The next morning after the stormy and eventful night, I got up from my spot on the floor and sat next to Carl, I needed someone to talk to. As I sat down he got up and stared at me with eyes screaming at me 'how could you do this?' I looked away and down to my feet.
"I'm sorry," I blurted out.
"Sorry doesn't bring back the ones we lost," he snapped back.
"Was it my fault? I couldn't have done anything," I whispered trying not to draw more attention to myself.
"No, but you could have been there for us. You could have helped us move on."
I opened my mouth to speak but the barn door swung open and Sasha and Maggie came in. Rick got up from his spot and handed his daughter off to Michonne. A man step in and put his hands in the air.
"Did he have a weapon?" Rick asked in his thick accent.
"Yes, just this," Maggie threw a bright orange gun to Rick. A flare gun.
"I'm Aaron, we have a camp, a community, you're welcome to join us," the man said confidently, "I have a photo in my bag, sorry it's not the best quality," he began to ramble.
"Hey," Daryl said, "shut up."
Rick look at the photo then marched to Aaron and punched his face giving a knock out blow.
Michonne and Rick argued for awhile until Aaron woke up with a smirk on his bruised face. He started blabbering about how it was safe and he could trust him. I didn't buy it. No where could be like that, nothing is safe. Aaron tried to convince him for a long time, Rick started to run out of excuses.
"You can't fit this many people in one car," Rick argued.
"My partner and I drove separate, so we could take everyone back with us."
This guy really thought of everything.
Rick finally allowed us to go, I didn't want to at all at first but I was convinced after that talk. We were off to a safe haven, to a city named Alexandria.
I rode in the car where the majority of us rode in, there we met a man named Eric, who kinda looked like the kid in the photo from the barn.
We drove around a empty path for awhile, Carl still gave me the stink eye the whole ride. Come on, what was I suppose to do. We came a rough stop causing me to swing forward.
"Walkers!" I hear someone say. I hear tapping on the sides of the van where walkers clawed at.
"Get to the building over there!" I picked up my knife and opened the car door knocking over a female walker. I ran past a few, they were so slow nowadays, they tried to grab at me but I pushed away the ones that got too close. One clawed at my shirt catching me on the it's sharp nail. I cut my shirt on the corner it snagged on to releasing myself and kicked the walker away.
"Ow!" I hear Eric scream. I watched as several of the others grabbed him off the road where he fell and dragged him into the building. I shut the door behind me and held it close with my back. I felt pounding claws trying to break at it.
"I could use some help over here!" I yelled. Abraham came and held the door shut easily. I guess he gave up on Washington. I hadn't notice him yet. "Is he bit?" I asked Abraham.
"No, he twisted his ankle."
I sighed in relief. Judith stated crying but the new guy, Noah, shushed her. He seemed nice, he got along well with everyone. I looked over at another girl, Tara I think and she looked very nervous.
We stayed there sitting in silence, drowning in worry we heard walkers being silenced and voices from outside.
"Dad!" I hear Carl yell as he flew past Abraham and out side. We were whole once more then continued our way to Alexandria. The safe haven.