I sat on the windowsill in Beth's room quietly. My knees were pulled to my chest as I gazed out the window at the barn. It's silent in the room. Beth not wanting to say anything, neither did I. We both knew Maggie and Lori were still outside the room even if the door was closed. Beth wants to kill herself and I fainted from shock so Maggie and Lori are on edge. Hell everyone seems to be worried about us; not that I blame them.
I understand how Beth is feeling now. I don't know if Randall is even still alive. Without him, what's left to keep surviving for? There's obviously no cure. There's hardly any people walking around that ain't dead.
There was a knock on the door as someone walked into the room. There was whispering by the door before it was shut, and the lock clicked.
"Aren't you gonna say something?" Beth's soft voice asked.
I turned my head to notice Andrea was in the room, looking between Beth and I. I scowled, turning back to stare out the window. I didn't need a babysitter. I'm pretty sure Beth didn't either. My gaze followed Andrea as she walked over to Beth's bathroom and opened the door.
"Is this what you want?" Andrea asked, staring at Beth seriously. "Is this what you want Claire?"
I stared at her blankly, rolling my eyes and standing up. I walked to the door -my feet dragging along as I unlocked the door and walked down the hall to the bathroom. I closed the door behind me, not bothering to lock it as I dropped to my knees. My lip trembled as I bit down on it, desperately trying to hold back my tears. I wrapped my arms around my small waist as quiet sobs rack my body, my chest heaving as I struggled to control my breathing. I let myself fall onto my side and curl up into a ball. Everything just feels so wrong. I feel so alone even with all these people around me. I pressed my left hand to my mouth, ignoring the pain in my wrist as I tried my best to muffle my cries.
I laid there on the bathroom tile, a hand gripping on tightly to the knot on my blouse. It wasn't even about Randall anymore. I just didn't want to be here anymore. Not in this world, not this way. I'm weak. I can't even go outside of the house without having someone babysit me. I know what they're all thinking. I know what they all feel. They just see me as one of them things. They don't think I'll make it and I don't think I will either...
There was a rapid knock on the door. "Claire? Claire are you in there?" a voice called out worriedly.
"Leave me alone," I choked out. I was quick to sit up and click the lock as the door knob twisted. "Just leave me alone..." I sobbed out quietly. I pressed my back against the wall, ignoring the pleas from the person on the other side of the door. I squeezed my eyes shut as tears still ran down my face, placing my hands over my ears to ignore the frantic banging on the door.
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I slowly opened my eyes, goosebumps instantly rising on my skin as a cold breeze hit my shoulders. I blinked a couple of times, sitting up in confusion. I looked around, noticing I was in someone's tent. I immediately recognized the baseball cap sitting on the small table; letting me know I was in Glenn's tent. I rubbed my eyes tiredly -crawling out from his sleeping bag cot and out of his tent. How did I get out here? I could have swore I feel asleep in the bathroom yesterday. I yawned, stretching my arms above my head as I noticed the sky was gray. I slept the whole day away yesterday?
"You're finally awake sunshine." I turned as Shane stalked over to me, his button up shirt wide open. "Heard you were feeling a little down yesterday. You okay kid?"
"Where's Glenn?" I asked -not wanting to answer his question. He was one of the two people who took Randall away yesterday. Plus I just don't trust him. He scares me.
Shane rose an eyebrow, a smirk on his face. "To think we had something going on sunshine," Shane implied, making me frown. I wrapped my arms around my waist tightly, the cool wind making me shiver. "Come on, I'll take you to him sunshine."
I nodded. I followed behind him as we walked to the small fire Lori was tending, Rick's group around it. They seemed like they were just discussing something as Daryl walked over. I made my way over to Glenn; lifting his arm up and tucking myself into his side. Glenn tightened his arm around my shoulder and wrapped his other arm around my waist.
The tension between us was still there. I didn't want to speak to him and he probably didn't want to speak to me for the way I treated him yesterday, but he was the only one I trusted out of Rick's group other than Lori, Carl, and Dale.
"Boy there's got a gang of 30 men," Daryl spoke as he walked up to his group. Boy? I eyed his bloody fist suspiciously, my stomach churning in worry. "They have heavy artillery and they ain't looking to make friends. They roll through here, our boys are dead. And our women, they're gonna wish-" he paused looking towards Lori, Carol, Maggie, and me. "They're gonna wish they were."
"What did you do?"
Daryl looked towards me before looking down. "Had a little chat."
"No one goes near this guy," Rick ordered, his stern gaze on me. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. Why is everyone looking at me? What guy? Why was Daryl's hand bloody?
"Rick, what are you gonna do?" Lori asked.
I caught Dale's gaze, his eyes looking at me sadly. Who's in the barn that they are all worried about?
"We have no choice. He's a threat. We have to eliminate the threat."
"Who's a threat?" I spoke up in confusion. My confusion only added on as Rick's group looked at me with guilty expressions, Glenn's hold on me tightening a little too tight.
Dale walked up to Rick, disbelief on his face. "You're just gonna kill him?"
"It's settled. I'll do it today."
"Who is it?" I asked again, my voice sharper this time.
"Claire..." Glenn trailed off, his voice warning.
"Randall," I whispered in horror. I shook Glenn's arms off of me, taking off to the barn at full sprint.
"Claire don't go over there!" Maggie shouted.
"Claire!"
"Sunshine, Rick said no one at the barn!"
I didn't stop as I got to the barn, slamming into the doors at full force. I yelped as I fell back in pain, jumping back to my feet as I yanked on the chain on the barn.
"Claire! Stop!"
"Get your hands off of me!" I screamed. I thrashed around as I was lifted off the ground easily and someone began to carry me away from the barn. "Randall! Randy!" I screamed.
"Claire, sweetheart hes a threat," Lori tried to reason from in front of me, but I was too busy trying to look back at the barn. "Randall," I cried out.
I brought my elbow forward, jamming it back into someone's chest, making them drop me. I looked up for a split second to see Daryl hunched over in pain. I kicked at Lori's feet, making her fall to the ground as Glenn and Maggie made a grab for me. "Randall!"
"Claire! Claire help me!"
Randall's screams only fueled my anger. I stood up, wiggling out of Daryl and Glenn's grasp, punching Maggie right in the jaw as I noticed Rick and Shane come running over with T-Dog and Hershel. I know I was definitely going to get in trouble for all of this, but that's my brother in that barn.
"Claire!" Hershel shouted in anger. "Claire, you stay away from that barn!"
I ran towards the barn again, yelping as someone yanked on my hair. I pulled away, ignoring the pain as I tried to make my way to the barn. "God damn it! Get her!"
"Rick don't! She's just a kid!" I heard Lori shout.
I screamed out as I was tackled to the ground harshly, my chin scraping against the dirt. I coughed out, the wind getting knocked out of me. I was flipped over, Rick hovering over me as he lifted me to my feet. I gulped, tears springing to my eyes at his furious face.
"You ever try something like that again and I'll kill you," he spat in my face. "Don't ever put your hands on my wife again."
"Rick, let her go," Glenn said slowly, his hand on Rick's shoulder as everyone crowded around us.
Rick let me go, making me dropped down to my butt. "I j-j-just wa-want to see Randall," I wept, staring up at him in anger.
"You leave me no choice Claire."
A hard object connected with the back of my head before everything went black.