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THE BUS SMELLED like penis and someone's asshole.
It was the most unpleasant smell ever. Ella couldn't get over it. She was enjoying sitting here and listening to Rosita talk about Abraham's ginger hair, until the smell wafted in her nose. She was gagging and throwing up everywhere just from the smell. And she kept throwing up because of the puke as well. She couldn't stop. She almost passed out from it until she rolled down her window. The cold air hitting her face made her feel better, and the smell of the air made her happy because it didn't smell atrocious like the inside of this bus. She would rather sniff a dead walker than sniff the inside of the bus.
Glenn had to pretend she didn't throw up on his shirt so she wouldn't feel bad, so he stared at the long road ahead of them. He was talking about the cure and pretending that her puke wasn't going to make him vomit.
At some point, they had to stop a pharmacy store to get her a bag to throw up in because it got bad again. Luckily, there was literally only one walker in there and not an entire group. Maggie shoved the bag in her face and helped her throw up whatever might've been left in the bag by telling her Tara was in the back in the back of the bus taking a shit and Rosita was licking it all up. And it really did help because after that, she stopped throwing up and laid her head on the window with a new paper bag on her lap just in case.
Ella didn't want to hear Maggie make up another disgusting story so everytime she had to throw up, she chugged some water or soda, aka Sprite, Rosita found to help her feel better if she was sick. And god help Ella and everyone else on the bus if Ella was sick. Another outbreak that might not end well. Ella swallowed the saliva building up in her throat. There was no time for throwing up again as Abraham said. He might've actually been joking though. But he might've also been serious because so far, Ella hasn't seen him joke, not even once about hitting the walker on the road today.
Glenn took Ella's hand and held it, having found a new shirt he was happy again. He couldn't wait until they got to Washington because when they got there, everything would be better and they could rebuild everything from the ground up. He wondered if he could become a psychiatrist after the world was cured. Then he could cure people's traumas, well, at least help them get through it. He would be helping people. He could pick up where he left off before the world ended. He looked at Ella, and he could start a family with her, get married to her, get a house or an apartment with her.
But a lot of that might only happen if the people in the world want to go back to the way things were.
If only, Glenn thought.
At least it would be one less enemy to deal with if they didn't wanna go back to how things were.
"What's up?" Ella heard Tara ask in concern by Eugene's lack of words when he replied to her. He seemed off in Tara's eyes. "Last night?" she asked.
