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Chapter 84

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I limped over to the door, opening it to find Rick standing in front of me.

"What's wrong?" I asked Rick who walked in with glossy eyes.

"I need someone to talk to." He replied.

"Okay," I mumbled, closing the door after he walked into the house.

"Why'd you knock? You live here." I replied.

"I don't know." He replied.

He seemed really tore up as he paced around the living room.

"I haven't had sleep in a good two weeks, Carl is struggling so hard with everything, he doesn't understand, and I can't get through to him. He just starts yelling and crying, and he doesn't remember anything about anyone. He doesn't know anything about this world." He replied, a few tears escaping his eyes.

"We can help him remember, it'll be okay. We just have to take things slow with him. We can't overwhelm him," I replied.

"What if his memory doesn't come back? What if never remembers? Do you know how hard that's going to be?" He asked.

"We'll help him." I replied.

Rick put his head in his hands after sitting down on the couch.

"Just go upstairs and get some rest, I'll take care of everything." I replied.

"What if something happens while I'm asleep? What if I'm not there--"

"Don't think like that. Just go get some rest." I ordered.

I stood in front of him, his arms wrapping around my hips as he rested his head on my stomach.

"Please just sleep. You need rest or you're going to go crazy." I replied.

"I can't." He replied.

"Yes you can, just try." I replied.

I hated seeing him so distraught, it broke my heart.

"Will you stay with me?" He asked.

"I was going to go watch Carl while you slept." I replied.

"Stay with me until I fall asleep." He replied.

"Why?" I inquired.

"Please." He begged.

"Okay." I sighed.

I didn't want to get attached again, because every time I do- something happens and I regret it.

I followed him upstairs before he lied down on the bed.

I lied down beside him, feeling his arm go around my waist and he pulled me into him.

I turned around so I was facing him, his arm still over my waist.

I looked into his eyes before he closed them.