Slouched down against the fence of Alexandria, I worriedly waited for you with Rick and Carl. My eyes scanned the area over and over again, waiting for you to come back from your small hunting trip.

You were 15 minutes late, my eyes flicked down to my slightly rusted watch on my right wrist, now 16 minutes late. "Where are you?" I mumbled to myself, I didn't like when you went out by yourself. I always hated myself for not being there for you when you come back with injuries.