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The moon had risen in the sky yet she hadn't gone back to camp. She was sitting on the fence a couple of yards away from the camp playing the dog tags that hung around her neck. She could still see the lights from the house and flickering lights of the campfire. Not wanting to be to far away in case something happened. She sighed turning away from the sight to the stars above her head. The rest of the afternoon nobody else bothered her other than Carol coming to get her for dinner. Kris had just shrugged her off telling the woman she wasn't hungry.
The grass crunched behind her and reached for her knife before turning around. She wasn't about to let some walker tear her apart. She let out a sigh of relief when she seen Dale. She placed her knife back into her belt before turning back to the stars.
"What are you doing all the way out here?" Dale asked her moving to stand against the fence. She shrugged not taking her eyes from the stars.
"I love the stars. They always seem to calm me down" She explained smiling at the memory of her and her dad sitting outside watching the stars. It was before her rebellion kicked in and her father stopped talking to her.
"Look Kristina, I know it's not any of my business." Kris sighed when he used her full name thinking about correcting him. She turned from the stars to the elder man. "But I think you should have told Rick what Shane did to you earlier today" Kris's blue eyes widened in horror. How did he know? She blinked in surprise trying think of what to say.
"How-how did you know Shane was the one who hit me?" She asked turning completely towards him now. She was sure nobody was around when it happened. The camp was cleared she was sure of it.
"I was on top of the RV taking watch when I seen what happened on the porch." He explained reaching out and placing his hand gently on her knee. "I know I don't know what happened but I still think you should have told Rick." He gave her a light squeeze. She shook her head looking off in another direction. He must have seen her whole reaction with Rick as well.
"I couldn't. It's hard to explain" She whispered pulling the sleeves of her shirt down. She rubbed her eyes tiredly.
"What ever is happening between you and Shane is not my business but if he's hurting you, you need to let somebody know." Dale lightly patted her knee before turning to leave. She hopped off the fence walking up beside him. She gave him a small smile placing her hand on his shoulder.
"Thank you Dale. But I hope you keep this to yourself. I don't need anyone finding out." She suggested keeping her hand on his shoulder. He nodded patting her hand lightly. They walked back to the camp in silence. Once there Kris said goodnight to Dale before heading towards her tent. She went to unzip it but stopped when she seen Daryl sitting against the tree cleaning his arrows. He looked up at her sighing before nodding for her to join him.
She smiled to herself making her way over to him. Guess she was growing on him. Taking a seat beside him she crossed her legs at her ankles, leaning against the tree. He offered her the flask. She accepted it taking a sip from it.
"Heard you got roughed up." Daryl announced not looking away from the arrow in his hand.
"I ran into the door." She answered taking another gulp before closing the flask and laying it beside him.
"That door happen to be named Shane." he commented looking at her from the corner of his eye. She gave him a confused look.
"What makes you think Shane hit me?" She asked tilting her head causing pieces of hair to fall in her face. How many people have seen it?
"From the show I caught this mornin' I'm guessing you two are exactly friendly." He looked over her face before turning back to his arrows.
"Shane's a dick, nothing new." She joked with shrug. He didn't say anything else just cleaned his arrows off. She pulled her legs up sitting with them crossed under her. She turned towards him. "I'm growing on you ain't I?" She teased a smirk on her lips. He snorted before looking at her from the corner of his eye. The sound of the screen door creaking made Kris look up at the house. Lori coming out of the house by herself. Kris jumped to her feet dusting herself off. "I gotta go. See you later." She told Daryl keeping her eyes on her sister. She picked up her pace dodging around the camp. She cut off her sister crossing her arms over her chest. "We need to talk."
"I don't have time right now, Kris" Lori sighed pushing passed her sister. Kris turned around glaring.
"You better make time. I'm done with your bullshit. The next time your boyfriend decides to hit me I'mma fuck him up then I'm going to kick your ass for putting me in that spot!" Kris hissed having gotten Lori's attention at the word "boyfriend".
"Is that what happened to your face?" Lori asked pointing to the freshly busted lip. Kris stepped forward her glare never fading.
"Your damn right. I am not his punching bag and I'm not your diary. So y'all two better leave me the fuck out of it. I told you I wouldn't say a word yet he is still bullying me. You better put an end to it now, before I do it myself." Kris spat standing tall. She had had enough. They had been around each other less than a week and already Lori had pulled Kris into some thing.
"Nobody asked you to get into it Kris. Maybe if you minded your own business for once you wouldn't have gotten hit!" Her sister hissed under her breath.
"You're defending him?" Kris snapped before rolling her eyes and snorting. "Figures" Her sister never took Kris's side. It was always her against Lori and she knew this time wouldn't be any different.
"Just mind your own business Kris." Lori demanded before getting into her tent. Kris wanted nothing more than to punch her sister. It was always about Lori. Kris turned on her heel heading towards her challenger. She picked up her bag on the way slinging it over her shoulder. She needed to get herself a tent and some sleeping supplies. After throwing her bag through the opened window, she climbed inside pulling her map out.
"Let's see nearest town is about twenty minutes from here." She mumbled to herself running her finger along the road.
"Where are you going?" Kris didn't have to look up from the map to know who that was. She shrugged her shoulders keeping her eyes on the map.
"I have to go get some things from town." She told Shane who was now leaning into the window.
"Did you tell Lori you were leaving?" He asked her in an accusing voice.
"Unlike you Shane I'm not her pet. I don't have to tell her anything." Kris said sarcastically folding the map and placing it on the seat beside her. She turned forward placing her hand on the key.
"Still mad about our little accident?" Shane laughed darkly moving to stand by the door. Kris narrowed her eyes looking at her steering wheel. She quickly grabbed the door handle. With all her strength she slammed open the door hitting Shane with it. She heard the breath being knocked out of him. Slowly she stepped out smirking at him before hitting him with again. The door hit him again causing his knees to buckle. He landed on his knees in front of her.
"Oh my bad didn't see you there. You know Shane you should really watch where you're going." She smirked going to swing the door again but a hand came out grabbing her wrist. A curse escaped her lips at being caught. She looked over her shoulder to see Rick with Lori not far behind him. With a groan she ripped her hand from his grasp.
"What's going on here?" Rick asked looking from Kris to Shane.
"I asked her where she was going and she hit me with her car door." Shane hissed standing to his feet holding his hip. A smirk appeared on her lips when she realized she had actually hurt him.
"Guess I didn't see you there." She snorted sarcastically before simply shrugging her shoulders. "What can I say I'm clumsy."
"I told you it wasn't a good idea to keep her around. She's trouble always had been and always will be." Shane hissed narrowing his eyes at Kris. She rolled her eyes at his comment. Leave it to Shane to demand Kris leave.
"And I told you we'd give her a chance." Rick demanded causing Kris to snap her attention to him.
"A chance?" She asked a little hurt by that. "What would have happened if I failed? Were you just gonna send me away?" He opened his mouth to speak but she cut him off. "Forget it, I have to go." She pushed passed them getting into the car. Rick quickly pushed his way past her grabbing the keys from the ignition. She glared at him as he pocketed them.
"You aren't leaving." He demanded like he was talking to a five-year old.
"Why? I'll be back." She snapped from her spot in the car.
"We'll go tomorrow." He instructed causing her to slam her door. She quickly locked the door and rolled up her window leaving it cracked.
"I'll be sleeping in the car." Kris demanded then rolled the window completely up. She reached over and locked the other door.
"You're acting like a child." Lori snapped at her sister from outside the car. Kris cracked the window a little.
"Go to hell." She snapped before rolling the window back up. "Figures." She mumbled to herself. If she wanted to make a decision on her own she was treated like some child. Yeah, she's made bad decisions in the past but that was with relationships. This was different. She knew how to do this. She had done it for months alone. Maybe that's why it took her so long to actually find this group. She liked being a lone when it came to things like this. Nobody telling her what to do or when to do it.
From the corner of her eye, she could still see the three "adults" standing outside. They were all whispering. She was sure it was about her. She looked around trying to find something for warmth. Hopefully the guys had a blanket or even a large jacket. Just her luck, nothing. She straightened back up crossing her arms over her chest. There was a tap on her window but she chose to ignore it.
"Get out any time you're cold sister" Lori said to her. With out looking, Kris held up the middle finger to her sister. She knew she was going to end up getting out. It was a little chilly and she didn't have anything. She watched them all walk off before sighing. Pulling her feet on to the seat she laid her head back closing her eyes.
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It was around the middle of the night, when she was awaken by somebody picking her up. An arm went behind her knees and around her back before lifting her from the seat of the car. She snuggled closer to the warmth of whoever was carrying her. Her head laid against the shoulder of the man. Her eyes cracked open a little looking up at the face. She snorted closing her eyes back.
"Forgot you had the keys" She mumbled slowly removing her hand from where it clutching the front of Rick's shirt. If she wasn't so tired and cold, she'd be bitching about him carrying her.
"I couldn't have you freezing to death because you're stubborn as a mule." His comment made her lightly laugh against his shoulder.
"You're the one to talk." It was the last thing she said before falling back asleep.
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The sun was up the next time she woke up. Rubbing her eyes she sat up finding herself once again in Lori's tent. She remembered Rick getting her out the car. She let out groan moving to her feet. After unzipping the tent, she stepped out into the sun light. Using her hand she shielded her eyes from the morning sun.
"Good you're up." She looked to see Andrea coming out of the RV. Kris gave her a nod before running her fingers through her hair. "Shane and Rick wanted me to tell you that if you want to go to town to just find one of them."
"Okay, thanks" She told her before heading out to find Rick. No way in hell was she going to go to town with Shane. She probably wouldn't come back. She rubbed her sore neck. It was probably from sleeping sitting up in the car. She caught sight of a group around the hood of a truck. With her arm stretched over her head, she started heading that way.
"So who's taking me to town?" She asked clapping her hands together to get their attention. Shane pushed away from the truck.
"I am." She wanted to demand somebody else take her. She knew she probably wouldn't be coming back. She rolled her eyes before turning on her heel and walking towards her car.
"Hurry the hell up. I want to get this over with." She yelled as she walked back to the challenger. She climbed into the passenger's seat slamming the door behind her. Reaching over, she pulled her bag into her lap. As the driver door opened, she pulled out her gun cocking it. Shane closed his door as she watched him from the corner of her eye. He rolled his eyes at her before starting the car.
She waited until the group could no longer see them before turning sideways and sticking the end of the gun to his head.
"It's my turn to threaten, you stupid son of bitch." She hissed pushing the gun into his temple. "You pull anything, and I mean anything, while we're out I'll blow your fuckin' brains all over the pavement. Trust me nobody will miss you. Do you understand, Shane?" His name came off her tongue drenched in venom.
"Put the gun down, Kris." He said casually not taking his eyes from the road. She shook her head back and forth.
"Do you under-fucking-stand, Shane?" She asked her blue eyes narrowed and waiting for the slightest move. He sighed before nodding. She slowly pulled the gun away from his head. "Good." She relaxed back into her seat tucking the gun back into her shorts.
"Where we going?" He asked as they reached the end of the Greene's driveway. Kris pulled her map out. After looking it over she pointed in the direction she wanted to go. He did as he was told pulling on to the road. They sat in silence for a moment. Kris watched his every move from the corner of her eye. Trusting him wasn't in the cards.
"Why'd you offer to take me to town?" She narrowed her eyes in suspicion.
"Your sister asked me to. Said I'd be able to protect you." Shane answered reaching over and pulling the map from her lap. "Which town?" He asked looking over the map before looking back at the road. She pointed on the map to where she wanted to go. She quickly sat back against the door. Lori sent Shane after everything she told her about him hitting her? What the hell was wrong with her? There wasn't something right about that.
"Why are you being normal?" She asked crossing her arms over her chest. Something was super wrong with this picture. Him being descent to her. What a fucking joke. She tilted her head slightly. "Are you trying to get back on my good side?" He sighed ignoring her questions and keeping his eyes on the road. "Or are you trying to get on Lori's good side?" She asked raising an eyebrow. His knuckles turned white from his grip on the steering wheel.
"I thought you were done getting into everyone's business" He hissed through clenched teeth. She gave him a little shrug.
"I am. Let's just say I'm being cautious." She told him drumming her fingers on the handle of the gun. "Were you fucking my sister before the outbreak?"
"What?" He asked confused by the question. He gave her a smirk before turning back to the road. "I believe I was fucking you."
She rolled her eyes at the man before turning back forward. She couldn't believe she and Lori had slept with the same person. It was sickening. She just knew Shane was comparing the two. She was nothing like her sister. Different in every way. Even in bed, she was sure. She leaned down in the seat chewing on her bottom lip. Was she better? Wilder? Her eyes flickered to Shane before going back a head.
There was only one man who knew and she sure as hell wasn't going to ask him. Knowing him, he'd try to bring down her ego. She snorted out loud at the thought of her prude of a sister being better in bed than her. The wild child. She was wild for a reason. She looked over Shane from the corner of her eye.
"Bet you're proud of yourself. Being able to sleep with both of the Welson Sisters." She noted sarcastically rolling her eyes. He simply shrugged looking at the map. She turned to look back out the window.
"We aren't sleeping together anymore." She turned to look at him.
"What?" She asked. She remembered Lori saying something about it being over but she doubted what her sister was saying was true.
"Me and Lori aren't sleeping together anymore. I thought I'd let you know." He told her pulling on to another road.
"Your choice or hers?"
"Does it matter?" He asked looking at her. She nodded her head. He sighed turning back to look at the road. "Hers." She snorted turning to look out the window. If Lori hadn't called it off she doubted Shane would have. No wonder he was glaring at Rick and Lori. Lori had called off their affair for her husband. Now Shane was beyond pissed. They finally reached the town. Shane parked on the outskirts trying to not draw too much attention. She stepped out once he killed the engine.
It looked like a ghost town other than a few stray walkers walking around. Dust covered everything. Old cars were parked on the sidewalk left untouched. Most of the windows were busted out as well. She shut the door then pulled the gun from her shorts. She looked at Shane before nodding towards the sports store. She was here to get her a tent. He nodded pulling his gun out as well. They walked together in union towards the store. Neither made a noise not wanting to draw attention of the nearest walkers.
They broke out into a jog towards the store. Shane went in first pointing the gun around as she stood at the door. He waved her inside once it was clear. She shut the door behind her putting her gun into her shorts.
"I need a tent, sleeping bag, and some pants." She told him looking around the store. Everything was tossed over and covering the floors. She kicked an old can of spray paint. "This store is trashed." She mumbled looking around.
"World's gone to hell what do you expect?" He asked looking at the boxes on the wall. She walked over to the camping supplies. After finding a decide tent and sleeping bag, she handed them over to Shane.
"I'm going to go down to the clothes store and get something warmer, meet you at the car." She told him after handing him the supplies. Pointing her finger at him, she added. "Don't you dare leave me!"
"I won't just hurry up and don't get eaten." He snapped before walking out the door first.
Once outside they went their separate ways. She took of jogging down the sidewalk towards the small boutique. She quickly ran inside looking around for any walkers. She found one towards the back of the store. Pulling her knife from her boot, she headed towards it. The walker turned around when Kris stepped on a piece of paper. She cursed herself before sticking the knife in top of the walkers head. After pulling her knife out, she kicked it backwards on to the ground.
Picking up an old shirt, she wiped her knife off. Placing the knife back into her boot, she looked around for some jeans. It didn't take long since most of the clothes were untouched. She kicked off her boots causing her knife to fall out. She pulled off her shorts pulling on some black skinny jeans. Grabbing a short sleeve plaid shirt she pulled it over her shirt before grabbing an old jean jacket. It had no sleeves but she shrugged pulling it on. She liked the outfit it fit her well.
After she pulled her boots back on she turned to leave the dressing room. Stopping she realized something was off. She forgot her knife. Before she could move something hit her back sending her crashing against a rack of clothes. She quickly turned around going to hit back. She figured Shane had changed his mind about not killing her. But her fist was caught and she looked up to see a man she recognized. But it wasn't Shane.
"How's my car sweetheart?" he asked before head butting her. She fell backwards on the ground. She looked up with narrowed eyes at the man she knew she should have killed. His shoulder was much better from what she could tell. It was bandaged up. Two other rather large men joined his side. "Let's get a drink shall we?"
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Shane sat in the car drumming his fingers against the steering wheel of the car. Where the hell was Kris? He kept asking himself looking in the direction she had run off too. He was starting to worry about her. Sure enough he pushed the door open climbing out. Pulling his gun from his waistband, he started towards the way she disappeared in.
As he was about to head inside when the door busted open. What he saw first was legs kicking in the air. Kris's legs. Shit. He backed up hiding in the shadows. He watched a huge man come out carrying Kris. His arms were wrapped around her waist holding her off the ground. She was throwing elbows and slinging her legs in attempts to kick. Curses and insults were flying from her lips. Another man stepped up to help with her and Kris slung her fist at him causing him to back away.
"I'mma fuck y'all up." She yelled grabbing the attention of nearest walkers. One of the men pulled Kris's gun from her shorts shooting them in the head. She kept fighting all the way until they disappeared in the bar. Shane cursed. Leave it to Kris to get herself into something.
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The man holding her finally tossed her to the ground once they reached the bar. She landed on her feet grabbing the edge of the pool table. The fat fuck had taken her gun and her knife was sitting on the ground in the dressing room. Great! With her hands on the table she walked around keeping her eyes trained on them. The main one smirked at her watching her. He sat down at the bar. Leaning over, he grabbed an old bottle of whiskey sitting it on the counter.
"How about a drink sweet cheeks?" he offered pulling two glasses from the other side of the bar. Her finger tips brushed the pool ball closest to her. Her eyes darted from him to the other two men standing near the door. Where the fuck was Shane? Wouldn't he had noticed she was taking a long time?
"I'd rather die of thirst" She growled pulling the pool ball closer to her. She had a full clip in her gun. She didn't see any guns on any of the man. Which meant they only had fifteen bullets counting the two they wasted outside.
"Suit yourself." The man shrugged pouring himself a drink. She took the opportunity to pull the pool ball from the table. She hid it behind her back as she stepped back from the table. "What's your name honey?"
"Your mother" She snapped causing on the man with her gun to point it at her. He chuckled darkly pouring him some more liquor into his glass.
"Well my name's Danny, this here is my crew." He said motioning towards the others with his glass. He pointed the bigger one. "Stan." Then to the other. "Bill"
"I'd rather not hear the names of the people I'm going to kill." She smirked before throwing the pool ball as hard as she could towards Danny. As it hit him the chest she ducked behind the pool ball. She heard shuffling before something busted against the ground.
"Shoot the bitch!" Danny yelled before the gunshots started ringing in her ears. She counted the shots.
"Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve." The gun shots stopped leaving three bullets in the clip. She cursed herself pushing off the ground and running. "Thirteen" She mumbled hiding behind the support beam. "Fourteen." She waited and slowly smirked. "Fifteen" She stepped out from behind the wall smirking at the man. The click of the gun echoing in all their ears. She got into a fighting stance waving them on. "Guess you'll have to fight like men."
Stan was the first on to come at her. He swung his arm at her trying to punch her. She ducked under his arm. Locking her arms around his neck, she brought her knee up into his gut. He grabbed her by her thighs before flipping her over his shoulder. She landed on her back on the bar knocking the air out her. She opened her eyes to see a bar stood coming down. She quickly rolled off the bar and out of the way. It shattered against the bar sending pieces flying everywhere. Grabbing the nearest bottle of alcohol she smashed it over Stan's head sending him crashing to the ground. He was out.
Climbing over the bar she got ready for the next one. She popped her neck her smirk appearing again.
"Is that all you got?" She smirked waving him on. Danny nodded for Bill to get her. She washed no time throwing her fist at him. He blocked it easily before hitting her in the stomach. Once again having the air knocked from her lungs. She stumbled backwards hitting the bar. Her hands holding her up. Bill swung against this time she lifted her foot kicking him back. His back hit the pool table. She couldn't waste anytime. Pushing from the bar, she tackled him on the pool table. Her legs straddling his hips. Her hand wrapped around a pool ball. His hand went to her wrist stopping her from hitting him with it. He flipped them over crushing her against the pool table. Her grip firm on the pool ball as his hand strangled her.
Hers legs still wrapped around him she pulled herself up. With force she landed a head butt on him. His grip releasing on her instantly. Giving her the perfect opportunity to slam the ball against his head. She hit him three times before his body slumped against hers. Dropping the ball, she kicked him off. Slowly she pushed herself off the table. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't tired. She was breathing heavily as she stared at the man at her feet. Stumbling, she walked over to the wall.
Grabbing a pool stick from the holder, she turned around to Danny. He had moved from the stool he was sitting on. He stalked around the table like predator ready to kill his prey. She twisted the pool stick her hand stepping to the side.
"This time I'mma fucking kill you." She hissed snapping the pool stick over her knee. She tossed duller half of it away leaving her with the thin half of the stick. She was about to show him who the real prey was.
"We'll see who kills who here." He hissed cracking his knuckles. She screamed as she slung the pool stick at him. He caught it pulling it from her hands before hitting her with it. She fell to the ground. Her cheek stung from the hit. Quickly she turned on her back picking herself on her elbows. He tossed the stick across the room moving to stand over her. Once he got close enough, she kicked him in his crotch. He groaned placing his hands over it falling to his knees. Grabbing the table she pulled herself to her feet. She wrapped her fingers in his hair before bringing her knee to meet his chin. She heard the crack of his jaw.
Letting go she stumbling backwards falling against the counter. Her fingertips brushed against an old beer bottle. She grabbed it stepping away from the bar. She hit the pool table with it busting off the bottom. She was done with this shit.
"Any last words, scum?" She asked stepping over him. He looked up at her with narrowed eyes. He grabbed her wrist twisting her hand and pushing the end of the bottle into her hip. She let out a hiss as the bottle pierced her skin. He released his hold on her. Kris pulled the glass from her hip dropping it to the ground.
"Now you'll die here with me." He smirked as she crumbled to her knees. Her hands held over the injury. She pulled her hand away seeing the crimson liquid covering it. Her hand went back to her hip. She refused to allow his slime to kill her. She reached over grabbing a piece of glass from the bottle she had just broken. With the glass in her hand, she pulled herself up. The glass cutting her palm due to the fact she had used the hand she was holding it in to pull herself up. She stepped towards him.
"I ain't dying here." She demanded before sticking the piece of glass into his other shoulder. The one she hadn't damaged. With her foot she kicked him on to his back. She stepped over him placing her foot on the glass. "But you are." She smirked pushing the glass into him. Making it nearly impossible for him to be able to pull it out. Using the rest of her strength, she knocked him out with the heel of her boot. She stepped backwards going towards the door.
Just as she was about to reach for the door it flew open almost hitting her. Shane came inside covered in blood and breathing heavily as well. He looked her over before looking at the men. He looked back at her then to her hand. He was worried he wouldn't make it.
"Are you okay?" He asked placing his hand on her bloody hand. He slowly pulled hers away trying to see the damage.
"It isn't that deep. What happened to you?" She asked nodding towards all the blood.
"All the gunshots attracted every walker. There was a lot, I had to fight my way in here." he explained looking at the men.
"You didn't get bitten, did you?" She asked hoping he didn't. He was trying to save her. If he died because she was in trouble, she'd never forgive herself.
"No I'm fine. Let's go." He stepped towards her offering her his help. She shook her head and started walking herself. She wasn't weak. She could walk to the car with out a crutch. She opened the door walking out of the bar. Shane walked beside her watching her struggle. "They didn't do anything to you, did they?"
He'd seen her like this before if not worse. Her ex, Tony had beaten her up worse than this before. Him and Rick pulled up to find Kris crumbled in her front yard. Her left eye was swollen shut, her tooth had gone through her bottom lip, she had a concussion, and four cracked ribs. Yet she fought Tony until he knocked her out cold. He remembered her smiling up at him when he kneeled down to see her damage. She was barely conscious but she managed a "I told him he'd be sorry for cheating" then she passed out.
And he was, Shane was sure. He was proud to say she got a lot of hits on the bastard as well. She poured hot ramen all over his crotch before hitting him with the pot. That was what earned her the back hand and what had started the fight. Tony had a severe burn, a busted lip, a minor concussion, fractured nose, and one bruised ego. That was before Shane had to pull Rick off him. Kris was little, fierce, but little all the same. Tony had been twice her size and he was still a man. Though Kris thought she could take anyone, she forgot men were much stronger.
He was brought out of the memory by Kris wincing.
"Nope, just a little cut from a beer bottle. I'll be fine." She told him her grip tightening on her hip. "Besides If you didn't notice, I kicked their asses." She said proudly smirking. She looked at him from the corner of her eye. "You take that as an example." He snorted rolling his eyes at her.
"You only know how to defend yourself because of me and Rick. Don't forget I'm the teacher and you're the student." He told her as they made it to the car. He knew it wasn't true. She had always been a fighter, and would always be. Yes, he and Rick had taught her some things but that was after the Tony thing. He shouldn't have been surprised when she turned up alive. Kris refused to go down with out a fight. If she died, she'd go down swinging and covered in somebody's blood. That he was sure off. She opened her door looking over the roof at him.
"Whatever Shane."
Sorry if I made any mistakes I checked over it twice and did my best on fixing them. I didn't know Lori's maiden name, I looked it up and they kept saying Grimes? It was very frustrating so I made one up. If that's not right I'd appreciate somebody letting me know so I can fix it. And does anyone know where I can get a trailer made? I have tried to make my own, and well yeah I'll be sticking to writing(:
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