I plopped onto the warm metal benches in the prison yard, feeling lonely. Carl, Michonne, and Rick had left for weapons long before I had woken up this morning, so I hadn't even got to say goodbye. Even though I knew they would come back safe, I couldn't help but worry. Nothing ever went as planned these days, and a simple supply run could turn deadly in a matter of seconds.
The wind rushed by, sending a chill send through me even in the warmth of the sun shining on me. I couldn't help how worried I was about Carl. These days, people died all the time, especially when you least expected it. I stared out at the gravel road, hoping to hear the tell-tale hum of a car engine. Resting my head in my hands, I sighed bitterly.
"Hey Sophia!"
I spun around in my seat to see Beth standing there, cradling Judith. "Wanna help me with Judith?" she asked. I nodded, standing up and brushing my hands off on my pants. "Sure," I answered, following her back inside. The prison was fairly quiet, even for this time of day.
We passed Glenn sitting on the prison stairs by himself, staring at the baseball cap in his hand. He looked at it with a nostalgic look on his face, and it dawned on me that I hadn't seen him wear it since before the attack on the highway.
The door to her cell was wide open, of course, and we walked in. Beth handed Judith to me, and I took her, my arms sagging slightly for a moment under her sudden weight. I watched as the older girl began to prepare a bottle, pouring in pale yellow powder before shaking it up. I watched, slightly amazed, as it turned to a clear, milky white.
I sat down on the bed and was promptly handed a bottle, and she sat down next to me. I began to feed her, my arm position being gently corrected by Beth every now and then, but she finished the bottle, and Beth took her. She slung a rag over her shoulder, and patted Judith on the back, until she let out a small burp.
After she had finished, she gently laid Judith in the box, which she quickly protested. She began to cry, and prompting Beth to pick her up and rock her. I watched as she slowly drifted off to sleep, and Beth put her back in the make-shift crib. Judith did not stir as we crept out of the room.
Two minutes later, Beth and I were sitting on my bunk. For a while, we sat in a comfortable silence, but it began to feel awkward. After a few moments more, she cleared her throat.
"So," she said, as if approaching a sensitive topic, "You and Carl, huh?"
I blushed, turning away. "Is it really that obvious?" I asked softly. Beth smiled and laughed. "Yeah, pretty much."
I rubbed my forehead, trying to figure out what to say to Beth. Shaking my head, I spoke again. "I don't know," I admitted, "He told me he loved me, and I told him I loved him, too." She whistled.
"That's pretty serious stuff," she informed me, "That's a huge step. I don't know where you stand, either, but I'm sure Carl doesn't either. That's something you have to ask him about." I nodded, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. Another wave of nervousness passed through me.
"Y'know, I think I'm going to go back outside and wait for them to come back," I said, standing up. I half-expected her to offer to come to, but I think she could sense I wanted to be alone. When the silence went on, I started to make my way outside, but stopped when I heard Glenn's voice behind me.
"Where ya going, Sophia?" he called. I was about to answer, when Daryl did it for me.
"She's going outside to wait for her boyfriend," he whispered in a teasing voice, just loud enough for me to hear. I froze up, feeling heat rush into my face, and I knew my cheeks were probably a bright shade of red. Regaining my sense of movement, I whirled around, furious.
"He's not my boyfriend!" I screeched, my voice rising an octave. With that, I stormed outside, slamming the door shut behind me.
I found myself back on the benches, waiting for them to come back. Rubbing my eye with the heel of my palm, I sighed. The sound of an engine caused me to stop, mid-rub, and look up. A large, black SUV was driving up to the gate, and I smiled, standing up to run and let them in.
