Majesty's POV

"To be honest, this is my new baby," I say, rubbing the dash as I come back inside of the car. I had been sticking my head out the window for at least ten minutes just letting wind blow in my tresses and pretending I was in the end credits of a movie.

Glenn looked over to me for a quick second with a smile. "Our baby."

"Well you let me know you're ready to move out of the driver seat." I gave him a suppressed smile and put my feet on the dash, leaning back and enjoying the smooth ride he was taking through the mountains to get back to the quarry we resided in.

"Well I'm not pulling over with all this noise." The alarm for this car had not stopped going off since we left Atlanta. The dead were long gone and I had tuned that shit out miles ago.

"As if those things are going to catch up now." I rolled my eyes playfully and leaned my head on his shoulder. He planted a kiss on my temple and used one hand to rub my thighs. Even three years later and he still made my heart flutter with those little displays of affection.

"We're getting closer," Glenn announced quietly. He almost sounded sad. I know he was having so much fun driving this sports car. Not something we could've even afforded to test drive back a couple months ago.

"Well then let's enjoy the last bit of this ride!!" I shout, hoping to give my boyfriend some sort of happiness. Off my playful energy alone, his smile from grew ear to ear and the speedometer increased from 90 to 120.

Of course, because our entrance was being announced by a blaring car alarm, half of the group was waiting for us right at the RV that marked the entrance of the quarry camp. There were looks of anger, confusion, and amusement as we pulled up and hopped out with our smiles beaming.

Shane started banging the car hood and shouting at Glenn, asking him to pop the hood so he can turn off the alarm. Morales' family and Amy were bombarding me with questions about where there family members were, overstimulating the fuck out of me.

"Andrea is fine! God Amy, calm down." I shake her by the shoulders looking dead into her wide blue eyes and turn around to stretch the kinks out of the top of my body. Immediately she turned around and started yelling at Glenn so I just let him handle that and addressed Morales' family. I quickly told her in Spanish that he was also fine and on his way back.

I didn't feel like I had to do any explaining but I wanted to be the first to tell the story of Rick Grimes and how I was the one who decided to save him. Once the trunk of the car was closed and the alarm was off I hopped on top of it and cleared my throat. "So let me tell everyone the story of how Glenn and I - because of me - saved this fucking badass dude that actually had us covered in blood and guts walking through the streets of Atlanta so we could get out because we were trapped."

Dale, one of the older men and the owner of the RV at our camp raised his brow at me. "What?"

Glenn finished telling the story for me, "such a badass! We found him hiding in a tank and he ran through a horde- didn't get touched! He even beat the shit out of Merle Dixon. It was crazy."

Shane looked nothing more than perplexed, "well I can't wait to meet this guy then."

Coincidentally, the truck carrying all the other survivors pulled up behind the Porsche. I sighed and walked away to let everyone have their reunions and storytelling. The youngest boy here, Carl, was sitting by himself playing with the action figures I had got him before on a previous run. He looked up and smiled at my presence.

"Hey Carl." He was such a cute kid with the cutest little haircut framing his baby face. Having younger and older brothers made me have an easy sweet spot for little boys. "Got you something new. I don't know how you feel about life savers but maybe you'll like them more if you're reading this spider man comic."

I wiggled my brows and held out the treats I had snagged for him. Somehow his smile got even larger, he immediately jumped up to claim his prize, giving me a big hug as a thank you. I rubbed his head and gave it a small pat expecting him to let go of me at that point but he didn't. It was almost like he froze.

"Dad?" His little voice said quietly.

"What? What do you mean? I'm not your-"

"Dad!" He shouted, pushing off of me and sprinting behind me. I turned around. Ain't no fucking way.

Then I saw Carl's mom Lori running up behind him as well. Yes fucking way. The joy I felt seeing Lori and Carl reuniting with Rick was unexplainable. My cheeks stung from the smile on my face. I ran to my boyfriend and hugged him from behind. "Babe! We fucking saved Carl's dad!"

Glenn kissed me in celebration and grabbed my face. We both were like kids in a candy store overfilled with happiness and disbelief. Glenn and I were literally the shit! It was a beautiful sight to see, and everyone around us was just staring in silence and awe. Who knew I'd have such a good day in a fucking apocalypse?

Of course everything settled down, Glenn and I went to our respective tent and I started rolling up the last of the weed we had. Glenn undressed in front of me and changed out of the sweaty grimy clothes from earlier. We definitely smelled rank but in a moment's time we would smell like straight skunk.

"Babe," he called for my attention. "Aren't Shane and Lori a thing?"

I stopped rolling up and locked eyes with him. "Huh. I never thought of that. Wait. Wasn't Shane a cop. Do you think he knew Rick too?"

"Duh."

"That's so fucked." I laughed and shrugged, going back to my drugs. I kept my eye trained on his thin but still toned and sexy body while I did. He caught my eye and smirked, coming next to me and giving me a sloppy, wet kiss.

"Okay relax before we don't make it in time for dinner." I pulled away and licked the blunt I was rolling, digging in my bag for a lighter. Now that that was done I kicked my shoes off and handed Glenn the weed and lighter. He got to work lighting and smoking it while I took my turn to change into different shorts and a shirt. Today was fun and also really nice, but I could never resist a good blunt at the end of the day.

Only a couple hours later it was dark and we were sitting around the campfire eating the dinner that was split for the night. Lori was cuddled into Rick as he gave his story about waking up from a Coma and finding his way to Atlanta. I was listening intently, I was really interested in him and how strong willed he was, honestly. "Disoriented. I guess that comes closest. Disoriented. Fear, confusion… all those things but… Disoriented comes closest."

"I felt like I'd been ripped out of my life and put somewhere else. For a while I thought I was trapped in some coma dream, something I might not wake up from ever," he said solemnly.

Carl looked up at him and mumbled, "Mom said you were dead."

Rick's response just showed how good of a family man he was, "she had every reason to believe that. Don't you ever doubt it."

"When things started to get really bad, they told me at the hospital that they were gonna medevac you and the other patients to Atlanta" Lori explained, "and it never happened."

Thunder rumbled softly in the background of the conversation being held, solidifying the somber mood everyone was in as we listened to Rick, "I'm not surprised after Atlanta fell. And from the look of it that hospital got overrun."

For the first time in a long time since Rick's arrival, Shane spoke up, "Yeah, looks don't deceive. I barely got them out, you know?"

"I can't tell you how grateful I am to you, Shane. I can't begin to express it." Rick responded with a stern look. Even though our high was fading, Glenn and I shared a telling look. I wasn't going to say I was excited but I definitely wanted to see how this would play out.

Before anyone could speak, the nearby fire that belonged to a different family sparked and cracked as another log dropped onto it. The oldest girl here, Sophia and her mom and dad; Carol and Ed sat there alone. The girls were quiet and it was mostly because they had an overbearing and abusive man in their life. It was obvious Ed was a piece of shit woman beater and he loved starting trouble with the other woman in the group too. Even though I made it a point to take care of Sophia in the ways I could, I stayed away from his mean and big burly ass.

"Hey ed," Shane called out to him, "wanna rethink that log?"

"It's cold, man." I instantly saw how pissed Shane got when Ed shrugged him off.

"The cold don't change the rules, does it? Keep our fires low, just embers so we can't be seen from a distance, right?"

"I said it's cold. You should mind your own business for once." Shane got up immediately at his response, storming over to Ed as the rest of us sat quiet. The solemn mood turned tense quickly when Shane approached him, placing his hand on his hips and giving him an authoritative stare.

Ed was a pussy, of course, and didn't want to challenge Shane anymore. He ordered his wife to pull the flaming log out of the fire. She obeyed quickly and Shane continued asserting his dominance by talking to Carol and Sophia.

While that was happening Dale asked, "have you given any thought to Daryl Dixon? He won't be happy to hear his brother was left behind."

I had completely forgotten about Merle. I didn't even know what happened to him. I would've asked but my high was fading and I wanted to enjoy the peace I was feeling from not speaking this whole time.

"I dropped the key," T-dog explained. "It's on me."

"Wait." There went my peace. I just couldn't believe that they still had him chained up there. I asked, "I thought maybe he just got caught up or something. You just left him there?"

"I cuffed him. It's on me." Rick was quick to own up to it.

As if my voice had brought Glenn back from his high too he said, "Guys, it's not a competition. I don't mean to bring race into this, but it might sound better coming from a white guy."

"I did what I did. I ain't gone hide from him."

I couldn't help but scoff at him, "Look, I know you wouldn't do that shit on purpose but who's to say Daryl would think that. I mean it's probably better off If I tell him. lol I'm the only one who's ever had a real conversation with either of them here."

Glenn was quick to interject, "No, I do not want to get involved with that shit." Well the boyfriend has spoken.

"We could lie," Amy suggested meekly.

"No Amy," I said. " that's so fucked up. We just have to tell the truth. Honestly, he was out of control and it's kind of good that Rick showed up and did that shit."

"Either way, we're gonna have our hands full when that boy gets back." Dale stated, getting up from his seat to retire his old behind to bed. Always the voice of reason.

"Look," T said firmly, " I was scared, and I ran. I'm not ashamed of that. But I stopped long enough to chain that door. Staircase is narrow. Maybe half a dozen geeks can squeeze against it at any one time. It's not enough to break through that… Not that chain, not that padlock. My point… Dixon's alive and he's still up there, handcuffed on that roof. That's on us."

Everyone shared a look at his statement, and it seemed the conversation was over after that. T left and walked to his own tent. Next was Rick and his family so I took that as time to get up and hit the hay. I stretched and pulled Glenn up by his hand. Amy got up after and followed slowly behind us. "Did you guys smoke without me?" she asked, almost appalled.

"Girl…" I rolled my eyes. "It was the last little bit. I don't know when I'm going to be able to find more, either. Especially with Merle gone."

We walked ahead of her so she would leave. I didn't even mean to blow her off but I didn't need to explain to her why we didn't smoke with her, even if she was my closest friend. I literally wanted to go cuddle and pass out with Glenn. I get that it was hard to sleep during this shit but that was not something I was going to explain at that moment.

In our tent Glenn threw himself down on the sleeping bags and pillows we had stacked on the floor. He looked ready to pass out, too. I dropped myself right on top of him. It almost felt normal.

The next morning I woke up alone, like usual. I had always been a late riser. Partly due to me working the night shift for two years delivering pizza. I don't know how Glenn was able to get up at the times he did. Of course I had to hit a good stretch and a little bit of yoga that I was learning from this book I had found on a run.

I was in the middle of a downward dog pose when a high pitched scream broke me out of my focus and made me lose my balance. In my shorts and sports bra I bolted out of my tent with a hunting knife in my hand. That was definitely a child's scream. Slightly behind the tents there was a string of cans hung to alert people when they were sleeping and that was where I found them.

I snagged the two of them up quickly and pulled them away from the edge of the woods. Others were not far behind me and their respective parents grabbed their terrified kids from me to hold them close.

"It's in the woods," I half shout to all of the guys of the camp as I try to catch my breath. God, this is not how I wanted to start my morning.

The men went running past the barrier, and I wouldn't have followed until I saw Glenn running as well. Of course I followed suit and sprinted behind the rest of them. There was a dead guy laying in the middle of a clearing, a busy geek feasting on its neck. I wasn't even aware that those things were this close to us. But that wasn't even the worst part. There were two arrows sticking out of its ass. That would be Daryl Dixon.

No one wanted any part of the Dixon brothers. I'm a kind hearted person at least. I was used to being poor. I was used to being outcasted. I knew what it was like to have a rough upbringing and it was so obvious in the Dixon brothers. It was ridiculous how they would get treated/ especially because Daryl hunted all the time and brought meat for the group. Even before Merle found and gave us some weed, I asked Glenn if I could help them out around camp. Sometimes bringing them food, or washing their gross clothes, or even just talking to them without acting like I was scared they were going to murder me. Merle was forever an asshole but Daryl was pretty cool and polite when he wanted to be.

The men kill the walker easily and shortly after the leaves start to rustle. We all tense up thinking is going to be another walker. But it just so happens to be the man himself. Daryl Dixon.

He's already angry because of the walker that ate his deer. He begins to kick the carcass while muttering out insults, "Son of a b¡tch. That's my deer! Look at it. All gnawed on by this… filthy, disease-bearing, motherless poxy bastard!"

"Calm down, son, that's not helping," Dale tries to calm him, which was maybe the dumbest thing he could've done at that moment.

"What do you know about it, old man?" Daryl snaps, " don't you take that stupid hat and go back to "on golden pond. I've been tracking this deer for miles. Gonna drag it back to camp, cook us up some venison. What do you think? Do you think we can cut around this chewed up part right here?"

"I'm good on that," I gag and shake my head. Glenn finally looks over to me and noticed my attire. His eyes damn near popped out of his head as he rushed to cover me up.

It made me uncomfortable just thinking about how everyone was staring him down while he unknowingly boasted about the squirrels he had brought us back to eat for dinner. He was completely clueless and it was sad.

"Can you get some clothes on," Glenn pleaded in a whisper. Honestly, I would've done anything to get away from them having to tell him what happened to his brother. I nodded quickly and made my way back through to get to the tent. All hell was about to break loose.

I didn't even want to be anywhere near then when that shit went down. I filled a bucket with water and went down to the quarry to go take a fake bath. We're running low on soap, I really need to get that the next time we are out.

I literally could hear the commotion going on while I was splashing in water and washing myself up. Daryl's voice definitely carried. I didn't come out until I was sure there was no more arguing going on. I sauntered back in with my flip flops smacking in the mud and my long hair dripping. Nobody paid me any mind as the men sat by the cars. Rick was fully dressed and arguing with Shane. I just know I didn't miss this drama.

I noticed pretty quickly that the parts had been taken off of the Porsche and my jaw dropped. "What the fuck?" I said with my arms out and wide eye shooting daggers.

"They stripped her," Glenn confirmed sadly. He pouted and tapped the hood. My poor babies. And Rick wants me to go with him and Daryl. We're going back to Atlanta, to get Merle."

"Okay hold on, just let me get ready."

"No." He said firmly. "I don't want you going back to that death trap."

Rick or Daryl didn't intervene and just watched us as we discussed. I liked making my boyfriend feel like the boss, like any girl who's man took care of her would, but I just didn't agree. It would be one of the first times we were not in each other's vicinity during all this.

"Babe, you're not going alone." I said immediately. "Anything could happen."

"I promise I'll make sure he gets back to you." Rick tried. "You have my word."

"Promises don't mean much nowadays." I said matter of factly.

"Majesty, I'm going too. You know I will make sure nothing happens to him." T stepped up and stood next to my boyfriend. Now there were two men trying to give me this bullshit reassuring look. I didn't like this at all.

"No," Shane said quickly, "we're not risking four men for Merle Dixon. You do that and you're putting every single one of us at risk. Just know that, Rick. Come on, you saw that Walker. It was here. It was in camp. They're moving out of the cities. They come back, we need every able body we've got. We need 'em here. We need 'em to protect camp."

"It seems to me what you really need most here are more guns." Rick suggested. That caught Shane's attention quick.

"What guns?"

Rick explaining reminded me of the bag he wanted to go back for. That he literally dropped in the middle of the street. "Six shotguns, two high-powered rifles, over a dozen handguns. I cleaned out the cage back at the station before I left. I dropped the bag in Atlanta when I got swarmed. It's just sitting there on the street, waiting to be picked up."

"You got ammo?"

"700 rounds, assorted."

And just like that Shane was quiet with his protesting. It was silent until Lori shot up, "You went through hell to find us. You just got here and you're gonna turn around and leave? To hell with the guns. Shane is right. Merle Dixon? He's not worth one of your lives, even with guns thrown in. Tell me. Make me understand."

"It's fucked up that you're talking about his brother is like he's not right here!" That shit was rubbing me the wrong way. "It's fine, Rick doesn't have to go. I'll go. I can help."

"No!" Glenn grabbed my hand and forced me to look him dead in his soft chocolate brown eyes. It was hard to keep eye contact with him when he was being so serious. We had a staring contest until I just gave up, throwing up my hands in defeat.

"Fine, whatever." I shouted before stomping away. Guess I'll just stay here and be useless.

Before he left Glenn came and gave me a long kiss goodbye. We always made sure to share I love you's no matter what. Especially with this new shit going on. Even after his reassurance, there was no way that my anxiety wasn't going to spike to all hell as soon as that truck pulled off. Right now, I could use anything to calm me down. Literally anything. Now more than ever, it felt like Glenn was my entire life And I just didn't think I would be able to even cope without him here. To say I loved that boy to death was an understatement.

When you find someone that loves you for you and all your quirks, that chooses to understand you, even in your hardest times, you don't let them go. And I was so scared of him, not making it back. I really had to put all my trust and faith in Rick Grimes.

Later, Amy came and saw me in my tent laying around like a useless piece of shit. I couldn't help it. I just wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone.

"Honey," she frowned. "You can't sulk around all day because Glenn is gone."

"Do not say he's gone." I said sternly.

"Awe, you know what I mean." She grabbed at my arm. "Come wash with us."

"Sorry I don't have the drive to hang out with people ten to twenty years older than me like you."

Amy laughed. "It's not that bad. Plus I have an older sister. I have practice. Hurry before they drive down there and make us walk."

I groan, rolling my eyes but accepting defeat again. I gather some clothes in a trash bag and saunter outside to Carol's truck where Ed was going to drive all the women down to the river where we would do borderline Slave labor of washing everyone's clothing. I didn't mind all the time but now was not one of those times. The truck was literally packed to the brim with Carol, Andrea, Jacqui, and Ed. I was not adding Amy and I to that mix.

"I'd rather walk than take that drive," I announced. I looked over the edge of the rocks. That was definitely a fifteen minute walk at least. Whatever it's not like I couldn't use the exercise and stamina increase.

I stumbled down the path, humming to myself and trying not to think about how sweaty and uncomfortable I was getting. Maybe I should've packed myself into the dumb ass car. Whatever, I can't think about that shit now.

When I did get to the quarry there was an argument going on between what seemed like all the women in the group and Ed. Of course it would be his big bald Ass trying to fight a bunch of women. It didn't even help that we were all literally skinny as shit. I was the only woman here with any meat on my bones.

Andrea was going at it with Ed viciously and the minute I got there and before I could even make out what was actually being said, he had snatched Carol up by her arm and was twisting it as he tried to pull her away from everyone else. My stupid ass takes off running like I was captain save a hoe and push Ed from behind, smacking the back of his block head over and over again until he leg of Carol.

I get knocked back, my vision blacking for a second and I feel a sharp pain in my lip. Did this man just hit me? Another loud smacking sound rang out. Carol was next. From that point on it was complete chaos, clamoring and screaming as the woman attacked him. I got myself up cuz I'll be damned if I didn't get a hit in after this man just knocked me on my ass.

Shane seemed to run up out of nowhere, dragging Ed off like a disappointed mom and throwing him to the ground. He started to repeatedly punch him over and over and over again until his nose and lip started to leak blood. I wanted to literally yell at Shane to get that pussy and kill him right then and there but Carol was next to me crying and screaming, begging for Shane to stop. The fact that she was even crying at this pure moment of justice was making me want to rage. It was so hard to get me mad the way I was feeling at the moment.

Everyone looked at him like he was absolutely insane for that shit and it made Shane saunter off in Shame. Hell, I wanted to give him a damn pat on the back. I took my busted lip and went right on with him back up that fucking hill that I just came down for no good reason. Glenn was going to be so annoyed.

Back at the top, I slumped my body into a chair next to Lori. I was sweaty, out of breath, and pissed the fuck off. Probably look frazzled as fuck too. Definitely not my best.

"You ok?" She asks, giving me a once over.

I scoffed, "fucking Ed. I can't wait to see the day when he gets torn apart."

"Wouldn't we all?"

"Except Carol, I tell you, a woman is abused her whole life but never stands up for herself? Get a restraining order, go in the protection program but instead you have a baby. And you would think she'd be happy he's getting his ass beat but she's sobbing."

"I think it's deeper than any of us could understand." Lori was seriously not helping my case at all. She was gonna piss me off more if anything. That's why you don't smoke all your weed people.

We sat in silence as she broke down some twigs for the fire later. Carl came up to us and sat in a chair next to me. In his little pipsqueak voice he asked me gently, "Majesty what happened to your lip?"

I tucked my bottom lip into my mouth and tasted the metallic taste of blood. This motherfucker.

"Mind your business Carl," Lori ordered, making him hush up and look away

"I'm fine, honey. Thank you for asking, really." I used my shirt to wipe at my lip and leaned my head back. I just want to take a nap at this point now.

Amy, Andrea, and Jacqui came up to the place where we sat. Amy squatted next to me and repeated Carl's question. I was not going to get asked this all day. I literally repeated what I had just said to Carl without even opening my eyes.

"I feel so sorry for you," Amy said, giving me a slight squeeze around the shoulders. I leaned into her embrace easily and gave her a half hug back. She was so sweet and I loved it.

"Amy, are you coming fishing?" Andreas' yells from the Rv made my eyes shoot open. She was standing there with a whole bunch of gear wrapped around her shoulders. Amy got up pretty quickly, "gotta go, we'll hang out later."

I nodded and gave her a kiss on the cheek for approval. I forgot all about my lip and the sting made me recoil and pulled it back into my mouth to suck on. Jacqui sat next to me after and touched my face softly. She sucked her teeth and shook her head. I had to smile at how much she reminded me of my mama.

"Can I do anything to get rid of it?" I knew there wasn't a way to do that but I just wanted her to show me some motherly love.

"Awe baby unless you got a freezer to make some ice that ain't gon do nothing but swell in this heat." Her response made me feel super warm inside and I almost forgot about how pissed I was. "It's only a small cut. Go look at it and see."

I get up and go inside of the RV while it was empty and step into the bathroom. The cut was tiny and my lip was barely swollen. Everyone else was making me feel crazy about it. I was just hoping Glenn wouldn't get too upset and start asking questions. He was definitely a shy boy but I've seen him get angry over me and his sisters plenty of times. It was rare but not fun at all.

When I leave the Rv everyone Is happy, including Carol who is sitting outside now. I roll my eyes and don't look at her as I walk back to sit down next to Lori. Carol loses her smile when I sit down and she stops talking. I know she wants to say something but I don't want to hear it, so I keep a mean face and don't look at her.

"I never have anything to do around here, I swear. I should've went with the guys," I say aloud to myself. It was true. I was bored and I just kept thinking of Glenn anyways.

Lori looks over to me, "you actually like going out there and risking your life?"

"I'm smart, Glenn's smart. We always think things through and we always have a plan b. Or c."

She paused and stared off into space. "Thank you, again, for helping Rick."

"I feel like that was the best thing I've done since the start of this thing. It was seriously my pleasure. He helped save us all." I looked down at Carl who was reading his comic book. I leaned down and grabbed at his chunky cheeks. "Plus I got to see this cutie so happy and it made my heart melt.

Carl started giggling but moved out my way exclaiming a silly "ouch!" Lori smiled softly as well and grabbed my hand gently, and a stern grateful look. I returned the soft eyes she was giving me and got up. As mad as I was at Carol I remember I did get Sophia a doll and it was still in the red car.

Without a word I got and retrieved it, handing it to the silent Carol who wouldn't even look at me. She took the doll and kept her eyes trained on her lap. It was hard to stay mad at the way she acted. Maybe Lori was right. I didn't understand that shit.

"It's fine. I'm not even mad. Give it to Sophia." Carol looked up quickly and gave me a weak smile. She nodded and tucked the doll into her chest like she was hugging it. That was enough for me seriously. I slumped myself back into the chair I was in before and closed my eyes, listening to the background chatter of the other survivors but not focusing in on anything really.

About 40 minutes later I find out I have fallen asleep in the chair I was sitting in by being awoken by cheers. Amy and Andrea have got fish, like lots of fish. I don't even really like fish but I have to put up with it. I don't like squirrels and rabbits either but I am grateful for everyone pitching in with the foods besides the snacks and sides Glenn and I come across every once in a while.

"Because of you, my children will eat tonight!" Morales shouts. Everyone cheers along with him. It was just all smiles tonight.

"Thank Dale, it's his canoe and gear," Andrea pointed out.

"I would've never thought Amy was the type of girl to get in a boat and catch dozens of fish," I say, standing up and stretching.

"Yeah, where did you learn how to do that?"

Amy is doing a small happy dance as she answers, "our dad."

That's cute. All my dad ever did was abandon me until I was a teenager.

"Can you teach me how to do that?" Carl asks.

"Sure, we'll teach you all about nail knots and stuff," Amy says before sharing a laugh with Andrea. She turned to Lori and double checked, "is that ok?"

I get up and lean on Amy and she embraces me. Now that I was rested and feeling like a nice person again I said to her, "you know I got you a gift for your birthday, right?"

"Oh my god, you really got me things for my birthday? I can't believe you." Amy rolled her eyes and shook her head at me.

"I mean everything is free and at my disposal."

"Just give it to me now," she pleads, smirking at me while wiggling her brows.

"Seriously?"

"Okay fine, let's play mermaids?" My comment made Amy snort. "Come with me to my tent and we'll get it."

Amy and I separated from everyone and went back to the side where people slept. I wanted to wash again because I felt so gross and sticky all day. Especially falling asleep and no doubt getting bit the hell up by mosquitoes while I was asleep. Being here in the woods was so hard for a city girl like me. ATL was hot but being in the Georgia woods was worse.

After collecting out shit we ran back down the hill racing and giggling. It's hard to stop when we reach the bottom because we were going way too fast for our own good. I fall on my face and Amy laughs at me, still running.

"LAST ONE THERE IS WALKER BAIT!" She yells and I quickly get up.

"WHAT!?"

I catch up to her quickly and we are laughing our asses off trying to get to the lake. I jump into the water and start swimming. The salt water stung my lip but I ignored the pain and splashed around under water before surfacing.

"Guess you're the walker bait today," Amy laughs out, splashing some water at me.

"Oh No! I'm gonna die!!" I cry out. Then I remember I had slipped her present in my back pocket. It isn't anything special, just a mood ring with these pretty mermaids on it. Amy once said she has always wanted one but her mom told her they weren't real. Ever since Andrea explained why she was marking days on the calendar, I've been trying to find something nice that would fit Amy's lighthearted and magical personality.

"Okay, look." I pulled the plastic wrapped gift out and opened it carefully. The card explaining the moods was wet but the ring was still gold and green and pretty with little mermaids on it.

"Oh my god! Thank you! This is totally stupid, but I've always wanted one of these," she said. "Look, I'm happy and the ring matches the color of my emotion."

"I thought those things never worked," I say, having a look for myself.

"Don't be a party pooper. Thank you, seriously. It feels good having a close friend now." Amy hugged me after she finished and I hugged right back. I liked having a friend that wasn't afraid to show affection. I made it a big deal with Glenn to constantly show me affection- because I barely got it growing up- especially being the oldest daughter. City girls were really mean and Amy was surely a down to earth country girl and that change of pace made me feel really good.

We head back when we notice the sun setting. There's a wafting smell of cooked fish filling the air and the chatter of people laughing and eating.

Amy goes to gush about her birthday gifts to Andrea and I sit right by the fire once again so I could dry off a little more than what that walk did. I think I did enough walking up them hills today that I'll have a fat ass by tomorrow. Somehow I ended up right between Sophia and Carl and without Amy. I was back being babysitter. I liked playing with them though. They were young and innocent and best of all easy to make me laugh. I start cracking corny jokes until I get the tray of fish, when I take my pieces and start eating. When Everyone gets some fish, all you hear is utensils scraping and chewing. I'd rather have Glenn here with me but I'm sure they're fine and hopefully they got Merle with them too.

"I'm going to the bathroom," I tell Amy from across the fire which makes her hop up and follow along. We really were the it girls.

"Where are you two going?" Andrea asks in an instant

Amy rolls her eyes, "to use the bathroom if that's ok."

Even though I was the one who called for the bathroom, Amy decides to rush in there and go piss first. I don't know what is with all this racing she wants to do now.

"Hey, Majie, there is no toilet paper, can you go get some?"

"Yeah, I'll look!" I shout back and then start rummaging through the drawers. "There isn't any, Amy!"

"Ugh!" I hear rustling and I walk outside of the Rv yelling, "are you serious, there's no tissue!"

"Majesty!" I turn my head as Amy yells my name. With the force of a grown man she pushes me onto the ground just second before a walker snaps his teeth at where my arm had just been. I scream bloody nerfed as It goes for me on the ground and I roll over, picking myself up and moving away. Amy comes from behind and swings a pan at its head, knocking just a little for me to fully get up and grab a bat I find against the RV. I bash the things head in while screaming.

It seems like that one interaction starts an entire swarm of walkers coming out of nowhere. Random people begin to get attacked and everyone around the campfire begins to scatter while the dead close in on us from all directions.

"Amy get inside the RV!" I push her inside and start yelling over Shane and Dale's gunshots, "get the fucking kids to me right now!"

My brain is in a scatter as I look for the people with nothing to defend themselves. I sprint for Morales' kids and wife as he swings his weapon taking out Geeks as fast as he could. I snatch up his daughter and carry her to the RV- damn near throwing her up the small hill.

A Walker falls close to her and I swing the bat over and over with as much force as I can. We both get covered in brain matter and blood spatter, her cries filling my ears above everyone else's. "Go! Go" I scream with as much urgency as possible.

"Oh my god!" There was just complete chaos. I looked around frantically, looking for anyone I could help. Jacqui begins running up the hill and I move to grab her hand and pull her up.

Right in front of my face she trips, a walker grabbing at her ankle and taking a big bite. She screamed an ear pitching scream of pain and terror, the sight making my eyes go wide and my body froze. No.

"Jacqui please! Get up!" I shouted, reaching down and grabbing her hand to pull her away from the walker. She used her other leg to kick it away but within an instant it was like she had attracted two more- as soon as she stood another came from her left side and bit her directly on the shoulder - making us both release two blood curdling screams.

My eyes zero in on her getting bit into from two different directions until she drops and more blood splatters all over me.

"MAJESTY! MAJESTY!" I hear Glenn's voice but I can't move, I'm just staring as she gripped my hand so hard that her brown knuckles could've been white. The sight of Jacqui fighting to breathe and gasping for air was burned into my brain, keeping me in a trance. Loud gunshots burst my eardrums and the pain is enough for me to cower away from what my eyes were unwillingly fixated on. The geeks were killed and I reached down to lift and pull her away right before something slams into me and drags me away from the dying Jacqui.

"Baby you have to move, cmon," Glenn all but cries out while pulling me back to safety with the others. All the other men are back and are putting down the rest of the dead. Someone else grabs me from him and pulls me closer to the RV but I can't keep my composure watching her die alone like that.

A wail escapes my lips as the imagine of her getting bit is replaced by my mom- just the thought makes my stomach turn and vomit pours out of my mouth in the corner. I can't let her die alone like that.

My feet move before my mind, and I stumble back to her corpse- her soft eyes shut now forever. Before I even get there Glenn grabs me again, wrapping his arm tight around my waist and holding me so I couldn't move. His warmth makes the tears pour out and violently sob and shake into him while he soothed my pain.