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6 months later...
The world had gone to shit and I mean really to shit! The dead weren't dead anymore, they were walkers. I've seen them rip someone's flesh right from their body, treating them like a chew toy! The fresh air that once filled my lungs is replaced by the smell of rotting flesh.
We have found a sanctuary now with a good family. We don't know how long it will last but we know it is good here. The Greene family have welcomed us with open arms and helped us stay away from all the horror outside the fence. Hershel Greene was a good man, a man of god, who has helped us from the very moment we met.
Beth is a sweet girl, something Chloe really likes. As soon as she set eyes on Beth she fell in love, that's the thing with Chlo .. She always wants something she can't have.
Maggie was as tough as old boots, you wouldn't mess with her on a dark night. We would sit on the porch at night and listen to the peace. That was until we heard the groans of the un dead. I doubt we will ever get peace back.
We saved Maggie's life, that's how we got here. We were walking through some words when he heard a horse in distress. We went to carry on as we just thought some poor animal was being mauled by some walkers. That's when we heard Maggie scream.
We ran to where the scream came from and saw her wielding a baseball bat, trying to fight off about a dozen walkers. I grabbed my machete and sliced three of the walkers heads in half. I turned to see Chloe putting her spear through a walker laying on the ground. I turned to look at Maggie who was now covered in a vast amount of walker gunk. She smiled at me, from then I knew we would kick ass for a long time together.
"What are you smirking at Danes?" Maggie said, pulling me out of my daydream.
"I'm actually thinking of when we first met if you should know. When you pulled the whole damsel in distress card."
"I was not a damsel in distress I was ..." Maggie stopped speaking and grabbed her binoculars.
She was staring out across the field towards the woods. There were figures running across the field and they were running towards fast to be walkers. There were two other figures dragging behind them, one I recognised as Otis.
"Daddy!" Maggie called as the figures running got closer, it was a police officer and a child in his arms. Hershel came out the house behind us with Patricia as he rolled up his sleeves.
"Was he bit?" He asked as the officer pulled the boy closer to him.
"No. Shot. By your man." Oh no.
"Otis?"
"Yes in the woods".
Hershel looked at the boy then started to guide the officer into the house, "follow me. Maggie prep the room, Patricia get my kit. We are going to need gauze and an IV."
The group moved through the house into the downstairs bedroom. The officer put the boy down, he was so pale and looked half dead already. The officer didn't take his eyes of his boy.
Hershel spoke to me, "Leila could you take Officer .."
"Grimes. Rick Grimes", the officer replied.
"Could you please show Rick into the dining room whilst we try to fix his boy?"
"Sure", I replied and ushered Rick down the hall. He was grimy and panicked what you would expect of a man who had just seen his son get shot?
Rick stood staring at the door as I sat down at the dining table, "Hershel is a good man and he is good at what he does. I am sure your son will be ok".
Rick didn't say anything he just continued to stare at the door. I moved to the kitchen to get some juice. I poured two glasses, "why don't you come sit down and have a drink. Not much you can do for your boy by standing staring at the door".
Rick turned around and came to sit at the table. He looked up at me as I passed him a glass, he didn't smile or say anything and he merely nodded his head in thanks. He was a good looking man, he must have certainly caught a few eyes before all of this. He was fiddling with his hand, that's when I saw the wedding band. Although that doesn't mean much these days, most of us had lost someone we loved. There was nothing to say that his wife was still alive.
"My wife", he grumbled, "someone needs to go get my wife". So she was alive.
I left the dining hall and headed into the hall, that's when I bumped into Chloe.
"What the hell is going on?!" she said, obviously she had been napping or day dreaming about Beth.
"Otis shot some kid in the woods", she looked at me with shock, "obviously by accident! Anyway Hershel is trying to fix him up and the kids dad is in the dining room all shook up. He says he wants his wife here."
Chloe nodded and walked past me and into the dining hall.
"Where is your wife?" she asked him. He explained about the highway and woods that they were searching.
"And what is her name?" Chloe asked as she tied up her boots.
"Lori. Please go get Lori and tell her Carl has been shot".
Chloe nodded and headed out the dining hall and called for Maggie.
"Me and Maggie will go and search the woods, we shouldn't be too long. I mean there isn't a lot of alive people out there is there? We will take the two horses."
Chloe gave me a quick half hug as Maggie smiled at me. They each grabbed their weapons on the way out and left. They would be back. They always came back.
Rick still hadn't left the dining table when I went back in, he was still staring at his glass.
A few minutes later Hershel came in asking for blood. Rick of course said yes and went into the bedroom with him. We met Shane not long after as he came in with a clearly out of breath Otis. Chloe and Maggie returned with Lori, she fell into Rick's arms crying.
The night was a bit of a blur. I kept dozing off but I sort of knew what was happening around me. Lori and Rick cried as their son Carl underwent painful procedures. Otis and Shane went to the high school to get some supplies. Otis never came back. Patricia broke down and grieved for her husband in the arms of Hershel and Rick.
Once Lori and Rick were settled for the night next to their recovering son I decided it was a good time to go to bed. On my way to my room I could hear water running in the bathroom. Then I heard some clippers. I ignored it and went to sit on my bed. Once the bathroom door creaked open i couldn't help but peer out.
"Nice hairdo", I said to the now shaved Shane.
He nodded his head and went to walk off, "if you need somewhere to sleep I have some room". I don't really know what I was thinking, I just could tell there was something eating Shane alive. I for one wanted to know what it was.
He turned around and walked towards me. I nodded towards my bedroom and he went inside. As I went to follow him I saw Lori looking in our direction, once I made eye contact with her I quickly turned away and went inside.
Shane was sitting on my bed looking at the floor. Since the walkers it had been lonely and I had changed. I craved for someone to touch me, love me, feel me. I craved for Merle. I wish I had never left that night, I know he treated me like crap, but at least I wouldn't be alone during the zombie apocalypse.
I walked over to him and grabbed each side of his face with my hands. He looked up at me and took a deep breath out. I gently stroked his cheek with my thumb and leant forward. All of a sudden his hands are in my hair. He pulls me onto him in a quick swift movement. My legs are either side of him and I am straddling his lap. He attacks my mouth so ferociously I hardly have time to breathe. He moves quickly and before I know it he was on top of me, pinning me to the bed. This wasn't right, hell I didn't even like him!
"Stop Shane", but he didn't he kept going. I tried to move from underneath him but he kept me pinned down.
"Shane stop!" he kept moving on top of me, the restraint on my wrist getting tighter. Shit I didn't think this through.
"Shane what are you doing?!" It was Rick. Shane let go of my wrists so I could move off the bed, he just stood up and left. What a prick!
"Are you ok?" Rick asked as he moved into my room.
"Yes I am fine thank you. How is your son?"
"He is fine .. thank you. I erm .. I better go", he stuttered as he made a swift exit.
My oh my I think I like the Sheriff.
Soooooo Leila likes Rick! Next chapter do we stick to the story of Sophia in the barn and the entrance of the gorgeous Daryl? Or do we fast forward and bring Merle into it? Also do we like zombie universe or prefer AU? Please review or message me.
Love Harleyxx
