So, hey guys. I should probably have said 'Hi' in the first chapter, but oh well. This story is basically just a little pet project of mine. If people happen to like it as the same time then that's fine by me. Also, if you spot any mistakes write in the review section or PM me. I do re-read my work but sometimes I still don't spot them. Thanks for giving this the time of day.
TWD Story – Chapter 3
"She's not with Carver." Luke stood before the rest of the group who gathered round in the kitchen, their typical meeting place. He left Olly in the other room with some food. He felt she could use the space. "She's just another survivor like us."
"Did she say anything else to you?" Carlos was leaning against the kitchen counter, his arms folded against his chest. Everyone else listened intently.
"Nothin', just what I've already told you. She grew up in Savannah, her dad and her got separated and she's still lookin' for him." Luke was having a hard time convincing everyone that she has had nothing to do with their past. It was to be expected, with everything that had happened.
"Did you even bother to ask what the heck she was doing all the way out here? Or what she has done since this thing started!?" Luke knew that Rebecca was taking this the worst. Fear always made emotions run high, and right now Rebecca's were through the roof.
"I asked what I felt comfortable askin'. People like that have a lot of bad memories and I didn't want to go routin' through them. She told me what she felt she could tell and that's good enough for me." Luke scanned each face for any comfort in what he was saying, but they remained impassive. "If she was workin' with Carver, she would have already left to report back to him." Luke tried with one last feeble attempt.
"He's right. Besides, we've just left the girl in a room with her weapons... If she meant us any harm she would have just done it." Luke smiled at Pete with gratitude and looked to Carlos who seemed to be thinking on the same wavelength.
"We'll keep an eye on her. If Carver does finally catch up on us we could use the extra man power. I'll have to talk to Sarah about this... otherwise she'll get nervous." Luke nodded to Carlos as he passed on his way out of the kitchen, but thought to himself 'more like or you'll get nervous, Carlos.'
"I don't like this.." Rebecca was twitching nervously and Alvin placed an arm around her. "It's okay, Rebecca. We can handle this."
Luke strolled out of the kitchen feeling quite pleased with himself. Then, he felt a hand weigh down his shoulder and turned to see Nick beside him, looking pretty anxious. "Okay, what's on your mind, pal?"
Nick remained silent for a moment. "I'm not questioning your judgment or anything, but why do you still insist on helpin' people after all that's happened? People have died.."
Luke's smile faded. "I know, but I honestly feel like she could be of some use. Please trust me, Nick."
Nick nodded. "You know I do." Luke patted him on the back and then left to go check on the new member of their group. There was no doubt that this girl was beautiful. Even when she was wearing that dirty green cap, her hair illuminated the room the colour of blood. The malachite of her large eyes contrasted with the fiery red of her hair perfectly. She had a slim-lined face that possessed plump rouge lips and cheekbones that cut could metal. Luke didn't need this distraction, but he didn't deny it either.
Once he reached the door of the room they left her, he placed his ear against it, listening for any movement. He didn't hear any. He tapped on the door lightly. When no response came, he pushed the door ajar and peered inside. Lying still in the bed was Olly, her legs tangled in the sheets and her face half dug in to the pillow. In her hand clutched that dirty green hat. Luke smiled at the image and shut the door behind him. There had to be a story with that hat.
A short chapter with the POV of Luke. Hope you liked it.