I Love You So

Part 12

Rick and Amanda had fallen asleep on Amanda's bed, inside Hershel's home. Amanda and Carl were the only ones who had rooms inside, due to having been injured.

Rick opened his eyes, sighing softly as he looked down at Amanda, grateful she was in his arms. He kissed her temple, crawling out of bed slowly.
As he slid on a clear pair of pants, he noticed a notebook in Amanda's bag. He glanced behind him, looking over at her before he began skimming through the pages.

Amanda had been keeping a journal of everyday since the dead rose. She kept track of dates, spoke about her day, her feelings and thoughts. Rick slowly read the first page, where Amanda spoke about how she took care of Rick.

{ 18 August 2010,
Something weird is going on. I'm not entirely sure. The news said a virus is going around, making people sick and crazy. I'm on shift right now and people keep coming in, screaming and crying. Someone bit one of the security guards and they went crazy. I didn't know what to do. I had to save Rick. I have to keep him alive. Its the least i can do, he's in a coma because of me. I'm hoping it's a small virus, only effecting some people and it dies down. I'm hiding in Ricks room, I boarded up the door. It's currently 2109 and I'm so tired. Im going to make a bed in the corner of the room and stay in here for a few days before I leave to see what's going on. I think that's reasonable. I feel horrible. Guilty. Ricks in a coma and his family probably needs him. I hope Carl is okay. Lori hasn't come to visit him in a few weeks, though, so maybe their relationship is over. Maybe this is fate? Maybe i'm just insane. I need to shift my mindset, he's a patient. A cute one...}

Rick grinned as he closed the book, placing it back in her bag. He walked outside and sighed seeing Shane, arguing with Dale.

Meanwhile, Amanda woke up in bed alone. She stretched quietly, before walking to the bathroom and brushing her teeth.

Amanda walked into the kitchen, wearing a maroon cropped knitted sweater, some faded jeans and brown boots. Amanda began helping Patricia and Beth with breakfast.
Amanda looked up as she heard the door open, "Good morning." Amanda said, watching as Shane stormed over to her, "This was your idea? Your idea to bring Randall?" He basically shouted

"Shane, he's a kid. Once his leg heals, we'll dump him off somewhere." Amanda said calmly.

"You don't even know this kid!" Shane argued

"I don't understand why you're yelling, Shane. No one else is yelling." Amanda said as she held a tray full of items, "Come find me once you've settled down." Amanda said.

Amanda walked outside and over to the group. She sat besides Daryl, placing the tray of items on her lap, "Alright, Patricia and Beth helped me make this loaf of bread, butter and jam. If it's not good, I don't know what I'm good for around here." Amanda said, cutting a slice of bread and putting jam on it. She handed it over to Daryl and watched as it took a bite

"Ain't too bad." Daryl nodded at her

"That's the highest compliment anyone's every received from him." Carol smiled softly

Amanda laughed as she watched Rick walk over, "Hi you." Amanda smiled, standing up. She handed him a plate with eggs, bacon, apple slices and the bread and jam she made.

Rick nodded gratefully, placing a kiss on her forehead as he sighed, "Shane and Andrea are going to find a place to leave Randall." He said, sitting down

"Yeah. He came into the kitchen yelling but I told him to calm down before he came and spoke to me." Amanda said, shifting to look at Rick

"Has Dale talked to you?" Rick questioned

"No, not yet. Why?" Amanda asked

"Dale thinks Shane killed Otis." Rick said softly as he looked up at Amanda.