Bella POV
It's been a month, and I've been just fine. I found a car, so I drove to this small town. The prison people haven't raided it so I need to raid it before them. Currently I'm raiding some houses, right now I'm in a yellow and white house. I knock on the door and wait a minute.... Nothing. I burst through and it looks untouched, just my luck, I started in the kitchen. I opened the first cabinet, a jar of nutella, I smile, I shove it in my bag, along with a couple of spoons. Next cabinet, 2 cans of ravioli, green beans, carrots, and some pumpkin pie filling, I take what I can get. I open the next one, 3 Apple juiceboxes and one water bottle, the last one, a bag of kettle chips, I go up stairs and find a teenage girls room, I walk in and look through the closet, I end up finding a red flannel shirt and black skinny jeans, I keep on my slightly worn out combat boots and my leather jacket, I learned that leather is harder to bite through. I hear the front door open and I pull my gun and walk downstairs, I sigh, Pretty Boy and Shitty Sheriff, I walk behind then and say, "Well isn't this a nice reunion." Pretty Boy and Sherrif turn around. Sheriff's eyes widen, along with Pretty Boy's. I smirk and put my gun away, "Well, don't you look you happy, I should have told you that I've survived a year alone, I'm willing to do it again, how's the prison doing?" I narrow my eyes, Sherrif shrugs, "Wanna come back?" I laugh, " I have 1 rule." He shrugged, "What might that rule be." " I don't have to give up my weapons." He sighed, "Can I see what you have." I nod and take out 2 handguns, a hunting knife, and my butcher knife. He looks conflicted but says, "Lets head back." I walk to the their car and get in the driver's side, Rick scowled and I said, "I know where the prison is." Carl got in the front seat so Rick got in the back.
Carl looked at me and said, "Soooooo, what did you do after you left?" I shrugged, "Survived."
Sorry, the chapters will get better!