Chapter 12/ Jordan & Olivia

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Jordan's POV

Carl and I chatted while we were on watch. Well he chatted and I scribbled down words on paper.

"My best friend from third grade brought soy milk and he wanted me to try it." Carl laughs.

Eww! I write on my notepad and scrunch my nose.

"So I tried it." Carl grimaced.

I made gagging noises. I hated soy milk.

"I almost threw up! It was so gross!" Carl laughed.

I laughed as well at his misfortune. I noticed Carl stopped laughing and I quickly wrote down something on my notepad.

What? Was it something I did? I look at him worriedly.

"No! No, it's just I love your laugh." He smiled.

I blushed and hid my face in my hands. Carl laughed again but the he quickly stopped. I felt him get up. I moved my hands and saw him looking at something.

"Governor..." He growled.

My eyes widened. How could he be back already?! I looked where Carl was looking and I saw the Governor. He had another army. I quickly ran out of the guard tower in search for Olivia.

Olivia's POV

Rick left a while back as I continued to write in my journal. Jordan came running in like a bat outta hell.

I jumped off my bed and kneeled beside her. "What is it Jordan?" I asked.

She pulled out her notebook and scribbled rapidly. When she turned her book I read it.

UNCLE PHILIP IS HERE!!

Anger boiled through my veins. "Grab your things, meet me in the armoury."

She nodded and began packing up her things. I grabbed my note book and my bag.

I ran straight for the armoury and started throwing in weapons. I grabbed my bow and arrows last.

Jordan ran into the armoury and I handed her a pistol and a knife. I was just doing this incase we had to run.

We ran outside just in time to Philip pull out Michonne and Hershel. Philip waved to me and Jordan.

He raised Michonne sword and swung at Herschel's head.

Jordan's POV

I stood there shocked. H-he just cut off Hershel's head. Beth and Maggie screamed. Bullets began flying but I just stood there, not moving. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. Olivia grabbed me and shook me.

"Get on the bus!" She yelled.

I got to the bus and I saw Glenn. He was standing on the bus an he was about to get off. I followed him. We went inside to see if there was anymore people.

He didn't know I was following him until I kicked a can. He turned around and looked at me. His eyes widened.

"Jordan! You're supposed to stay on the bus!" He exclaimed.

We started running across the crosswalk that's until it exploded. I fell and hit my head. Everything was blurry. I saw Glenn on the other side of the catwalk. He wasn't conscious.

There was walkers beneath us, trying to grab at us. I watched the huge tank roll in. I watched people fight. If only I could tell out for someone to help Glenn. He could be dead! Oh no! What about Maggie?! Wait, where's Olivia?! And Carl?! I started hyperventilating and I eventually passed out.

Olivia's POV

So much was going on, yet I couldn't move. I ran towards Philip was and looked around, there he was.

Lying bloody on the ground. I grabbed my pistol and didn't hesitate to shoot him in the face.

I looked around and saw somebody pointing a gun at me. An arrow flew through his head and he fell to the ground.

Daryl stood behind him. "Let's go!" He yelled. I ran across the field and past the tank. I caught up to Daryl and saw Beth.

"Where's Jordan?" I yelled over the noise. "I saw her get on the bus!" Beth yelled. She followed me and Daryl out of the prison yard.

As long as Jordan is safe, nothing else matters to me.

We ran away from the explosions going on and into the tall grass. We didn't stop running.

Eventually when we were really far away we collapsed onto the ground. I took really deep breaths and stared at the sky.

I will find you if it kills me Jordan.

Jordan's POV

I woke up with a throbbing headache. I looked up and I saw the disaster. The prison was a mess. It was blown to bits and there was walkers everywhere. The fences were destroyed and dead bodies were everywhere.

Oh god, where was everyone? I started to tear up. I heard groans and I looked at Glenn. Oh no! Please don't be a walker. I don't think I'd be able to kill him.

"Jordan?" Glenn questioned.

I was on the otherwise of the destroyed catwalk. He looked at me.

"Okay, you're gonna have to jump over here, do you think you can do it?" Glenn questions.

I look at the hole in the catwalk and the walkers. I shake my head. There was no way I was gonna jump.

"Jordan, do you want to find Olivia?" Glenn asks.

I nod my head eagerly as tears poured out of my eyes.

"Then you need to jump. I'll catch you." He said.

I have him a scared look.

"I promise..." He said.

"Promise is a word of assurance. Never underestimate it." Maddy's voice rings in my head.

I take a deep breath. One... Two... I exhale. Three! I launch my body to the other side of the catwalk. I shut my eyes tight as my body flew through the air. I felt someone's arms wrap around me. I opened my eyes and saw Glenn smiling.

"You did good, now let's get somethings and leave to find the others." Glenn said as he opened the door and held his gun up.

Good thing I already have my stuff. I grabbed my pistol out of its holster and held it up in front of me, just like Olivia taught me. I took another deep breath and entered the prison on high alert.

Olivia's POV

We walked through the forest blindly. I wanted to find Jordan, but I can't leave Daryl and Beth.

We came to a small clearing. A small house sat there. "Guys let's go in." We went into the house and I had my gun ready.

I left into the house and looked around. A walker was at the other end of the house.

I put my gun back in the holster and grabbed my knife. I walked up to the dead person and stabbed it in the head.

I pulled out my knife and let the body drop to the floor. Daryl and Beth were looking throught the boxes in the house.

All there was, was bottles of a clear liquid. I think it was Moonshine. Daryl sat down and opened one of the jars.

He drank the liquid and Beth grabbed her own jar. I can't believe this. We just escaped a flipping war, and they're drinking.

I sit down beside the wall and begin to carve in the wall.

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