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"I haven't talked to you in a while." Rick stated, walking up to me.
"I know." I replied, getting my bag out of the backseat of the truck.
"How are you doing?" He asked.
"Pretty good. How's your chest?" I inquired, walking down the street with him.
"Good, the soreness is leaving." He answered.
"How's your anxiety?" He interrogated.
"It's okay, I've been clean four days." I replied.
"That's good." He replied.
"I'm fine until I'm left alone with my thoughts and then my brain doesn't stop making me remember everything." I replied.
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"I'm going with Daryl to go look for people. He said he figured out where these two people are staying, and we're going to go get them. I'll be back tomorrow probably." Adam explained as I followed him into his room.
I nodded, watching as he loaded up his guns.
"You gonna be okay?" He asked.
He was pretty much the reason I hadn't took Xanax in four days because he kept my mind off things.
"Yeah." I replied.
"If you need me let me know and I'll come straight back." He replied, handing me a walkie talkie.
"I think I'll be okay." I replied, following him outside.
"Ready?" Daryl asked Adam once we walked up to the truck.
"Yeah." Adam replied, Daryl getting in the truck.
"Don't die." I replied, hugging him.
"I'll try not to." He replied as I pulled away.
"It'd be cool if we could leave before dark!" Daryl yelled from the truck.
I threw my middle finger up at him before watching Adam get in the truck.
I turned and walked back to where I found Carl and Judith on the porch.
"What's up?" I asked Carl who was reading a comic.
"Why are girls so stupid?" Carl asked, closing the comic book.
"Excuse me?" I fired back, Judith cooing out.
"Not you. There's this girl, Enid, and I think she likes me, but then she just shuts off and pushes me away." He replied.
"What happened to Megan?" I inquired.
"She died like a month ago." He replied.
"Oh." I mumbled.
"Anyway, what do I do? She likes you, by the way. She always talks about how you're so cool and pretty." He replied.
"Aww, where is she?" I asked.
"Who knows." He replied.
"Okay, do you want me to talk to her?" I inquired.
"If you want to, she's kinda hard to open up." He stated.
"Do you like her?" I asked.
"I think so." He replied.
"Carl's got a crushy wushy!" I exclaimed, his cheeks lighting up red.
"Shut up! She's behind you!" He hissed.
I turned around, finding her walk down the opposite street from us.
"I'll go get her!" I replied, running over to her.
"Hey!" I greeted, smiling.
"Hi." She replied.
"You're Enid, right?" I asked.
"Yup." She replied.
"I'm Sam. I love your hair." I replied.
"Mine?" She asked, picking up a piece of her hair.
"Yeah, it's gorgeous." I stated.
"Thanks. I don't mean this in a rude way, but why are you talking to me?" She inquired.
"Well, to be honest. Carl has a crush on you, and I wanna get to know you. You seem cool." I replied.
"Why?" She asked, her cheeks tinted red from the information I just dropped on her.
"Why what?" I asked.
"Why do you want to get to know me?" She inquired.
"I don't know, I think we could be best friends. I could be your big sister, you know?" I replied, afraid I was going too far.
"Are you doing this because he told you something?" She asked.
"Well, yeah. But about us being best friends, that was my idea. Like, I can help you with boy trouble, girl problems, anything." I replied.
"Um, okay?" She replied.
"Okay." I replied, smiling.
"Wait! Can you help me real quick?" She asked as I was about to step off the sidewalk.
"Yeah, with what?" I inquired.
"How are you so chill? Like you're not awkward or shy, and you're cool." She replied.
"Oh, I'm for sure awkward, I just act like I'm not." I replied, walking backwards.
I stopped, bumping into someone.
I turned around, finding that I bumped right into Rick.
"See? I'm awkward, but I'm pretending that I'm not!" I joked, watching her smile.
"What are you doing?" Rick asked.
"Nothing. What are you doing?" I asked.
"Saving Carl from life long embarrassment." He replied.
"What is that supposed to mean?" I inquired, crossing my arms.
"I can't believe he came to you for girl advice." He replied.
"I'm a girl. I understand girls better than you." I replied.
"But have you been with a girl?" He asked, smirking.
"Nope, but you win on that one!" I exclaimed, putting my hands up and walking off.
"What'd she say?" Carl asked.
"Well, we're friends now." I replied.
"Why is she coming over here? Is my hair okay? Do something!" Carl hissed.
"Carl, can we talk?" Enid asked.
Carl looked to me before looking at her.
"Sure." He replied, stepping off the porch when Rick walked up.
"What did you do?" Rick asked when Carl walked off with Enid.
"Nothing." I replied, picking Judith up before walking inside.
"Mwuah." Judith cooed.
"Mwuah?" I asked, looking at her.
"She's trying to kiss you." Rick stated.
"Duh." I replied.
"Mwuah!" Judith cooed, her lips hitting mine before she pulled back.
"You're so cute." I mumbled, pushing her hair out of her eyes.
"Get me a hair clip." I ordered Rick before setting Judith down on the kitchen counter.
"Here." He mumbled, handing me one of Judith's clips.
I pulled her hair back before pinning it to the side.
She put her hand up to her head before pulling the clip out and throwing it.
"Fine, keep your hair in your eyes then." I replied, poking her stomach and hearing her giggle.
"Do you like Adam?" Rick asked after we walked back outside.
"Yeah, he's a nice guy." I replied.
"I mean, like him as something more." He replied.
"Yeah, I think I do." I replied.
He looked at me before taking Judith from my arms.
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I sat down on my bed, the house now somewhat quiet since Tara moved over to Rosita's house.
"Hey, supper is ready." Carl stated, walking into my room.
"I'm not hungry." I replied.
"Isn't Adam supposed to be back today?" Carl asked.
"He was supposed to be back yesterday." I replied, my worry growing.
"You know I have to approve of whoever you start dating, right?" Carl inquired.
I half smiled before standing up.
"But I like Adam, he's funny and seems good to you." Carl replied.
"He is." I replied.
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I picked up the walkie talkie, hoping Adam and Daryl were alright.
"Hey, anyone there?" I asked, holding the button down.
It was the seventh time trying to get through to them the past four days, and I still wasn't getting an answer.
"Still no answer?" Rick asked.
I shook my head before putting the walkie talkie back down on the counter.
"Should we go look for them?" He inquired.
"I don't know where they are." I replied.
"If they aren't back by tonight we'll go looking first thing tomorrow." He replied.
I nodded, taking another bite of chicken.
"You look half asleep, did you take any Xanax last night?" He inquired.
"Yes." I mumbled.
"You were clean for six days." He stated.
"I know." I sighed.
"How many?" He interrogated.
"Three." I answered.
"That's better than what you were taking." He replied.
"Denise told me if I cut it cold turkey it can cause some long term side effects, and I was having an anxiety attack last night so I took some. I'm trying to cut back to one a day and then stop." I replied.
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I quickly pulled on some skinny jeans before pulling on a flannel over my tank top and slipped into some sneakers before running outside.
I ran my fingers through my hair, watching as Adam and Daryl got out of the truck.
My eyes scanned over the man they got out of the truck who was unconscious.
"What took y'all so long?" I asked.
"We ran into some trouble." Adam replied.
"What happened?" Rick asked.
"Ran into some guys, if Adam hadn't have been with me I ain't sure if we'd be here." Daryl replied.
I followed Adam down the street to his house, mentally killing a bitch as Emily ran up to Adam.
"Adam! It's good to see you back." She stated.
"It's good to be back." He mumbled, continuing to walk on by her.
"Hey, can I come over later? Maybe we can watch a movie or something." She replied.
"Yeah, maybe." He replied.
"Cool!" She exclaimed before looking over to me.
"I love your flannel." She replied.
"Thanks." I replied, forcing a smile.
I watched as she walked off before I caught up with Adam.
"Are you okay? You're really quiet." I stated, following him inside.
"I'm tired. Can I be tired?" He asked in a smart ass way, throwing his bag on the couch before walking upstairs.
"Asshole." I muttered before turning and walking out of his house.
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"You aren't with Adam?" Rick asked, walking into the living room.
"Yeah, I'm with Adam." I replied sarcastically.
"You know what I meant." Rick replied, sitting down on the couch in front of me.
"I think Emily was coming over, and he obviously didn't want me there." I mumbled.
"Emily?" He asked.
"Possibly the biggest whore in Alexandria- besides you of course." I replied, smirking.
"Oh, come on." He replied, setting his plate down on the coffee table.
I brought my knees up to my chest before resting my head on my knees.
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I stepped out of the shower before wrapping a towel around me.
I was quite thankful Rick took Tara's room so I could have this room to myself.
I walked out into the room, finding the clothes I lied out on my bed.
I pulled on my undergarments before pulling on some yoga pants and a hoodie.
I dried my hair before throwing it up in a bun.
I walked out into the hall, hearing Rick yell my name from downstairs.
"What?" I asked.
"Adam's out there." He answered as I walked down the stairs.
I sighed before slipping into some shoes and walking out on the porch.
"I'm sorry I was an ass." He stated, smiling as he put his hands in his hoodie pocket.
"Did Emily come over?" I asked.
"Yeah, we watched a movie, had sex, and she just left." He replied, smirking.
"Okay, you apologized, you can leave." I replied, putting my hand on the door knob.
"You really think I would do that?" He asked, grabbing my other hand.
"Everyone else does." I replied, pulling my hand from his.
"I don't even like her, and I haven't seen her since earlier when she asked if she could come over." He replied.
I stayed quiet before looking down at my shoes.
"I can't believe you believed me." He stated.
"I've been lied to before, nothing surprises me anymore." I laughed.
"Come on," He ordered, motioning for me to follow him.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"My house." He answered.
"I don't want to." I lied.
"Oh, bullshit." He replied, turning around.
I crossed my arms, watching him continue to walk down the street.
I laughed before running off the porch and down the street to catch up with him.
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WOOOOOOOOOOW
so idk what to say in this a/n, so I'm gonna do a QOTC (question of the chapter) - what's your favorite song at the moment?
mine is IV. Sweatpants by Childish Gambino 😅😅
why does my cat always snore omg