For the next few hours, Glenn and I got to know each other. I learned that he never really dated and that he had a sister. He told me that she had died when he was 16 and she was 11, due to cancer. I told him that I lost my mom when I was 8, due to a drunk driver, and my dad when I was 17, due to suicide. I had to look away from him, I felt ashamed to be crying. The moon had just came out completely, when I suggested that we head back to camp. I thought that I caused my sister enough grief by running off. I didn't want her to think that something bad had happened to me.
The fire was burning bright and the group was chatting quietly. The rustling of the trees as we entered the camp ground must have gotten some people's attention, because Shane and Dale stood up.
"Don't shoot! It's Glenn and Ivy." Glenn yelled, raising his hands.
"What took you so long? Did ya get lost or somethin'?" Shane asks, coming towards us.
"Ivy Michelle Harris where have you been?" That obviously had to be my sister. She is the only one that knows my middle name.
"Why were you gone so long?" Lori asks.
"Shane, I didn't get lost. We were talking, which seemed to calm her down." Glenn replied, looking over at me.
"Isis, I wanted some space. So, I went for a walk and I found a lake. I sat down and watched the stars for a little bit. Glenn found me and we talked. Nothing happened." I moved away from Glenn, "I am going to head to bed. I will be sleeping in the Humvee tonight and tomorrow I will set up my tent, but for right now the Humvee will do. Goodnight." And I just walked away.
The next morning, I woke up to a pounding on the window next to my head. 'Why must people pound so hard? You'd think that they were Walkers or something.' I glanced up at the window, wiping the sleep from my eyes, and saw Lori standing there with a bowl. I sat up, pushing my blanket onto the car floor. My t-shirt had been moved so that you could almost see my boobs, so I pulled it down before getting out of the Humvee. I was only in a long t-shirt and a pair of boxers that I had taken after my father died. They were new, I didn't think it would be a big deal. I also had on some socks. I didn't mind being half naked or anything in front of these people. Once you've had your clothes stole in the locker room then had to walk out into the gym naked, you had no shame. If any of the guys tried anything that I didn't approve of I would just kick their butts. I have a black belt in MMA and I had been taking kickboxing classes since I was a small child. My dad thought that it would be a good idea to have me take those class, so that I could protect myself when I went to college.
"Carol and I made breakfast. I thought I'd bring you over a bowl. Isis said that you didn't usually ate breakfast, but Shane wants you to go on a run with Glenn and a couple of other people. So, you should probably eat up." She rambled, thrusting my bowl into my hand before running back to Shane. She seemed to be afraid of me, but I think that she should be more afraid of Shane. I don't know what it is about him that gives me the creeps, but there is something wrong and I don't like it.
The bowl was warm, which caused me to look down. The bowl was filled with oatmeal and fruit. I had taken six large spoons full of the food, before it was gone. It left me a little disappointed, but I got over it quickly. When I looked up from my food, I saw a blonde girl walking towards me.
"My name is Andrea. Shane told me to tell you to get ready, because we'll be leaving soon." I just nodded curtly, before heading back to the Humvee to get ready.
I pulled out my bag from the back, grabbing a set, of 'clean' clothes. I pulled on a pair of dark blue jeans, a white tank top with a blue, white, and red plaid shirt, lastly I pulled on my leather biker boots, before getting back out of the Humvee. I ran a brush over my nappy red hair. I slung my backpack over both shoulders and headed towards the RV. I saw a group of people standing around the front of the RV, one them being Glenn, and walked over. Merle seemed to be the only one to actually see me join the group.
"Okay, once Ivy gets here I'll explain what we need you all to get." Shane said with an annoyed tone, probably thinking that I was taking my sweet time getting ready, and trying super hard to not stare at Lori's boobs.
"You know Shane, if you were actually paying attention to your surroundings and not just Lori's boobs then maybe you'd realize that I am here." I reply, pushing my way to where he was standing. There were a few snickers and a few gasps. He clenched his jaw, biting back a witty comeback that was most likely not as witty as he thought it would be.
"What did you just say to me?" Shane growled, stalking towards me.
"Do I need to spell it out for you? P-A-Y A-T-T-E-N-T-I-O-N T-O Y-O-U-R S- U-R-R-O-U-N-D-I-N-G-S N-O-T L-O-R-I-'-S B-O-O-B-S." I spelled it out. Glenn and a little dark haired girl broke out into giggles.
"Don't you talk to me like that ya little brat!" He hissed, basically spitting in my face. I took a step back, wiping his sip off of my face.
"That was tactless and gross." I stated simply, before turning on my heels and headed back towards the Humvee. I grabbed one of Isis' other bags that had a few weapons, some food, two changes of clothes, a blanket, and a few other necessities, setting down next to her tent. I planned on taking the Humvee, it had all of our supplies in it and I didn't want to leave her without anything.
The drive to the city was quiet, mostly because I was alone in my car. Once we got into the city, I pulled into an alleyway that seemed to be free of any Walkers. I jumped out of the Humvee, grabbing my tool kit from the pocket of my pack. And by tool kit, I mean my lock picking set. I slowly head towards the back door as the rest of the group turned the corner. I looked towards my other side for a second, checking for Walkers, before turning back to the door. I took the hair band that was around my wrist, tying my hair up in a ponytail before getting to work on the door. My tongue slipped in between my lips as I focused on the lock and the others got out of the car.
"What are ya doin'?" T-dog asks me, leaning over my shoulder.
"What does it look like boy, she doin' what ya be doin' in the hood nigga (A/N I hate that word so much, but it fits with Merles character)?" Merle's replies, making it totally racist. I heard the lock click then I twist the handle, opening the door.
"Not all brothers are criminals, you racist hick." T-dog retorts. I snort.
"Come on." I said simply, walking through the open door. The rest of the group followed after me. The store room was filled with boxes, "Andrea look these boxes, if there is anything that you'd think the group will need, pack it into the Humvee. Glenn, search the other shops on this street and the next one. Merle and guy I don't know, I want you to go to the roof and keep watch. T-dog and I, will be going to look through the actual shop and staff room. We leave in an hour." Merle looked at me like I'd grown three heads and one was checking him out.
"Who died and made ya the boss, honey?" Merle grunted. Everyone looked at him.
"Shut it, Merle. Ivy's plan actually sounds like a good plan. So, we are doing it." The guy I still didn't know replied for me.
"Thank you." I whispered, heading towards the store. T-dog followed after me quickly, trying to keep himself from hitting Merle.
"Thank you for not puttin' me with that hick. I don't think that I'd last with 'im." I simply nodded. I went to the racks and started to grab clothing off of the hangers.
I looked behind the counter, seeing some shopping bag on the floor. While I was grabbing the bags, I looked up and saw some Walkers walking in front of the windows. I looked around quickly, seeing a little shoe laying on its side about a foot away from me. I reached over and picked it up from the ground, throwing it at T-dog. He looked over at me and I pointed over at the door at the Walkers then pointed at the ground. He nodded, quietly getting on all fours and crawling towards me. I passed him a couple of the bags and continued to filling them as quietly as I could. By the time the Walkers left, I had about seven bags pack while T-dog had five bags packed. Standing up, I dusted myself off and grabbed a couple of my bags.
"I'll take this to the Humvee and see how Andrea is doin', alright?" He just nodded, "If ya want, ya can either stay in here and grab more clothes or go check on Merle." He just rolled his eyes, I laughed knowing that he'd rather bag clothes then go check on Merle.
During my walk from the actual shop to the store room, I nearly tripped over a couple of purses. It would be karma to trip over something that women would fighting over on Black Friday. I never really carried a purse around, mostly I carried a messenger bag. I only carried one around when I had to go to Formal events, like weddings and charity events. It is sad that we, people, spent a lot of time planning said events and getting ready for them, and not enough time learning important skills; like hunting and building a fire.
"I put some of the boxes in the Humvee, not all of the boxes had stuff that were at the top of the list in them. We can always come back and get them." She said, going back to the box in front of her.
"Alright, I am going to put these bags in the car then I'll be right back." She nodded. I pushed the door open and checked for Walkers, I like that term better than Zombies, before racing towards the Humvee.
Pulling open the back, I shoved the bags on the blanket cover floor. I was closing the door when I saw Glenn running down the alleyway. He put his hands on my shoulder, panting heavily. I raised my eyebrows at him, removing one of his hands from my shoulder, he held up a finger signaling me to hold on a minute.
"There are two shops just up the block that have things that we may need. I can take you there, if you want me too. They seem to be pretty secure and untouched." I nodded.
"I have to go tell Andrea before we go, don't want to have anybody freaking out because they don't know where I am. Get in the passenger seat and I'll be right back." He did as I said. I poked my head into the store room. "Andrea, Glenn is going to take me to a couple of shops down the street so that I can gather the things that we need. If anything goes wrong or you need me, the guy upstairs with Merle has a radio. I have one too, in the Humvee. Turn in to channel 3 and beep twice."
"Alright, I'll tell the guys." I looked down at the end of the alleyway, seeing a couple of Walkers.
'Well, this should be interesting.'
~ To the person who commented, the reason I am having Daryl be with an OC is because that OC is based off of my best friend and she loves Daryl. I originally had been writing on Quotev, but I haven't been getting on there much since finding this site. I will have Maggie getting with someone, but I won't have it be Daryl. There will be some drama between Glenn, Maggie, and Ivy that relates to Glenn and Maggie's relationship on the show. And for the people who want to know (even if you don't), I want to say that I love Maggie; I just don't want her and Glenn together. I love Glenn.
Have a lovely night!
PS Thanks for the comment!~