sorry about the last couple chapters they kinda sucked. I've been having a weird weekend. Let's leave it at that. Follow and review please! Enjoy.
This is it. I need to run. I don't know when though. My ankle is fully recovered all I need is the right timing. And it finally came, Abraham and a group all left for Washington because apparently Eugene had cure. Even if he did, even if he could stop the walkers, he couldn't bring back the one's we killed. Nothing will be fine and dandy ever again.
Later on Daryl came back and another group went down to a hospital to find a lost member of the group. That left Micchone, Carl, Judith, and the Father Gabriel and I. I thought about leaving then but they nailed the doors shut. I sat thinking of my escape. I can't be with these people. They're bad, and I was scared.
"Dakota!" I turned around from my spot. It was Micchone. "Can you hold Judy real quick?"
I took the young baby from her. I haven't really looked at Judith yet. She had big round eyes and thin hair. I wonder what her mom looked like. Carl never told me bout her, I guess I can understand why. Most likely, she's dead. I look at Judith with sorrow. She will never know her mother, but I guess I never really knew mine either.
"All set, can I take Judy?" I hand the baby back to Michonne. "You don't talk much?"
I blushed kinda feeling rude. I answered back," I guess there is nothing much to say." Shocked by my answer, she nodded.
I sat down against the wall. I looked over at Gabriel. He scratched at the floor below him where Gareth and his crew's blood stains were. Carl was watching soon and was struggling to look, then finally putting an end to the nonsense.
"Pick a weapon," Carl said. Gabriel looked up, shocked. He protested until picking a large machete. Carl taught him how to hold it. "You need to hold it like his, sometimes he skulls aren't soft enough yet," Gabriel shook stopping him.
"I need to lay down," Gabriel claimed. I shrugged and stopped looking at them. Gabriel went into his office by himself. Carl sat down next to me.
"What's his problem?" I asked.
"Dunno," be sighed. "He acts like he's the only one who lost something here."
Carl looked around and whispered to me, "On the back of the church, someone scratched in 'you'll burn for this,' I don't trust him."
"When did you see that?" I asked.
"I saw it while wondering around, he did some untrustworthy stuff."
"Why is he in the group?" I asked. Carl shrugged.
"We needed he church."
I sat there for awhile silent.
"What do you dream about that wakes you up all the time?" Carl looked at me.
Last night I dreamt that I was stuck in a room of mirrors with my aunt, and a walker came. I couldn't tell which reflection was the real walker, we couldn't escape in time. Most of the time they're about walkers, or family at least now they are, but I used to have nightmares about my parents leaving me or I would get hit by a car or something scary like that. I never really had a sound sleep I guess.
"Just stuff that has happened to me." I sighed looking at the ground.
"Like what?"
"People, walkers, not really stuff I wanna talk about."
"Oh."
Suddenly from outside the church we heard scratches followed by a scream. Michonne got out her sword, handing Judith to Carl. I got out my knife from the walker and spun it in my hands. I looked in the office, Gabriel wasn't there. He was replaced with a huge whole n the floor leading into the outside. I bit my lip, nows my chance. I looked back at Carl and Micchone, they were braking down the doors keeping he walkers out. I hesitated for a instant and snuck out.
"Dakota!" I heard some one yell but it was too late. I ran out killing three walkers as I went into the woods.