Authors' note: I know I should be finishing writing obsessed. Just something that came into my head one day. This may turn into something more. If it gets good reviews and responses, just a little one shot for now. This will have some angst and suspense and drama.

The Day I Met You...

The sky today is grey, everything is grey. I mean everything is grey especially more on a day like this. The way the rain was heavy. The way the air was thick and cold. The way it was going to start thundering and lightning any minute. That's what the weather forecast had predicted anyway.

Rick and Michonne were standing outside, in their usual meeting place. The rain was creating a force shield around them. The lights from Rick's pickup truck shone so brightly on the pair. The pitter patter of the rain bounced off the cars. It was creating rain beads. He promised himself, this would be the last time he could meet her like this. His curly hair was wet, and starting to stick to his forehead. Their clothes were soaking wet from the intense drops of rain.

Michonne was wearing a printed floral dress. She was wearing Rick's coat which was a brown leather suede material. It had a cream shearing collar on over the top. Michonne had on her leather knee length high boots. Rick was wearing a blue denim shirt which was starting to feel heavy against his toned body. His jeans were starting to stick to his legs and he was starting to feel uncomfortable.

They were stood so close together. Rick's arms were wrapped tight around her tiny waist. Michonne's arms were draped around Rick's neck holding him in place. Their foreheads were touching tears were pouring from Michonne's eyes. This couldn't be seen whether it was the rain or her tears that was flowing from her eyes. The way the rain was mixing with her tears, which was creating a salty taste in her mouth.

"I- am- so- lonely- without- you," she breathed. Really heavily she just about managed to get out. Michonne was looking into his blue eyes. They too were starting to fill with tears. He closed his eyes shut.

"I... I can't breathe. I can't live without you Rick," she closed, her eyes shut.

Michonne couldn't fight back the tears anymore. The pain in her chest was getting unbearable. She felt like she was struggling to breathe. She couldn't breathe. This aching she felt which radiated over her entire body. Michonne couldn't describe it. She couldn't help but feel this way.

"PLEASE. Please don't do this." Michonne managed to say. She pulled her forehead away from his. She wanted to look into his baby blues.

"I know you love me. You don't have to say it. I feel it here in your CHEST!" she pushed his chest hard, with both of her hands. Rick took a step back from the impact of Michonne's push.

"Stay I NEED you. It can't end like this," She was trying to grab on to his hand. Michonne was attempting to get some physical contact with him.

"It can't end like this. I won't let you," Michonne pleaded with him. The rain was cascading down her face and onto the floor. She closed her eyes running her hands through her locs. Which were soaking wet. The rain was running off her eyelashes making them sticky and difficult to open.

"Say something. Rick SAY SOMETHING!" she screamed. Rick flinched; she started to hit his chest with her fists. He stopped her with his hands and gripped her wrists. She stopped fighting the urge to hit him. Michonne's chest was rising up and down. Rick let go off her hands just as he said.

"I will always be here for you Michonne," Rick said. He spoke in such a low voice. He couldn't look at her in her eyes as he said it. Rick was looking towards the ground. The tears were starting to fall from his eyes now.

Her heart was thumping so loud. She couldn't hear anything; she didn't even hear what Rick was saying to her. It was muffled. This ache in her chest needed to go away she wanted him to make it go away. She needed him too. He was the only one who could make this stop. What was he doing? Why is he acting like this? What happened? Did something happen?

"I can't stop crying. I can't STOP thinking about you! Because I can't forget ...I can't forget this. I can't please. I am begging you Rick... please," she was pleading with him. Michonne tried to grab onto his face, trying to make him stay with her. Her breathing was starting to become erratic now.

Rick pulled out of her grip. Michonne fell onto the floor on her hands and knees. The stones and dirt were grazing her. Michonne was trying her hardest to grab on to him, as he walked past her. She started to clutch onto her chest.

"Ohhh god! Oh god,"

The pain was on the inside, her heart felt like it was going to stop beating any minute.

Rick turned to leave; he couldn't bear to look at her anymore. This was torture for him just as much as it was for her but he had to go he couldn't stay. There was too many outside influences. The damage had already been done.

Michonne shouted, "I LOVE YOU!"

"It won't, end like this. I CAN'T LOOSE YOU!" Michonne said. Whilst talking to the back of Rick's head. Michonne pulled her eyes away to look at the ground beneath her.

Her cries were death curling and high pitched. The sounds that was coming out of her mouth, he didn't know what they were. There was nothing to describe how she sounded. Rick couldn't stand there and listen to her any longer; he wiped the tears away from his own eyes. Rick used the palms of his hands to wipe away any tears. He started to make his way over back to his truck. His boots were splashing in the puddles creating an obstacle course around his feet. He climbed in placing his hands on his steering wheel, stretched out in front of him. Rick slammed the truck door shut. There was a rattling effect on the window, nearly smashing the glass.

Michonne lent on her side on the ground. She was curled up in a ball whilst the rain poured down onto her. She was crying hysterically. Michonne didn't want to move. She couldn't move. She didn't want to move her body. It was like she wasn't inside her own body. It was like she was having some sort of outer body experience.

Rick turned the ignition and put his truck in reverse. He reversed away the skids from his wheels making a loud screeching noise. He looked in his rear view mirror and he could see her lying on the floor. It broke his heart in two. What am I doing? He thought. Rick pushed on his breaks half way down the road he put his hand break on. Rick stared out his window screen for what felt like seconds. He opened his truck door and was running back over to her. The Rain was dragging him down with every step he took. He was making his way back over to her.

Rick fell on to his knees in front of her. The stones and the rocks were grazing his knees, through his jeans. He didn't care; he just cared about fixing this with her. Rick pulled Michonne onto his lap she hugged him tightly around his neck. Michonne was still sobbing hysterically into his neck. He rocked her back and forward trying to soothe her and this pain he caused.

(Boom) (Boom) (Boom)

It felt like the heavens had just opened up, as the loud sounds of crashing thunder came bellowing down. This startled them both, as the rain continued to pour from the sky falling.

This, this wasn't supposed to be how this ended for the both of them.