TWD: No Life Is Perfect. Chap 3
Sorry for lateness!
Andrea sat where she was in the tent, just watching the faint shadows that commonly passed by, often mumbling their conversations off with them. She had slept a few hours of sleep, but was already feeling much better. Her head was rushing through all her recent memories, and the one that stood out clear was the image of three. To be exact, only one of those was human. Her tall Katana-wielding figure was greatly remembered by Andrea, as one of the most powerful she had ever met. The moment that they had first met was slightly blurry, because of how much of a rush it had become. But she could remember the moment the walker was turned fully lifeless, as Michonne striked.
It took Andrea a few moments of thought before deciding what she was next to do. She grabbed her gun that was sitting beside her and loaded it with ammo, as well as picking up her knife which both had seen her through many deaths of walkers. After taking a small drink to soften her throat, she made her way out of the tent and then gradually got to her feet, and looked around at the camp. Everyone was there - unless they had died at the farm, of course.
When she looked around, she luckily didn't draw too much attention to herself. She got a small wave from Herschel and Glenn, which wasn't anything too serious – the two weren't good enough at seeking out a plan whether it was Andrea or not. Slowly, she made her way to the back of the camp, where sat just Carol – Daryl had left her just moments ago, but the reason was unclear. She watched Carol to make sure she wasn't noticed, as she walked as silently as she possibly could. Once she got a few meters away, the first thing she did was make her way behind a tree. Hiding was the first part to get her plan into action. Little did she know, a curious Lori who was still set on revenge had noticed the oddness of Andrea's disappearing act, and she was certainly on Andrea's case.
The blonde sighed a little, as her light footsteps crunched lightly against the fallen leaves that mixed in with the new snow, which crunched under anyone's feet. Distantly, she heard that sound – as if it was following her. But it was coming from where she had left – the camp. It was likely where Daryl was hunting; he was the one who usually left for that, so soon enough, her head started to forget about that. Instead, the cold was brought to her mind. There she walked; wearing the kind of thing she wore at the farm – in the sun. But that wasn't right for this kind of weather. She was freezing to death, but she was pretty sure that if she found Michonne – there would be great hope.
Andrea immediately stopped in her tracks, as she heard something that hinted sudden movement to her right. The noise she would make would be too loud if she moved, so she stayed stood in her place – to see if who – or whatever it was, was aware of her presence.
A few minutes passed, and she was left un-noticed. She turned around momentarily, and just a few meters away stood Lori – looking just as furious as ever. A glare was sent towards Andrea, as Lori took a few more steps closer to the blonde whose expression was nothing but complete confusion. "What is your problem?" Lori spat out angrily at Andrea. She opened her mouth to declare she had no idea what Lori was talking about; but before she had a chance to, she was met by Lori's voice. "Don't even try denying it, Andrea!" she growled, waiting for her to plead to not know what this was about, like the typical Andrea would.
Andrea just decided to cross her arms, and wait to hear what she was being accused of next. Lori's face looked pretty disgusted with the way she was being treated. She felt like dirt, from the way Andrea was 'ignoring' her. She over exaggerated everything. So, she decided she was going to have to speak; Blondie was refusing. "You. You are trying to steal my husband! How dare you! You're not important to this group. Hell, why did you even come back? To ruin our chances of survival? Why didn't you just stay at the farm where you should have been killed? Why exactly are you back? Looking like a damsel in distress searching for your hero? I'll tell you this once, and only once. Rick is mine. He is my husband. Stay away from him!" The evil fire-breathing dragon growled, as the coldness of the snow smoked out from her mouth. If it wasn't for the fact she was naturally a human – she could easily be mistaken for that. A creature of fury and anger. It was simple.
Andrea just shook her head with surprise. What an unexpected… Rant about her returning. Over-reaction much? The only reason she was with Rick when she returned, was due to the fact he had offered to help her, and nothing more. If only idiot here could actually notice that, and not be so jammy over everything that went on. The only thing she could get from it was; Jealousy. Lori was, one of only two who knew about the 'moment' Andrea and Shane had together. Put on top of that, Rick and Andrea being close for well, just a few moments. Knowing how much Rick wanted his wife to trust him, he must have told the all so innocent woman about the encounter I the tent when Andrea brought herself to tears over everything. A shoulder to cry on was nothing of worry; it was all just a massive over-reaction. But Lori would never understand that.
More crunching came from behind Andrea; this time with super speed. She turned around, and moments later, she felt her back hit the shock of crunching and freezing as she was tackled to the ground. The face of the tackler of course, was a walker. She huffed about, trying to keep its mouth away from her, to try and survive this attack. As a scream came from her, another came from the dragon – Lori. However, she had no time to help or even look to see what was happening – she was suffering another moment of near-death.
Then, to Andrea's relief – off flew the head of the attacker – and once again, so did the figure of three; Michonne, and her walkers. A delighted smile soon covered her expression, removing the fear and terror which only lingered slightly from the shock of that moment. Assisting Lori was Rick and Daryl – almost oblivious to Andrea. Since when could dragons become princesses? That was a question. In Lori's place was blood, and to her arm a wound. Bite? She was hoping so – get rid of someone who needed to go.
As Andrea attempted to make a step, she didn't know a cut was on her leg – something the cold had blended away, but her first step had her almost collapsing to the ground – but the hand of Michonne saved her. She followed Rick, Daryl and Lori back to the camp – where worried faces met them. Lori was settled down with the guys, while Rick lead Andrea away to the camp after claiming he needed to talk to her – but why he needed to was greatly unclear.
And, he soon started. "Why did you do that, Andrea?" was the question that shot from his mouth. Her eyebrows furrowed – what did she apparently do? "Rick, what are you on about? I didn't do anything, I swear!" Andrea protested, trying to claim herself innocent – which she was. But all he did was shake his head in shame. "Right, so first you hurt my wife, now you lie to me. She has shown me the wound, Andrea. You stabbed her." Andrea's eyes opened wide with just utter shock. "What?! That's bullshit! I didn't touch her Rick!" she stated – still trying to prove her innocence.
Andrea stormed off back to camp, not believing Rick's belief of what had happened. She hadn't touched Lori with anything, forget a knife! That was it. Her return to the camp had taken a mere few hours for her to get treated like nothing – with everything she said a 'lie'. She took the route of purposely walking past Lori, where she was lucky to catch sight of her wound. Her eyes opened wide as she passed. That wasn't a knife wound. Maybe a few hours of work, and yeah it could have been done by a knife. But it wasn't. She had seen that before – that mark so many times. And it had great consequences. How could the others not notice? Now, her fate was sealed. She had been bitten.
Later on that day, the camp was settling down to sleep – Glenn was on patrol, however. But laying a sleep for a few hours was the body of Lori. Rick smiled as he entered the tent, and lay beside her – the shock of the wound must have worn her energy down. He closed his eyes and was ready to sleep, when a growl echoed inside. He jumped, waiting to see a walker. There was nothing. Then Lori's face looked in Rick's direction. "Lori!" he yelled with shock before quickly scattering out of the tent, away from his once wife.
"Glenn!" he yelled aloud to grab the attention of the Korean who was sat on watch. Moments later he was to the side of Rick, and out crawled their new walker friend. Andrea hurried out of her tent just like the others – but she was looking for Michonne, who had now disappeared again. She got to her feet after a few moments of trying to awaken a little more, as she was almost out of it, and unable to understand what happened. But a gunshot explained it all, as she thought to the events earlier that day. Carl hurried past Andrea as she saw the tent, and the newly deceased corpse. Carl burst out in tears, and his father pulled him away into a hug, to get him to face away from the terror that they met at the tent. But inside, Rick knew it had to be done. He also knew Lori had in fact lied about that wound of hers – he turned to Andrea, with a disappointed face – he had never felt so disappointed in himself. "Andrea... I... I'm sorry." He muttered, before falling to his knees so he was more at his son's height. By far, this was the worst moment of his life.
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