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I shrugged Maggie's arm off my shoulder and got into the car, slamming the door shut. That got damn mother fucker really left all of us.
"Let's go! He's not coming back," I yelled out of the window. I just wanted to get out of this damn place.
Rick and Maggie exchanged a quick look and they got into the car. He started the car and we drove off, shifted my body so I was facing away from both of them; they didn't need to see me like this.
"Are you okay," Maggie's voice broke the silence.
"Yeah I'm great," I said my voice sarcastic. "Can we just not talk about this? There is no point he's gone and until his brother is accepted into the group he's not coming back," I said to them.
"Merle can't be a part of this group he'll cause too much ruckus," Rick said.
"Well then you just lost one of the more capable members of the group," I retorted.
"We can manage," Rick snapped.
That was the end of that conversation; matter of fact that was the last time anyone spoke on the way home. He said he loved me but then he left just like that, like nothing we just said mattered. My eyes were stinging from all of the useless crying I just did and I could feel how blotchy my face was. I placed my head on my hands and put my fingers through my hair; this fucking sucks. I thought when the world ended guy problems would just disappear, but no they are still here and they are just as bad, maybe even worse, than they were before. After a long time the car stopped and I heard the gate open, someone jumped in the car and we drove up to the prison.
"Where's Daryl," Carl's voice asked as the SUV stopped.
"Gone," I answered as I got out of the car.
I started up the stairs when Maggie's crept up behind and looped her arm around mine.
"Hey," I said my voice confused.
"Hey, I just wanted you to know if you need some girl time I'm here for you," she said as I opened the door.
"Thanks," I said letting out a laugh. "Girl time would be nice… I have a lot I could complain about," I mumbled.
"Yeah I bet," she answered
We walked in the holding area mumbling and giggling about random things; I appreciated what she was doing... keeping my mind off of Daryl. The other group was still sitting there when I looked up.
"Maggie I'll meet you in there okay," I said letting her walk in front of me.
"Hey," I said to the man who must have been the one in charge.
"Hey," he answered staring at my tear stained face. "Are you okay,"
I pulled my eyebrows together in confusion "Um… yeah I'll be okay don't worry about it," I said a genuine smile starting to form on my face. Maybe people could actually keep their humanity; even in times like this. "I'm sorry I was so rude before… I just had a lot on my mind,"
"That's okay. I think we all have a lot on our minds," Tyreese answered "So are you the one in charge here,"
I let out a laugh "No no no, that'll be Rick you could plead your case to him… if it makes a difference I think I'll vote for you to stay,"
"Really? Thank you," the woman said, I think he said that was his wife.
"It's only because we just lo." I paused because my words got caught in my throat and I felt like I was going to cry again but I composed myself "We just lost an important member of our group," I finished.
"Oh well I'm sorry to hear that," Tyreese answered.
"Yeah me too," I quickly wiped a tear from my eye. I looked up when I heard the door slam "Well here he is good luck," I said stepping to the side.
Tyreese held out his hand to Rick who didn't shake it; he just stared at him like what the hell is that. Tyreese started to talk, but it really didn't look like Rick was listening at all.. His eyes kept shifting back and forth between the ledge and all of us.
"What do you want," Rick said "What do you want from me," he yelled this time and pulling his gun.
Oh shit! I sprang forward towards Rick who was in full blown freak out mode. Someone was yelling for the small group to get out of here now but I couldn't be sure who it was. Rick was waving his gun around like a mad man he was on a gotdamn rampage!
"Rick! Hey Rick!," I yelled at him trying to get his attention from whatever he was yelling at. "What are you doing! What are you yelling at!,"
He just kept yelling and yelling and waving his gun around… he was guna kill someone I think he finally snapped. I reached out my hand and brought it across his face hard enough to make him stop for a second, just long enough for him to stop waving the gun around and point it at me.
"Rick," I whispered my voice having a slight tremor to it. "Rick it's Tiffany," he pressed the gun to my chest the look in his eye was insane… he's really going to kill me my heart was starting to race. He cocked his head to the side and looked directly into my eyes.
I moved my hands up with the palms facing out so he knew I wasn't going to try anything. Thankfully, my hands were steady and didn't show just how scared I was. I wrapped my fingers around the barrel of his gun and gently pushed it down and pulled it from his hands.
"Come on," I whispered. I opened the door and we both walked outside with the rest of the group staring at us in shock. "What the hell dude," I said as the door shut.
"She was there I saw her," he was shaking his head and talking to no one in particular.
"Who!" nothing "Rick who" I yelled. Still nothing, "RICK," I grabbed his face so he would look at me "Rick hello, come back to reality now!"
His eyes finally come into focus and he looked at me "Lori… I saw Lori," he admitted.
"Oh… Rick no.. I'm so sorry," I said feeling bad for the man.
"I saw her," he said again. Oh hell no he can't have a break down now.
"Rick I need you to listen to me okay. Don't get mad at me when I say this, but someone has to and I think I'm the only once crazy enough to do it," I paused and took a breath "Lori is dead and she isn't coming back and you need to get it through your head! You have a family to take care of and most importantly you have a son that is hurting and he needs his father! Rick no matter how much you want Lori to be real she isn't and she never will be again," I said to him looking right into his bright blue eyes.
He was breathing heavy and he had a scowl on his face "I know what I saw," he said in a low voice.
"She's not real Rick… you might have seen her but she isn't real," I said my voice soft. This poor man, I mean I knew he was eventually going to crack but I was hoping he'd be alone and it wouldn't be in front of everyone.
He was clenching his jaw and his eyes were starting to look around again; undoubtedly it was for ghost Lori. Maybe if I could just break through to him…
I grabbed his hand "Rick you feel that! That is real! What you are seeing isn't!" I yelled my voice cracking.
"I just need to see her again," he mumbled. "Thanks for trying," he said as he walked away.
I went back inside giving up on that whole endeavor; when everyone looked at me I just shook my head.
"Just give him some time,' I said.
"We don't have time! The governor is probably planning an attack now," Glenn said.
"He very well might be Glenn but there is nothing we can do about it but be ready!" I said back to him running my hand through my tangled hair.
I leaned against the wall and started to rub my temples. My eye lids felt like they were tired to fifty pounds of bricks each; damn I just realized how tired and drained I was from everything. I walked into the cell block and away from the conversation that was going on. Out of habit my eyes slid over to the perch where Daryl kept his stuff; I scowled. I went into my cell and laid down on the bed, really letting myself relax for the first time in two days. My body was stiff, my muscles were sore, my wounds were aching, and to top it all of my head was pounding. I let my eyes drift around my tiny cell until they locked on something I knew wasn't mine; a shirt. It was Daryl's for sure I kept it in here when he let me borrow it a few days back; that was not staying in here. Even though every inch of my body was in pain and protested every move I made I got up and picked up the shirt.
"Stupid fuck," I mumbled as I ran my hands along the collar of the shirt.
Just for a second I let myself get upset again but that quickly turned into pure rage. I placed my hands on either side of his favorite shirt and pulled it apart; it made a wonderful ripping sound and I threw it on the ground.
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