The Best Bad Luck

Chapter 22

!!!authors note!!! Whoa! Two chapters in one day! I'm happy today so I posted extra:) enjoy

Jessica's POV
"What if we found a warehouse right? And it had tons of generators, and there were tons of laundry machines hooked up?" I asked as me and carol washed everyone's laundry by a creek we found.

"I would jump for joy." She replied laughing.

We couldn't talk about girl things seen as rick made people go and keep watch for us, what is his problem? It's like he doesn't trust me.

At the moment, Merle and Glenn are keeping watch.

"Walker." I said calmly.

Glenn walked over to a walker that had stumbled it's way in front of me and stabbed it in the head.

It looked like a middle age man, dark brown, shaggy hair fell to his eyes. A light blue workers jacket hung loosely on it's bloody skin.

He didn't have lips, and one eye was swollen shut. His gray skin had sickly purple tint to it.

If he wasn't dead and rotted out, he may have been good looking.

"You guys almost done?" Merle asked as he sat down by a tree.

"Almost." Carol answered.

"Do you want to help me with dinner tonite?" Carol asked me, looking up from the shirt she was scrubbing.

"I was going to have lori help, but she doesn't pay attention when we cook." She added in.

"Yeah, sure." I replied. She smiled and tossed the soaking shirt into the basket we were using.

"Alright boys, we're done." I said and merle stood up.

I went to grab the basket but Glenn beat me to it.

"Oh, what the gentleman." I said in a sarcastic tone.

Carol giggled as she walked next to me.

"Wouldn't want you to strain those little girly arms." Glenn replied laughing.

"Wanna see what these little girly arms can do?" I asked walking up to him.

"Okay crazy." Merle warned, grabbing my arm.

"We all know you could kick his ass." Merle added.

"She could not." Glenn whined.

"Should I let her go then?" Merle asked.

"No." Glenn took a step away from us.

Me and carol bursted out laughing, and grin played on Merle's lips. Something nobody saw often.

Glenn was trying not to smile, but it wasn't working.

When we made it back to camp, rick ran up to us.

"Any trouble?" He asked, looking directly at me.

I gave him a what-do-you-think look.

He crossed his arms and sighed, still waiting for an answer.

"No officer." I said rolling my eyes.

I went to walk away but he stepped in front of me.

"Move." I said sternly trying to walk away.

"Hey." He said grabbing my arm.

"What?" I asked, trying to pull my arm away.

"I need your help with something." He said quietly.

"What is it?" I asked annoyed.

"Just promise you'll help first." He begged.

"Fine, whatever." I agreed.