*sings*I HAVE THE FORGET ABOUT MY STORY BLUESSSSS!
Finally! Here you go guys! Thank you To all my reviewers especially GreenInsomniaWriter and teaisluv for helping me better my writing! Thanks to my 14 followers and my favorite 5 favorites.
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Whelp, I guess I have to let you read now...
Glenn sat impatiently in the RV thinking on the way to the CDC, which really wasn't the best idea. Thinking was bad and hurt the pink (or was it grey?) blob of fat in her head called a brain. Carl, Sophia, and Andrea seemed to having the same problem.
Glenn was slightly disappointed that a Mr.M-something-mexican-sounding and his family spilt. Sure Shane was weird, but Rick was leashing him now! Right?
Her process of thought was broken by a pained groan from the bedroom. She winced at how horrible Jim was sounding. Glenn sorta admired Jim; he was like the strange older brother she never had.
In the bedroom place-room-thing in the RV Glenna heard Carol bustling around and trying to sooth Jim's pain. Glenn sincerely hoped Carol would be OK too. She was a tough lady that mothered everyone (including Daryl the Dweeb).
Carol suddenly emerged from the the bedroom and motioned for Glenn. "He wants to see you, Glenn. Said you was his almost little brother.", Carol sighed. Glenn nodded and did her best to control the tears threatening to leak.
She stepped in the room and quickly diminished the him on her emotions as Carol shut the door. She quickly bounded over to Jim and said,"I lied to you, Jimmy! I lied!", as Jim hugged her. "What 'bout?", he faintly replied. Glenn grimmanced and quickly whispered her predicament to Jim.
Jim proceeded to shock Glenna Leannah Rhee by laughing. "Knew you wasn't gay! Dale owes me a stripper, little sis!" Glenn blinked once. Then twice. Then she too was consumed by giggles of her own, and so they sat laughing over the crazy crap that had went down lately.
When Carol came back to check on Jim, he was in a fevered yet quiet slumber with Glenn standing guard at the foot of his bed.
*WhoopsTheLineBroke*
Glenn sat curled up in the seat of Daryl's truck quietly murmuring prayers for Jim. They left him. All alone. To die alone.
Glenn couldn't wrap her mind around what had happened. As the TV and Rick's vehicle pulled out as Jim sat under that dang tree, Daryl had to all but drag Glenn to his truck.
The CDC wasnt far. He could've made it, the selfish idiot. Although maybe, just maybe, Jim didn't suffer through his final moments beneath the cool shade of the dang stupid as crackers tree.
Daryl shook her out of her thoughts, and Glenn almost sobbed. The CDC was not even five minutes away from where they left Jimmy.
IDK guys! I figured that Jim and Glenn would have been buddies and that Jazz! There you go! I did it! :D I wrote a chapter! :D
