocence to this world, "Tia is okay babygirl, go play with Andre"
"Estas Seguro?" I chuckled at Judith, Judith learned Spanish from Rosita at a young age of one and been speaking it since. When Michonne and Rick started to date, Rosita told Rick that Judith would know Spanish just like Andre does, Carl can't speak it but can understand it.
"Yes, I'm sure" I told her as she slowly release her arms from around me, she kisses my forehead, she goes over to the door and turns around, before she lives the room to go find Andre. She tells me "Te amo tía recuerda que" I smile at her because even in my darkest moment she was that sunshine, my cuddle buddy and my go to for the best hugs.
"I'm sure, I will remember that Jud-Jud yo también te amo" She leaves and shuts the door after hearing my reply to her answer.
Now it was just Michonne and I, I push myself more onto the bed so I can properly lean against the headboard. Michonne watches my every move as if I'm gonna break like a vase in million pieces. I sigh then look over at Michonne, who looked like she was about to ask something but wasn't sure if she was ready to ask.
The room was complete silence until I decided to speak up "Michonne whats wrong?"
"Nothing" Michonne says quickly, she's not looking into my eyes, playing with her fingers a habit she did when she was nervous.
"Michonne, we been best friends since the womb, you can't lie to me" Michonne runs her hand through her dreads a habit she got from Rick, exhales a deep breath and looks at me. "Sasha you gotta get out of the condo, you gotta keep going, I know losing Bob is hard on you. But you have to enjoy your life. Bob would've wanted you to be living your life no matter if he was here or not." Michonne puts her hand on my leg as I close my eyes and lean my head against the headboard. "Sasha I'm telling you this because I love you like a sister." She rubs my knee to comfort me.
"Mich it's not easy" exhaled the breath that I was holding in. A tear falls down my face, I felt Michonne wipe away the tear.
"I want you to be happy"
"I am happy"
"Sash, you have to almost restart your head, keep telling yourself that you're gonna be happy, you're gonna have to find something, that will make your life worth living again" Michonne exclaims as she holds my hand.
I listened to her words, she was right, Bob wouldn't want this but I couldn't bring myself to go back out into the world again. This world was harsh to me for some reason, I felt like if I wanted to disappear from it. I didn't know what I wanted to do, in the back of my mind I knew Michonne was right but I fully didn't want to accept the fact I could leave in this world without getting hurt, that I could live in this world without losing a family member that was near and dear to me. I shaked my head back forth trying to shake my head of the overflowing thoughts that was running through it.
"If you wanted harsh and straight-forward, I would have sent Rosita but if you wanted someone to sugarcoat and give you rush of motivation I would've sent Maggie."
Maggie, Rosita, Michonne and I have been best friends since we were in the womb. Our moms were best friends, since they were in high school, we say that we're sisters, we go through everything together, better much like sisters we do know when to push each other buttons. Well actually Maggie and Rosita are now step-sisters since Maggie dad Hershel and Rosita mom Josefina married each other, after the death their spouses. She helped Hershel with his alcohol problem reminding him that he had two girls Maggie and Beth to rise. Over time, the love for each other grew and they fell in love, together they have a farm. Rosita, Maggie and Beth were elated, while Rosita brother was just getting used to the idea of being the only boy out of the girls. My mom was a high school teacher and my dad was a veteran, Michonne dad was a Governor and her mom was a college professor. I also lost my mom due to breast cancer, so to us, we had two moms take the lord trusted watch over us.
The holidays were always spent with each other families, each holiday was a every year. We grown accustomed to it, our parents wanted to keep the "family" close and they made it happen. They told us, after they pass if we ever lost the meaning of family they would come back to haunt us. So, any guy that was thinking of joining this family had to talk to our fathers, Michonne ex-husband Mike passed the test, just didn't like the fact that Michonne was opening her own gallery, he wanted to settle down and be the man of the household and make the money, Michonne didn't like that she was always independent, after the birth of their son Andre, Michonne opened that gallery much to Mike's dismay. After catching him cheat on her, she signed for divorce, met Rick grimes who was a single father of two kids named Judith and Carl and a police officer, his left him and ran off with his best friend who just so happen to be his best friend, now Rick and Michonne are happily married. That's how Maggie met Glenn a perfect gentlemen is what Maggie needed, Glenna and Rick worked together in the police department here in Atlanta. Glenn was Rick's partner, Glenn saw Maggie and fell head over heels for her, Maggie was playing hard to get seeing if Glenn can keep up and he did. Effectively they two started to date and got a engaged not long after, Maggie said the wedding is gonna be in a year or two. Then theres Rosita, she was having an affair with a guy named Abraham who was a married man with two kids, he also worked with Rick in here Atlanta. We didn't like him for the way he treated Rosita, he never told her, his wife found but went after Rosita, the two are still married they moved away to another state, to start a fresh start. Rosita went into the police academy, to soon become a bomb analysis, she knew how to disarm bombs from Abraham teaching her during the time of their affair. She soon met a guy named Eugene, he was scientist, that somehow captured Rosita's eye, the two are complete opposites of one another but with Rosita love for bombs and Eugene being a scientist it was a great balance of brains and beauty. The two now have a set of twins named Rafaella and Alejandro, they had a small ceremony at the farm with just us family and friends. I was gonna be married until that one night took everything away from me.
"Oh by the way, we used the last of your pancake batter" Michonne admitted to me.
I lightly chuckled "I smelt Judith breath when she was laying down with me" It was a scary thing actually, we all had the key to each other house, we were free to wake in whatever we pleased but we did call each other before when we infront of the house. It was convenient if we needed to borrow a shirt or something, we knew where everything was, nothing was hidden in the family.
"Yeah, her and Andre wanted pancakes before they go to abuela's house" Michonne meaning Rosita and Hershel farm house.
"Are yall gonna leave soon?" I asked hoping not to sound rude.
"Damn trying to get rid of us already?"
"No, Michonne, its just I knew, Andre likes to help out over there and Hershel usually starts around ten" I exclaimed to Michonne as I looked at the clock on my nightstand next to my bed.
"True, I'll see you later Sasha" Michonne squeezes my hand again and gets up from my bed, she goes towards my door and yells into the hallway "Andre, Judith come say goodbye to auntie so we could get ready to go to abuela's house" I heard two set of feet coming towards my room, Andre and Judith jump onto my bed and hug tightly making sure, I didn't have any air inside of my legs. I kissed their heads, and made eye contact to Michonne telling her that I would call if I needed anything.
They left, completeness took over my condo with only the sound of the city coming alive.
Two week later
Two weeks it has been since Michonne was here. Two weeks since I haven't picked up my phone, knowing I have a hundred text messages from the girls and my they had the keys to my house, but they knew we had a rule and we all had to respect it no matter what. I haven't left the house, I know michonne is upset that I let myself slip back into this depression but I couldn't bring myself to get out of it. I walk over to the window that was overlooking the city, the hot mug of coffee in my hand the only thing that I was drinking and the only thing that made me feel full, I tried to eat but everything I ate I would throw up my body wasn't accepting it. The feeling of nausea every morning was unusually but I didn't think anything of it. I haven't had my period, it was kinda scaring me...maybe I was stressed? Maybe I could b? No i couldn't. I kept pregnancy test under my sink in the bathroom just incase, I knew that it would not come back positive but still something in the back of my mind was telling me too. All pregnant woman was different, Michonne didn't have morning sickness, while Rosita throw up every morning. I wanted to take the idea out of my head, just in case…..so I could keep my mind sane. I put the mug on the table and slowly walk myself to my bedroom and into my bathroom. A hundred scenarios running through my head. Was I ready to be a mother? Was I meant to meant to be a mother? If, I was can I do this without Bob? Would Bob be happy? Would Bob be just as nervous as I was? How was I gonna raise him or her? I finally reached the bathroom, opened the cabinet to seeing the pregnancy laughing in my face almost taunting me. I grabbed a box, to open it with shaky hands, my nerves getting the best of me. I peed on the stick and put it near the window seal. As, I waited I pushed the idea to the back of my head, forgetting about it knowing it wouldn't be positive. I checked my phone to see that there was messages from Rosita, Maggie, and Michonne all worried about me, checking up on me. So, I wouldn't be left out of the loop, I got updated video of the Andre and Judith talking to the twins in spanish in various different languages. Maggie, told me that she made a new cookie recipe for her bakery that she wants me to simple along with Rosita and Michonne, we were each other toughest critics. Michonne told me in a couple of months she would need me for a painting for her art gallery. I was getting ready to reply but I still wanted to be alone in some kind of way. I seen messages from my second parents, them texting me made my heart fall into my stomach as I felt the tears fall from my face. It was hard but somehow they understood.
The message that hurted the most was from my father, it read: Sniper, Don't lose sight of yourself honey, You're strong you can through this, we can help you. We loved Bob too, you're not the only one in the family who has lost someone babygirl. We're saying not to forget him but to know he's watching over you. Just like your mom, Rafael and Meredith, Tyreese and Karen we all have guardian angels that are watching over us. Anyway, in two days, you know it's Thanksgiving, I know it's your favorite holiday, we would love for you to join would b at Hershel and Josefine farm. Love You Sasha
I reread the message four more times, then put my phone back down not ready to face them just yet. I went back into the livingroom to get my coffee that was on the table, I lifted up the glass and sat on the couch, brought it to my lips and took a sip, the coffee passing through my body, I exhaled as it passed through. I made a face, the coffee seeming wrong to drink, I get up and walk into the kitchen, and put the mug into the sink. I looked into the cabinets and found a package of saltine crackers, I went back into the livingroom and sat on the couch eating the crackers until I fell asleep.
Two days later
I forced myself awake, and out of bed, I walked over to the mirror that was in the corner of my room, I got naked, I looked at myself disgusted that I even let myself put this idea into my head. I forced the idea to the back of my head and went into the shower. I let the hot water hit my body being careful of my scar, that felt like it was on fire as the water hitted it. I grabbed my bodywash and washcloth, started to wash my body. The body wash now bubbles go down the drain, as I finish up in the shower, on the window seal, I looked at the pregnancy test forgetting that I putted there….the black lettering would be the letters that would shake my whole world. It was positive. I grabbed it, held it close to me as I put myself against the wall of the shower and fall against it. I cried all of the tears that I could, I myself wasn't sure if I was ready to bring this child into the world. I picked myself and turned of the water in the shower. I kept the test in my hand as I got out and walked into my room, my mind still in denial about the pregnancy. I pushed the idea into the back of my head, i put an ointment on my scar and put gauze over it. I went over to my closet, to put on my favorite pair of black jeans, my knee-high black boots heels and a white long-sleeve blouse that was slightly loose. I packed my purse and put the pregnancy test in the purse. I went over to my dresser to put on my pearl earrings, and grab my red lipstick...which wasn't there, imma get Rosita….she's the only one who wanted my nude lipstick, I grab my black cherry lipstick and went over to the mirror to apply onto my lips and puts my hair into a bun. I felt somewhat better, I told myself "You got this sniper, you're strong Sasha."
I walked out of my room and into the living room to grab my keys from the table and I was out of the door. I went into the elevator feeling anxious being out of the condo for the first time in a while, I put my hand on the bump that didn't grow yet, I had to be strong for the baby that was growing inside me. I heard the elevator door open and I exited it going over to my black lexus. I got into the car and started it. I exit the car parking lot and head into the direction of the farm. I drive pass the buildings, people, and stores as I drive through the downtown area of Atlanta. I stop at the red light, look around, and I look over to my right where I saw, firefighters taking out flames out of car….I hyperventilate watching the scene, ignoring the fact that cars behind were honking their horns telling me to go. Images of that night flash before my eyes, and I shut my eyes tight. I brought my hands to my ears covering the noise of the world, then I release them and scream hitting my arm as I feel pain on my scar, that was on my arm.
I was brought out of my panic episode, when I saw a motorcycle drive pass me, the driver on the bike yelled "Drive ya prick".
I rolled my eyes, continued to drive ignoring the stares I was getting from people outside. I was anger at this person for calling me prick, he was driving in the direction of the farm….which is weird. About an hour minutes later, we are on the countryside of georgia, both of us unknowingly going to the same place.
He pulls into large yard in front Hershel and Josefine house and gets off of his bike, he comes towards the car. I quickly shut off my car, grab my keys, preparing myself for a standoff, I wasn't scared of no man. His blue eyes locked with my brown eyes, I can feel our anger intensify as we got closer together.
"If ya can't drive, don't be on the road" He yells as he points the direction of the road.
"Well maybe you shouldn't call someone a prick if you don't know what they're going through" I yelled back then slapped him as hard as I can. I didn't need this guy to piss me off, in anyway shape or form.
Imma leave it here….I'm happy to start this.I'm cheering on both Sash and Daryl. Lets see what happens next chapter with these two.
Review let me know what yall think.