A/N: Wow so it has been a while! I'm so glad to be back and writing this story! I'm excited for you guys to read this chapter, let me know what you think. So this is part 2 of 9 days without accident and the wedding is actually gonna be in the next chapter because I wanted the bachelorette party in this one!
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purplepecky: Urgh I know I loved writing that scene, I wanted to make them kiss right there and then but I thought it was more powerful with the talking and interaction. See the attraction between them is evident, maybe Pol likes him more than he likes her, or because Lori died recently maybe he doesn't know what to do about how he's feeling. I guess you'll see..
jllum: Thank you! I try to write the romance well without the actual romance bit lol.
MaiarofThedas: Took me a minute to realise you were talking about chapter 4. So they're all infected meaning when they die they're all gonna turn, a kinda hopeless scenario that no one stays human it's like the shitty world is kicking them when they're down.
Ryane: haha I watched Rocky recently so I had to sneak that in there (Sylvester Stallone does it in the film), haha oh yes the time it will take will be sweet and agonising. enjoy ;) Thanks for the message about my exams! they went reasonably well.
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-Angels and Douchebags.
9 days without accident - evening
Later that day after we had all had dinner it was almost time for our little party. I checked the clock out in the main part of C block and saw that it read 8.45 pm. Okay. Karen had the tequila ready in the cafeteria, whilst I had a large packet of crisps and a bottle of soda for us non-alcohol drinkers who weren't doing tequila shots.
I saw Daryl sitting holding Judith looking like he was about to fall asleep. Poor guy had a long day out on runs.
"Yo Daryl." I stood over him as he rocked Judith in his arms and looked up.
"You look tired let me take her for a bit." I said as he looked back down at the sleeping blonde haired baby in his arms.
"You sure?" He said gruffly.
"Yeah."
"Don't you have your girly party or sumthin'?" He asked.
"Uh our bachelorette party yeah sure." I chuckled.
"Don't worry I'll make sure she gets to Rick's cell or Carl's in 15 minutes or so." I explained as he reluctantly handed me Judith before settling down on the ground.
"Daryl." I called quietly.
"Mmm?" He muttered his eyes still closed.
"Thanks for getting me all the stuff I needed. I owe you." I said genuinely as Daryl cracked an eye open.
"Don't worry bout it." He shrugged closing his eyes and turning over getting comfortable. I walked down the stairs with Judith into my cell and walked around the small space.
"Hey baby," I whispered.
"You're so beautiful, you're such a good baby." I kissed on her forehead pushing the hair back slightly.
"You kinda look like your mom. Your dad on the other hand.." I trailed off realising I was talking to a sleeping baby.
"I really like your dad you know that." I whispered rocking her gently against me.
"I don't think he knows that though. I wish he did. I should tell him don't you think?" I asked not really expecting an answer.
"But if I tell him, it would change things between us. We have this great friendship, we look out for each other. I mean I don't think that'll ever change but I'm nervous, if he doesn't feel the same it would ruin our friendship. Wouldn't it?" I babbled as she gave me a curious look.
"You're right. If I never told him, I would be stuck with liking him forever, and he would never know. I need to not be a coward about this." I paced the cell thinking.
"Tomorrow! I could tell him tomorrow, at Maggie and Glenn's wedding. Thanks kid." I grinned at Judith who was moving her arms slightly.
"What's that? Oh you're rooting for me!" I grinned.
"Thanks, I know I could never replace your mom Judy. But I love you." I kissed her cheek before placing her on the far side of the bed so she wouldn't fall off.
"Hey." I turned around seeing Carl standing in the cell doorway.
"Hey kid." I smiled as he walked in watching his baby sister lying on the bed.
"You okay to hang here in my cell?" I asked him picking up the large packet of chilli heatwave doritos and the bottle of coca cola.
"Yeah I'll be fine." Carl shrugged sitting down on my bed playing with Judith.
"Feel free to any of my stuff when I'm gone and I'll probably be back late, so you can just sleep in my cell with Judith. Kay?" I asked Carl who was now looking through my books.
"Yeah sure. Woah is that a good idea?" Carl pointed to the bottle of coke.
"Uh yeah, I'm not drinking like the others so I'm taking shots of sugar basically." I chuckled.
"Be careful not to take too much, otherwise it might actually have the same affect as doing shots." Carl said taking the hat off his head.
"And how is it you know so much about this for a 13 year old kid?" I crossed my arms over my chest eyebrows raised at Carl.
"I'm observant." Carl grinned.
"Uh huh. Okay mom!" I called out eyeing him before leaving my cell. I walked out of C-block and down towards the cafeteria where the others were already sitting and talking.
"Now don't tell me y'all already started?" I called out in my best fake southern accent as the other girls cheered in my direction. I headed over to them and sat down on the chair in between Maggie and Michonne.
"Couldn't start without you Pol," Karen smirked handing around the plastic shot glasses to everyone. Sasha, Michonne, Carol, Karen, Beth, Maggie and Me where sitting on the benches around the table with a few candles lit up in the middle.
Karen opened the bottle of tequila and poured shots for everyone except for Beth and me where I poured the coke.
"First off, I'd like to propose a toast, to the Lady of hour, Maggie Greene." Karen raised her glass looking at Maggie who was getting shy.
"She found love in this shitty ass world, a rare and beautiful thing to find even when 99% of the population weren't zombies. And I wish her all the happiness in the world, which I know she'll find with Glenn. To Maggie." Karen smiled at her as we all raised our glasses.
"Hear hear!" We all downed the contents of our glasses. As soon as the sweet, sugary substance hit my throat I felt dizzy and almost sick as I reeled backwards and opened my eyes feeling the buzz of the sugar.
"Phew!" I shook my head feeling slightly lightheaded.
"That's what coke did to me, I don't know how you guys are handling it." I looked, smirking at the others who looked ready to throw up.
"I got a pretty high tolerance to alcohol." The look of discomfort came off Michonne's face as she smiled looking a bit easy.
"That tasted gooood." Karen nodded her head as the others recovered. We poured drinks into our glasses once more ready for the next one.
"I just wanna thank y'all, for doin' this for me. And throwin' my wedding. It may not be the one I always dreamed of, but it's the wanna I wanna be at. You girls are my family." Maggie said thoughtfully looking at each of us smiling. We tilted our heads back filling ourselves with more liquid.
"Anyone else already feeling drunk?" Sasha asked giggling.
"When you get to my age all you need as a glass of wine and you're gone." Carol chuckled holding her head slightly. I was starting to feel lightheaded from all the sugar in my system I might as well have been doing shots of tequila.
"I wanna propose another toast." Maggie stood up easing into her drinks and feeling bolder.
"To Pol." Maggie held her glass which was once again full as the others also looked at me smiling.
"Why to me?" I chuckled.
"You went out of your way to plan your wedding, makin' sure I would have my dream day. You've been on all the runs, you've risked yer life for everyone in this room. Some of us wouldn't be here without ya. Couldn't have done this without ya." Maggie grinned at me as I blushed.
"To Pol!" Karen said as the others repeated and we took more shots of drinks. By this point the girls were drunk on tequila but I may as well have been drunk on coke, the effect the sugar was having on me, it loosened me up making me feel relaxed after the initial wave of nausea.
"Okay now on to more fun games." Karen smirked evilly at all of us as I refilled mine and Beth's shot glasses with coke.
"Let's play never have I ever." Karen grinned looking to each of us in the circle as some of us let out groans whilst others cheered slightly.
"Oh come on," Sasha shook her head.
"What are we teenagers?" Michonne raised her eyebrows at Karen.
"Scared Michonne?" Karen taunted her slightly as Michonne narrowed her gaze at Karen.
"Please." She scoffed.
"We'll start off easy, now for those of y'all who don't know how to play. Somebody says a statement beginning with never have I ever, and if that statement is true you have to take a shot and then explain your story. I'll start." Karen explained tapping the side of her shot glass.
"Never have I ever, killed a Walker." All of us chuckled and scoffed before downing the contents of our glasses. My vision was getting a bit hazy but I could feel the sugar electrifying my body, making me feel on edge.
"Okay I know that was easy, Beth its your go." Karen nudged the girl next to her.
"Never have I ever had a drink." Beth glanced at Maggie before downing her coke along with everyone else as my glass remained flat on the table.
"Bethy! When?" Maggie asked shocked as the other laughed.
"Tried some scotch from daddy's liquor cabinet when he weren't lookin' last summer." Beth shrugged smiling sweetly as we all applauded her laughing.
"I had my first drink at 14, at Tammy Harrison's sweet 16 party." Karen explained.
"Of course you did." I rolled my eyes laughing.
"I'm pretty sure we all had our first drink at a high school party." Michonne nodded agreeing.
"Pol, you've never?" Sasha looked surprised at my unemptied shot glass even in her drunken state causing the others to also look.
"Nope." I replied.
"Not one drink?" Karen clarified.
"Not a single one." I re-iterated.
"Personal choice." I explained not wanting to go into the story of my father and mother.
"And we respect that." Carol interjected before more questions could be thrown my way. I looked at her gratefully as she smiled.
"Okay my turn. Never have I ever, punched someone in public before this whole apocalypse went down." Carol said before downing her shot glass as some of us did the same.
"Woah Carol, who did you punch?" Karen asked.
"My husband Ed. Once." She said looking wistfully as Karen nodded.
"Maggie?" I looked at her empty glass.
"This bitch in college who was making eyes at my boyfriend at the time at a party." She said grinning.
"Yeah Maggie!" I whooped.
"Pol?" Michonne asked looking at my empty glass.
"This one's a world class boxer I'm sure she punched quite a few people." Karen giggled slurring her words slightly.
"Well does it count if it was an illegal amateur boxing fight underground where I won $4000?" I said quickly as some of their jaw drops.
"Girl, this story you have to tell." Sasha said.
"Okay I was at Stanford at the time, I had just started as a freshman and wanted to join a few clubs. There was a boxing club and I wanted to join because I always wanted to learn to defend myself." I started thinking back to all the times it would've been handy to be able to punch my father back and help my mum.
"Anyways I was signing up and since it's usually a male dominated sport it was quite intimidating, but I had already started to learn by myself. This guy came and saw how small I am and began mouthing off about how it wasn't a girl sport and there was no way someone of my size would ever be able to box." I rolled my eyes.
"Bet he regretted that." Maggie smiled as all of them were pulled into listening to my story.
"So I wanted to punch him right there and then but I thought I shouldn't cause trouble because I got in on scholarship. So I said lets settle this in a sparring match in the boxing gym at our college."
"He said, he had a better idea and gave me a time and location to meet him tonight." I explained.
"Ooh secret rendezvous." Karen grinned.
"Nothing about it was sexy Karen." I said pointedly to her.
"So I came with my boxing gear to this place and it was crazy. It was underground and dark filled with guys and girls just drinking and cheering around this dirt ring. This is where I was gonna fight this guy, in front of all these people." I stated.
"You must've been scared." Carol said surprised.
"Yeah I was, but when our fight started, turns out this guy had no idea how to box. He just thought he could use his size. But I landed a few punches before he got knocked down to the ground. And he had made a bet with his friends that if he won they would give him $4000 and if he didn't, it would come to me. So yeah." I shrugged finishing my story.
"God who knew you were such a badass." Sasha punched me on the arm.
"Excuse me?" I said mock-offended.
"She means we know you're a badass now, but like we thought you were a scientist and all so I didn't realise you did shit like that." Michonne clarified.
"Well what can I say." I smirked.
"Alright my turn! Something so everyone can have a drink. Never have I ever kissed a guy." Sasha said as everyone easily took a shot.
"Come on, a little harder please." Karen scoffed.
"I'll add to hers." Michonne said.
"Never have I ever kissed a guy from this group." She looked around at all of us as Beth, Karen, Sasha, Carol, Maggie and me took shots.
"Y'all know about me and Tyrese." Karen started as we nodded.
"And we know about Zach." I looked at Beth who blushed slightly.
"And God knows you and Glenn are always doing it." Sasha mocked Maggie.
"But Carol, do tell." Karen turned to face her, intrigued.
"Uh it was when Sophia went missing, she was my daughter and Daryl was making every effort to find her. I mean he was goin' out night and day to look for her, one time he brought me back a Cherokee Rose and well I kissed him." Carol shrugged the corners of her lips tugging upwards.
"On the mouth?" Michonne looked slightly disgusted as Karen looked amused.
"He let you?" Karen said at the same time.
"Oh God no! It was on the cheek!" Carol laughed as the rest of us joined in.
"Hey it might as well have been on the mouth if it's Daryl. But nice one Carol, if any of us had a chance with Daryl it would be you." I grinned at her as she blushed slightly.
"I don't like him like that. Really I don't!" Carol defended.
"Pay no attention to Pol she's just teasin'" Maggie narrowed her eyes playfully.
"Speaking of Pol, I think I can guess who it is." Karen eyed me with a smirk.
"Oh that's no secret I think we all know." Michonne gave me a wide smile.
"But if you'd like to do the honours." Karen gestured.
"Rick. You guys need to not enjoy this so much." I groaned covering my face as the others cheered.
"We're rootin' for you babe, how's he like in the sack?" Karen asked as Maggie punched her on the arm.
"Oh you mean, you haven't actually- with him?" Karen paid no attention.
"Well no." I said feeling flushed and not just from the sugar rush.
"Why the hell not? It's obvious, you two are so in love with each other." Karen asked.
"Hey Karen don't." Carol said warningly.
"Nah it's fine. Look there's never been the right time for anything to happen, I mean before he was with Lori and she just died a couple months ago. That was his wife of 10 years, and now he's got two kids to raise by himself." I explained.
"They absolutely adore you. You're already like a mother to them, Carl respects the hell out of you." Michonne stated.
"That's not the point." I defended.
"What is it then? You don't want to raise the kids?" Sasha asked.
"Look guys-" I stopped them from talking.
"I love Judith and Carl, I would love to raise them but its the timing, I haven't told him how I feel and I don't know if he feels the same. But I am gonna tell him tomorrow after your wedding." I said to Maggie as some of the group's faces lit up.
"You are?!" Karen squealed.
"Yeah." I chuckled.
"Well we're rootin' for ya." Maggie said as we all took more shots.
"My go." Beth smiled at the group.
"Never have I ever, fallen in love at first sight." I quickly lifted the shot glass and gulped down the coke and looked around seeing all the other glasses were also empty.
"Well I guess that ones pretty self explanatory." I looked at the other girls who had love-struck looks on their faces. Except for Michonne who was wistfully remembering something.
This went on for an hour before the night started to get a bit blurry.
"Well I think that's enough of never have I ever. Truth or dare." Maggie stood up smirking at all of us.
Soon the bottles of tequila were finished, half of the dares involved doing a strip tease, or doing our best rendition of a Whitney Houston song or even dancing on the tables. Some of the dares were to go kiss this guy from our group or that guy or go walk around with a shirt outside so whoever was on guard could see - Karen definitely volunteered for that one.
Soon, a couple of hours later, we were all relaxed sitting on the ground enjoying ourselves, tripping over our words, tripping over each other. I truly had never had this much fun with a group of girls ever in my entire life and it almost made me forget about our situation.
"Kiss, marry, kill. Because some of us are a bit young for the adult version." I looked at Beth who rolled her eyes at me.
"Okay but no one can be offended about their men whatever anyone chooses." I laid down the conditions as the others agreed,
"Hmm okay. Glenn, Rick, Daryl." Karen smirked slyly at the rest of us.
"Glenn - kiss, Rick - marry, Daryl - kill." I spat out quickly as some of the others gasped in surprise and laughed.
"Don't get me wrong I love Daryl, but if I tried to kiss him I think he would kill me first. And sorry Maggie but I do think Glenn would make a good kisser." I giggled.
"S'alright." She smiled.
"Come one Karen that was too easy. Your go." I rolled my eyes.
"Rick - kiss, because I would love to grab some of Sheriff Grimes' hair mhm hm," Karen said before looking at me.
"Hypothetically speaking." She cleared her throat when I narrowed my eyes at her.
"Marry Glenn but he's kinda taken." She smiled at Maggie.
"And kill Daryl. Although kiss Daryl first then kill him." Karen explained.
"You're kinda fucked up you know." I looked pointedly at Karen.
"Well thank you." She said easily making the others laugh.
We carried on until the bottles of tequila and coke were finished. Carol and Michonne had managed to stumble back to C-block because she didn't drink as much as the others and Michonne had a high tolerance anyways. Karen, Beth, Maggie and Sasha were passed out on the ground of the cafeteria. I wasn't drunk but from drinking all of the coke I was uneasy on my feet.
I stood up after covering the others with blankets and looked through the top window where the moonlight was shining through making everything look surreal. I slowly stood up and stumbled forward slightly before catching my hand on the corner of the cafeteria table which rusted off. I felt a stinging sensation and lifted my hand up to the light seeing red.
"Shit." I muttered. I inspected it, seeing it wasn't a deep cut, it just needed some bandages around it and it would heal.
I made it back to C-block but it was so dark I couldn't see the cells. Now if I remembered rightly, Carl's cell was next to mine and he was sleeping in mine. I stood holding one hand to cover the wound staring at the cell doors wondering which one was his. I went for the one on the left and pulled back the bedsheet used as a makeshift curtain, there was no light coming through at all so I was fumbling in the dark. I shrugged off my shoes kicking them to one side and pushed my hair away from my face glancing in the mirror.
"Damn." I looked at my reflection. My hair was a dishevelled mess and my clothes were creased and crumpled from our antics. I pushed the hair down on my head to try and make it seem less unruly. I found a cloth on the side and used it to bind the cut on my hand.
I managed to find the bottom bunk in Carl's cell and collapsed in it kicking my feet up. My eyes were already closing before my head even hit the pillow and I tried to get comfortable. Huh I don't remember his bed being that small, but that was the last thing I thought of before I drifted off to sleep.
I woke up to the sunlight blaring through the white sheet covering Carl's cell. I must've forgotten to close it last night when I got to bed. I immediately placed my hand on my head rubbing it from the headache. So this must be what a hangover feels like. I groaned. I lifted my arm and smacked it to the side before hitting something hard behind me. What? The wall can't be that close.
"Oww!" I heard a voice next to me before I let out a yelp and fell out of bed onto the floor.
"Oh my God." I hit my head on the ground and sat up rubbing it violently, ready to confront whoever was in Carl's cell.
"What the hell?!" I exclaimed seeing Rick sit up in the bunk.
"Pol?!" Rick rubbed his eyes sleepily and pushed his curly hair down just as surprised seeing me.
"What are you doing in my cell? Or Carl's cell I guess." I gasped sitting up on the ground. I tried to stand but felt weak and sat down again.
"What are you talking about, this is my cell!" Rick exclaimed.
"Wha-" I looked around the cell and sure enough I saw Rick's boots and clothes in one corner along with his gun on the table.
"Oh God." I covered my face horrified. I must've made my way into Rick's cell last night, it was so dark and I wasn't thinking clearly.
"What the hell are you doing here? And at 5 am?" Rick checked his watch before his tired eyes looked back at me.
"Carl was supposed to be in my cell with Judith and I was gonna take his cell but when I got here late last night I couldn't see the cells and my mind was like fuzzy. Wow I honestly don't remember much." I rubbed my head looking at the ground trying to think about what happened.
"Wait you got drunk?" Rick clarified.
"No I had a lot of coke. Sugar I think had a similar effect." I gripped the side of the table and stood up before feeling a wave of nausea. I stumbled slightly as Rick stood up and steadied my arms.
"Careful." He said.
"I don't feel good." I covered my mouth before emptying the contents of my stomach into his sink. Rick held the back of my head whilst I threw up.
"I'm good." I said wiping my mouth and sitting down on his bunk.
"You sure?" Rick took a few tentative steps towards me before kneeling down in front.
"Yeah. Wow what a crazy night." I looked out into his cell.
"Well it sounds fun." Rick chuckled.
"Too much fun." I chuckled rubbing my eyes.
"Oh God." I said in realisation making eye contact with him.
"I'm so sorry for sleeping here. I swear I didn't even know this was your cell! And now I've woken you up as well and ruined your sink." I put both hands on my face.
"Hey it's alright. Calm down." He smirked before nudging my knee. I peeked through my hands to look at him. Wow. How is it he looked so good? And then there's me throwing up in his sink.
"I'm a mess." I whispered.
"Nah, you're the most put-together person I know." Rick shrugged sitting next to me on the bed.
"Don't know a lot of stable people do you." I giggled as he smiled.
"I'm awake at this time anyways Pol, I'm on watch so it's fine." Rick said as he began putting on his boots.
"Are you sure? I didn't disrupt your sleep or anything?" I checked as he walked over to grab his rifle.
"I'm sure." He said definitively giving me a reassuring look.
"Now you look like hell." Rick looked at me.
"Gee thanks." I said sarcastically.
"So go on and go back to sleep, you can take my bed no one's gonna disturb ya, I won't even be here." He shrugged his jacket on walking towards the cell door.
"I assault you in your sleep and you're giving me your bed?" I said looking up at him.
"You're a true gentleman Grimes."
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