I looked at my ear in a borrowed mirror, noticing that bullet had shot off a piece of cartilage. I had totally forgotten about it due to the fact of….well Negan acting like a total ass hole. I rummaged through my backpack, pulling out a small first aid kit I had found a while back. I cleaned the area with an alcohol pad and placed a Band-Aid on the wound. Luckily it wasn't bleeding much or I'd probably be fucked.

I walked over to the group of people that surrounded the camp fire, feeling slightly awkward and looking for a familiar face. Flynn smiled, patting the ground next to him and I joined him, sitting quite close. Dwight was talking about what our next plan of action would be as I looked around at the unknown faces. I was surprised to see Negan there, listening intently, but with clenched fists. He obviously wasn't agreeing with what Dwight was saying, this was going to be interesting.

Flynn hit my foot with his boot and I quickly retaliated, doing the same. "I'm actually trying to listen, thank you very much." I hissed, looking over to him smiling as he stuck his tongue out at me. I noticed there was a girl by his side, with a scowl on her face. Well shit, maybe he had a girlfriend? I adjusted myself (meaning I put a small amount of distance between us).

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but I'm going to have to fucking disagree with you." Negan's voice boomed, immediately over powering Dwight's. "If we stay here idly, we'll seriously be fucked. Trust me, I've been with plenty of groups, and this plan never fucking worked." He said as he stood up, standing next to his already defeated opponent. "We need to find some type of huge building, clear it out and fucking secure it. Lock that fucking shit down. Staying out in the fucking open won't do us any good. We can get a small community going and maybe even grow and feel somewhat fucking safe." He looked at me, but quickly looked away as I tried mentally catching my breath.

"I agree with him, Dwight. We're just sitting ducks out here." Someone chimed in, "Yeah." Said another voice. I nodded my head, it only made sense and it was our original plan. "Fine. I guess if that's what you would all like. This is a group decision, not just mine and it seems like you're all on board. We'll leave tomorrow then." He said, sounding annoyed, but adjourning the meeting.

I got up, wiping the dirt off my bottom and began walking. "Hey wait up!" "Flynn!" A girl complained, "Just a sec, Em!" He said quickly and joined my side, "Can we talk?" He brushed his hand up against mine and softly stroked my hand as I pulled it away almost immediately. "Seriously? You have a girlfriend Flynn. You've been flirty all day….and sadly I reciprocated not knowing you had someone. I thought that you would have been a decent enough person to not pull that kind of shit." "I mean I guess she's my girlfriend, flirting is harmless though. Just stop walking, for one minute?" He grabbed my shoulder and I quickly turned around. "That's a shitty thing to do Flynn." "I-I know…" He said running his hand through his hair, "Can we still be friends?" "I guess. No bullshit though, if you try anything there's no luck of a friendship."

I walked off feeling irritated. I hated cheaters, I couldn't stand them. How hard was it to be loyal to one person? It's just something I had never tolerated, and honestly I didn't even want to be friends with him. I had just said yes because I wanted to get away from him. "Harper!" It was Negan, my heart was racing. I had subconsciously wandered towards the woods. "Hey." I said turning around, with a small smile on my face. "I'm real fucking sorry about earlier, doll. I'm just in a real dark place right now….and I really care about you." His voice was soft, "Have you ever felt you just fucking knew someone in the past fucking life or something? That's how I feel about you." I looked into his eyes, full of emotion as my heart fluttered. "It's ok. And I understand what you're saying….since I feel the same way." He stepped towards me, closing the gap and placing his lips on mine, causing me to nearly lose my breath.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and let him take complete control. As corny as this sounds, the kiss felt magical and as if fireworks were going off. He slipped his tongue into my mouth and our tongues danced, feeling perfectly natural. I had always thought that this would be uncomfortable or awkward, but not with him. His hands were on my hips, and he pulled me up next to his body and ran his cold hand under my shirt, causing me to gasp. "You ok?" He asked, pulling away as I longed for more. "Huh? Y-yeah." He chuckled, "I literally took your breath away, huh darlin'?" He bit his lip, smiling, making him even more attractive (which seemed nearly impossible).

"Sorry, that was my first kiss." I blurted out, which I instantly regretted by the way. "You're shitting me, right?" He looked genuinely surprised, but I still felt embarrassed. I shook my head as my face beat bright red (luckily it was getting dark out, so I was hoping he wouldn't notice). "Fuck! How is that even fucking possible? How the hell did you get through life without being fucking kissed? I only say that because you're fucking gorgeous, darlin', and you obviously don't even realize it." "Thanks." I said looking down at my boots. It felt like my face was going to burst into flames. "Wait, does that fucking mean…?" I nodded my head, almost feeling disappointed, which seemed wrong, but honestly it was quite mortifying to be a twenty-four year old virgin, who on top of that had never been kissed…until now.

"Nothing to be ashamed of. You're picky, which is fucking rare and are just waiting for the right fucking guy, which will hopefully be me by the way." He grinned as he placed his arm around my shoulder, calming me down and we began to walk back to camp. I felt safe with him and it was nice to feel that way. I know I couldn't rely on him because something horrible could happen at any moment, but I just needed to live in the now (which I suppose I should have figured out long ago).

We climbed into the back of the truck and I rested my head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. This was the most relaxed I had felt in a while and I soon fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning we began packing everything up, which went by quickly. I climbed into the bed of the truck and looked at the deserted area as it got smaller and smaller. "You ok?" Negan asked, placing his hand on mine. I nodded my head as we drove on the once busy freeway.

"We need to find gas soon here, boss!" The guy driving the car yelled out the window to Negan, which was surprising. One suggestion and he's "boss" now? "Fuck." He mumbled under his breath, "Let's pull over and look at this gas station, there's a lot of fucking cars, we can check that Walmart out across the way as well." He stood up as the truck stopped, "What the fuck?" Dwight said getting out of their small car. "We need fucking gas, cool it man." Negan smoothly say. Dwight just laughed, shaking his head, "You have a fucking problem? Just say it now." He got close to him and they stood face to face.

"You're acting like your leading this whole thing." Dwight said, not breaking eye contact. "Well maybe you need a new fucking leader. What do you guys fucking think?" Negan asked stepping back, with stretched arms and looking around as if he was a wrestler in a large arena. Everyone looked around in silence, not wanting to get involved. The man that drove the truck cleared his throat, "C'mon guys, let's focus here, we really don't have time for this." He said looking back as a hoard was making their way towards us. "Ok guys, quickly. Half check for gas, the other check that store over there." Dwight said as he headed towards Walmart. I decided to check out the gas station and entered the building with, go figure, Flynn and his girlfriend (Emily), while Negan stayed outside with a few people.

There was some aspirin, beef jerky and old candy bars that I had collected. Emily and Flynn giggled on the other side of the store. I began to make my way back outside, but something caught my eye….condoms. I mean, I might need them at some point, right?

I went down the aisle and grabbed a few boxes, "Really?" Flynn asked, looking concerned. I threw a box at him, "You never know. You don't want to bring a child into this hellish world." I said as we walked out. "We gotta go doll face, believe it or not we found some fuckin' gas that'll tide us over a few hundred miles." He said wrapping his arm around my waist. "That's great!" I said smiling up at him.

"We found some good shit guys!" A young guy hollered, jumping into the truck. "Great fuckin' news Rich, let's get the fuck outta here!" He said slapping the side of the truck. "You find anything good?" Negan asked, squeezing my waist. "N-no, nothing too interesting. Just some candy bars and beef jerky." I said, trying to play it as cool as possible. "Shit, let me have some." He grabbed my backpack, "L-let me grab it for you!" I insisted, "What the fuck are you hiding from me?" He said with a mischievous smile, as he unzipped the back pack and looked down. There was a huge smile on his face. "Well fuck me….literally?" "Just in case, it's no big deal." I snatched the bag out of his hand, giving him some beef jerky, as my face beat bright red. "I like someone who's prepared." He placed an arm around my shoulder as he took a large bite of jerky.

We stopped for the night (at another gas station) and placed our cars with the other vacant ones and got up on the roof. This was Negan's idea, which of course caused even more tension between him and Dwight.

Everyone threw their findings in a circle, which consisted of more beef jerky and candy and a lot of canned goods such as beans, peaches, pears, chili, soup etc. "Go on, one thing for each person." Dwight said rubbing his forehead. "Sweet!" There were some spaghetti-o's which I hadn't had since I was a child. We didn't want to risk being seen, so didn't make a fire. I sat back to back with Negan as I inhaled my cold dinner. "Shit, slow down, doll!" Negan said chuckling, "Don't tell me what to do!" I said, my mouth jam packed with noodles. He just shook his head as he finished up and got adjusted into his sleeping bag, looking up at the stars.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked lying next to him. "It's just nice to be a part of a group again, but I know it won't last too long." He turned towards me and sighed, "Don't focus too much on the future, it'll only make things less enjoyable. You have to live in the now…as cliché as that sounds." He adjusted himself, resting his head on my shoulder. "That's why I need you, bunny, you see the brighter side to things." Bunny? I could live with that, I liked it better than his other endearments that he used on every other woman. I smiled and dozed off.

There was a loud shriek and I flew up, what the hell was going on? I looked around and others were still somehow asleep. I heard it again and grabbed my gun, climbing down from the building. "Don't leave me Flynn, please I need help or I'll die!" I heard Emily's voice coming from the woods.

I grabbed my knife from my boot and ran in as Flynn ran the opposite direction, "I'm sorry, I-I'm just not strong enough." He wiped tears from his face, "What the fuck is going on?" I asked him. He looked at me, tears running down his face and mouthed sorry.

Emily was stuck in a tree, surrounded by corpses. It looked like she had climbed it because of a parachuter that was stuck up there, who had some weaponry on him. He was missing his lower torso and grabbing for her, chomping his teeth. Did they not understand how the undead worked yet? "Holly?! Thank God you're here!" She yelled, causing the corpses to become more aggressive. "Shh!" I lifted my finger to my mouth as more corpses came out. I took them out, while Emily bawled hysterically, which distracted the other ones until I was ready for them.

I noticed she had a knife in her hands, as she trembled, "I'm going to distract them, and you jump down and help out!" I yelled as she nodded her head vigorously. That had of course gotten the attention of the ten to fifteen corpses and they came towards me. I stabbed a few in the head, but they had begun surrounding me. "Shit! Emily, I could use your help about now!" I saw a pair of feet run by….you have got to be fucking kidding me!

I got to the ground and managed to escape, but more were already coming out. "I am so fucked." I mumbled as I ran forward, only to have more emerge. That large hoard had caught up to us, and I was right in the middle of it all. "Harper!" It was Negan! "Over here!" I yelled, "Harper!" His voice sounded far away. "Negan, we have to leave, there's too many of these things!" I could hear Dwight, "Fuck no, I will not do that!" He protested. Was this it? Perhaps it was, but I wasn't going down without a fight.