2 months, 4 days, and 2 hours. That is how long I have been trying to keep my brother alive. Ever since all of this started. It was during my brother's graduation. The day everything went wrong, the day I lost my parents and my fiancé. My brother is the only family I have left.
There is only so much a woman's heart can take before it turns cold to everyone but your kin. I felt nothing anymore. No pain, no sorrow no fear and I did not feel love. When I was forced to put an arrow between my fiancé's eye that was it. And I swore I would protect my brother. Nothing else mattered now.
All through high school my friends and I had joked that if ever the un-dead took over we would go to Alcatraz. But now the jokes were reality and the only way to Alex safe wa to get to Alcatraz. The only problem wa the family we had down in Georgia. The last I heard they had fled Texas and gone to Atlanta, which was said to be a safe haven. So we cleaned out the sporting goods stores of arrows, arrow tips and guns and ammunition. I had my bow and I grabbed Alex a shotgun. I grabbed a hunting knife and a hatchet and several throwing knives among other things. I grabbed combat boots and gave Alex hiking boots. We got as much sanitary food as we could and left.
I knew most of my friends were either dead or one of those disgusting monsters. I knew Wayne for sure got away with a few others and was already heading for Alcatraz. As for my drama crew…..I was un-sure. They were tough but I did not know how tough seeing as how they never needed to fight for their lives.
"Maybe we should stay."
I turned and looked at Alex.
"Maybe the boys are still alive."
"No! We can't stay here. We have to keep moving. It isn't safe. Everyone we have ever known is dead! You are all I have left and vice versa! I swore I would keep you alive. Now we have to go." I said.
Alex said nothing and I turned around. I stood guard that night. I wouldn't have been able to sleep. Not without seeing my fiancé's face.
That was how everything started. Other's joined us along the way. A cop named Shane Walsh with a woman named Lori and her 12 year old son Carl. A soft spoken woman named Carol and her husband Ed and their 12 year old daughter Sophia. There was a Mexican man named Morales and his wife and 3 children and a young Korean boy named Glenn who was about my age. An older man named Dale and with him the blond sisters Amy and Andrea. There was an African American we all called T-dog and a woman named Jacquie. A mechanic named Jim and two redneck brothers named Meryl and Daryl Dixon. I made a mental note to keep Alex away from them. Especially Meryl.
The greatest use I was to these people was that I could hunt and see in the dark. I was quiet and very strong for a woman. I learned right away that Meryl Dixon had no weakness. As for his brother Daryl I wasn't o sure. Andrea was not too different from myself. Protecting her younger sister Amy was everything. Shane wanted to protect all of us. But I knew Lori and Carl came first for him. Sophia was everything to Carol and Carl to Lori. I knew from the moment I laid eyes on him that Ed was a disgusting pig like a guy I knew in school that I called Senor Dipshit.
