I took Tyler. We needed to get out of there so we started to go see if this protection we heard about was for real. After about three months or so Tyler got sick. I fell apart after he died.
I needed to leave start over get a new life. I had to hunt run and hide. I never stopped never slowed down. I met a few people but never stayed I was better on my own stronger.
I never trusted anyone because I was too used to being let down I could never trust someone with my life EVER. I am walking now IT'S getting dark so I need to find a place to stay for the night.
I come across this neiborhood that doesn't seem to be too bad. There are a few "zombies" up ahead.
I finally get inside after about twenty minutes of fighting. I make my way upstairs inspecting the house. I go into the master bedroom upstairs and right there are two dudes having a nice little dinner.
They come at me before I can even get my knife out. I get pushed down on the ground by one of them and the other fallows. I push their rotting mouths away making sure they don't bite me.
I roll over now on top of them grab my knife and lunge it into their heads one and then the other just as the guy that there were eating decides to get up. He grabs me from behind and almost gets my neck.
I stab him in the stomach and kick him off then turn and push him out the window as I look down to where he fell I see the brains smashed all over the ground. I go back downstairs and check the rest of the house.
While doing so I found a girls room seemed to be about me age. I see that she left in a hurry considering there were still quite a few clothes. I take some cute outfits and sleep in the bed that was in there the blanket had some holes in it but it was the best sleep I have had in a long time.
I woke up by the sound of the door opening down stairs. I have always been a light sleeper so it easily woke me. I start panicking and hide in the room behind the bed there was no underneath because it went all the way to the floor. I hear footsteps coming up the stairs light ones so I know IT'S not a "zombie."
The door opens and in comes a boy about my age. I immediately jump up with my knife in hand scaring him a lot.
He was tall almost a foot taller than me his hair was brown and he had a sheriffs hat on. But my eyes met with his and I felt like something re-started my heart from when it had previously stopped because of the panic attack I was having.
They were blue and looked like crystals. They were perfect.
I immediately snapped out of my gaze when he called for his dad. I heard running up the stairs from at least three pairs of feet. In came a man who looked too much like the boy it had to be his dad he had a gun. A woman who had katanas with her. And another man with a crossbow.
They all stared at me with blank faces as the older man finally broke the silence by saying "what is your name?" I didn't say anything to scared to move but no words coming out. After a minute or so the man with the crossbow said "do you speak talk do anything?" I finally snap out of it and glared at him he notices and decides to make another comment.
"Oh so you do do something" I don't stop glaring at him but I say "who are you people?" The father of the boy who seems to e the leader says "my name is rick that's Daryl" he says pointing to the man with the crossbow. "That's mashoine and that over there is my son Carl."
So that's his name I think to myself as I look over at Carl who seems to be staring straight into my sole.
"Do you have a name "rick says trying to be soft as if he will hurt me if he talks to loud?"It's um... Elizabeth "I say he reaches out to shake my hand but I flinch and he pulls it back. Him and Daryl start talking to each other as Carl and mashoine keep an eye on me to be sure I don't do anything they flinch a little when I do to go sit on the bed.
I try to clear my head and make them think I am not scared but I'm truly terrified. I always learned to never let the people who might hurt you know you're scared.
They turn back around after a few minutes of talking and rick says "Can I ask you a few questions?" I must look confused because he added "only a few."
"What are the questions?" I say. They look at each other surprised okay I am assuming most people don't say that. "How many walkers have you killed?" I try to think of an average number considering I have been out here for a long time. Alone. "About 50 I would say." They look at me in slight disbelief. "How many people have you killed?" I think. *** "none." less disbelief this time. "Why?" He says I look off into space. "Never had a good enough reason too."
I look up as there looking at me "anymore questions?" I say. "A couple." He replies. "How long have you been on your own?" "Months. I started out with my mom and little brother protecting them and feeding them my mom had a heart attack or something like that and my little brother died of sickness months back."
They all just stand there not knowing what to say. Then Carl pipes up. "I'm uh sorry Elizabeth I know how it feels to lose someone you love." I didn't exactly know what to say.
"Thanks Carl "I mumble barley loud enough to hear. "How have been surviving on your own for so long?" asked Daryl. "I just never stop moving." I say feeling the slightest bit proud. There was a pause.
"Do you want to come back with us to our camp there others and we have food and shelter." Rick says. I think about how I never trust anyone and how that has always kept me alive.
"Thanks but no thanks." They look a little disappointed. "Why not?" Carl asks looking like a puppy I just ran over with a car.
"I can't trust anyone or anything I am better on my own always have been always will be." Carl walks over to me "You can trust me. I will never let you down I promise." He whispers in my ear. I think.
"Well don't you just have a way with words?" I smirk at him. Talking quietly so the others can barely hear us.
"Is that a yes? "He says looking hopeful. I think to myself for a minute I have been alone for so long now. And I don't want to be alone any more. "Yea I will come but don't be surprised if you wake up one morning and I'm gone.
***I almost named this chapter "Yes" by the way