heeey guys ^^
god, i feel awful abandoning you for so longgg!
first of all merry christmas and happy new year (god i feel horrible XD)
i was soooo busy with my terms and exames and stuff that i totally forgot about everything. it was not just that, i've had a major writers block and i know what i want for this story in the future, but i can't work up to it. it's really late at the place i live, so i woke up like: shit i still need to update that. so i started writing and i'm soo tired. it's gonna be a short chapter, so i guess this chapter will be more of a 'filler' i'm super sorry. but i promise next chapter will be up soon and it will be more exciting that this one
once again i'm so freaking sorry.
disclaimer: i do not own TWD just my own character :))))
Chapter 11
Some things never change. Even though how much you try and change it, it'll never change. Reality sucks. I think that everyone thinks that in some point of their life. Some reality doesn't seem like it would ever come true like, dead people walking around. If you'd told me this before all of this started, I'd probably would burst out in a fit of laughter. Or if you'd tell me that my mom killed herself in front of me, I'd probably think you would be insane. But even though the reality seems to unrealistic to be real, I now understand that everything can happen.
Tears stained on my face, which was very weird because I'd promised myself that I would never cry again. My head was pounding and I knew I looked like a monster. I felt my blond hair sticking against my face. The smell of sweat hit my nostrils and it smelled horrible. I wiped the sweat from my face and sat up straight against the watch tower wall. Soft echoes from screaming people pierced through my ears
"Jesus, are you okay? It looked like someone was strangling you." A voice spoke up.
The sound of carl's voice made my head throbbing. He sat next to me down on his knees.
"just f*cking dandy." I spat annoyed. I blinked away my headache as I finally looked up at a very confused looking Carl.
"I'm sorry. I'm not used getting these weird ass flashbacks." I confessed as I rose my hand to my head.
"flashbacks?" he asked confused. I nodded slowly and looked at my pale sweaty hands.
"did you get to know more about what happened to you?" he asked me, curiosity audible in his voice.
"yeah." I mumbled curtly. I didn't really want to talk about it. It hurts every time I thought about it. About, how I could've stopped her and that it was all of my fault. I could've smacked that thing away from her hand. If I just hadn't been so goddamn naïve and kept asking what she was doing. I knew what she wanted to do and yet still I froze and did nothing. I was being a child.
Carl nodded simply and got the note that I didn't want to talk about it.
"we've all been through shit Rose, not just you." I could hear him mumble underneath his breath.
The sky was slowly turning into a light shade of blue, meaning that it would be daytime any time soon. I was happy about that. It meant that I again survived another night.
"you should get some sleep, I'll take it from here." I said as I stood up and took my rifle in my hands. Carl nodded in agreement and pulled the covers almost over his head.
I took my stance outside the watchtower on the little iron balcony surrounding it. It was quiet and peaceful. I could almost block out the sound of the flesh eating monsters that kept snarling. My stomach rumbled. I was starving. I hadn't ate something in a few hours. I ignored the loud cry out for food and kept my attention to the field. No one was awake yet. Which surprised me. Not even Daryl was awake for his early morning hunts. I was probably the only one awake. I flicked of my safety for just in case. I stood there leaning against the steel bars from the balcony and listened to the sound around me.
My mind wondered off to Patrick, who I think hadn't slept at all night. To be honest, he looked like shit the last time I saw him. But he didn't want me to help so I'll guess it was not that bad. I could see the sun peak through the forest. I smiled at the view and let out a light, satisfied sigh .
I'd probably need to wake up Carl, just as he told me to. Two hours had passed since I took over his shift. I felt really sorry. I did get more sleep than him and that wasn't fair. I do think that he tried to wake me up, but with no success clearly.
I opened the door and walked up the sleeping person. He mumbled in his sleep and shifted a few times. Guess I'm not the only one who's having a bad dream. I reached over to the blanket and just before I could get near his shoulder to shake him, his other hand grasped my wrist tightly. In reaction, I yanked my hand away and stumbled back on the other matrass. He was lucky that I hadn't had my gun out. He shot up and looked around warily.
"god you scared the shit out of me." I said, still startled by his sudden movement.
"huh.. what?" he asked me in slight disbelieve. I let out a light chuckle. Not because I thought It was funny, but more about the way I reacted. He raised his eyebrow in confusing.
"never mind. You need to get up, you have work to do and Michonne is leaving." I stated, while standing up and putting out my hand so I could help him up. When he was on his feet, we left the towers towards the prison.
We passed the fences with the walkers behind them. The loud snarls from walkers made me shiver. I looked at them and analyzed them. Some were female gendered and others were male. Some were big some were small, some were fresh- turned and some were almost gone caused through decaying. I can't be believe how much the unrealistic became the realistic.
again, i'm soooooo sorry. it'll never happen again. i hope you don't kill me XD it's super short and it's usually not that short, but i'm sooo tired.
i'll update before next weekend starts, maybe even more.
i love you guys and i hope you'll understand
much love from me,
xxxx ikimmiLove