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You Are The Wilderness - The Walking Dead Fanfiction

Chapter 12 - Boston Joy and Bullshit Pills


Kiara
's POV

I pulled up my truck on the parking lot of the Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport and headed towards the terminal to pick up my big brother, or a Boston Joy as I began to call him after I moved here because every time I was sad or homesick, I would call him and he would instantly cheer me up. I was incredibly excited because it was the first time he came to visit me here. I entered the airport just as his plane was landing and waited for him to come out. When I saw him I couldn't restrain myself and ran towards him jumping into his big opened arms, him lifting me up and swirling me around laughing.


“I missed you so much Kiara!” he rumbled into my shoulder, enveloping me in one of his crushing hugs.


“I missed you too BJ!” I told him and kissed him on his cheek. “Welcome to Atlanta!”


We went to get his bags and decided to grab a bite to eat since he was always starving. I showed him my pride and joy – my capoeira studio and then we headed for King's County.


I was chopping some potatoes to put them on the grill along with burgers and hot-dogs when Colin went inside to get more beer.


“Need a hand, lil' sis?” he inquired opening one for me.


“Naah, I'm almost done.” I said and put the remaining potatoes into a bowl. “Get your ass out there and talk to boys.”


“Okay, bossy pants,” he teased successfully dodging the kitchen towel I threw his way. I took the potatoes in one hand, my beer in the other and stepped onto the terrace. The grill was ready, Shane fumbling with the gas pipe and Rick right by his side.


“There you are,” Rick toned my way, big smile on his face. “We were about to start without ya.” He teased and his eyes lingered on me longer than usual. I was wearing my favorite denim shorts paired with a muscle tank made out of my old Slayer T-shirt, my dreads gathered in an improvised bun.


“How thoughtful of ya Officer Friendly,” I teased right back making Colin throw suspicious glances at me and the Officer in question. Shane just snorted and rolled his eyes. The afternoon went quickly accompanied with food, booze and chatter and soon we were gathering our shit to move the party indoors.


“So is there any karaoke bar in this town?” Colin asked and I cringed with horror when I realized what was on his mind.


“Nope, there is none, so don't even think 'bout it!” I shot him down hoping the guys would just let it slide.


“Think 'bout what?” Rick slurred.


“Nothin',” I blurted out way too quickly.


“K and I have sort of a birthday tradition,” Colin started deliberately ignoring all the death glares I was sending his way. “Every year, on her birthday we go to a karaoke bar and tear that place down.”


“Oh god,” I muttered too embarrassed to look at them.


“Today's your birthday?” Rick hollered incredulously. “Why didn' you say anything?”


“Well I didn' want to make a big deal out of it.” I said.


“Well karaoke it is!” Shane yelled out and went to call his buddy who owned a taxi service to drive us all the way to Altanta.


“Dead or aliiiiive, oooooh, dead or aliiiiiiiive,” Colin and I were just finishing our rendition of Bon Jovi's Wanted, Dead or Alive, and the crowd was cheering loudly. I looked at Rick and Shane who stood right under the stage. Their jaws were dropped on the ground.


I jumped down and walked towards them, placing my palms under their chins and closing their mouth for them: “Here gentlemen, let me pick those up for you.” I teased and walked towards the bar ordering another round of Jameson.


When I got back with the tray, guys were laughing their asses off on something. I exchanged amused looks with Colin, and I sat down next to Rick.


“Are you guys sure you can handle another round?” Colin teased.


“What the hell are you talkin' 'bout? Hell yes, we can!” Shane shouted grinning like an idiot.


“Ok guys let me see what you got, but I must warn you. You're drinkin' with Irish folk tonight and beware we WILL drink you under the table!” I mocked with a pseudo-serious expression on my face.


After a few hours we were packed in the same cab that drove us to Atlanta and were heading home. It was around four thirty in the morning and we were laughing our asses off on Shane's story about the time he stole the principal's car and let it get destroyed by the army of crazy chicken.


I woke up the same day around two in the afternoon in a strange bed. The last thing I remember was the cab and then I must've passed out. I've never been so wasted in my life. It took a lot longer than we thought but Colin and I managed to get Rick and Shane drunk to the point they weren't able to utter a single coherent syllable. I wondered how the hell they managed to hail a cab.


I looked around and assumed I must have been in Rick's bedroom. I went into the adjoining bathroom and tried to wake myself up a little splashing cold water on my face and then went out to explore the rest of the house. I entered the living room and found all three of them passed out on the couch, the table littered with more dirty cups and a bottle of Southern Comfort. The party must have continued even after I passed out.I went into the kitchen to put on a fresh pot of coffee and started rummaging through the fridge. I decided to make us some scrambled eggs and bacon – the best hangover remedy I know.


All the commotion must have woken them up because not long after I started chopping all the ingredients I heard groans coming from the living room. Then Rick entered the kitchen tapping me on shoulder making me jump up a little.


“Hey, how you feelin'?” he asked, his hand lingering on my shoulder.


“You mean besides embarrassed?” I asked. “How the hell did I end up in your bed?”


“I carried you,” he said proudly.


“What? You were wasted 'n' barely able to walk yourself,” I doubted.


“Well I was far less drunk than Shane and your brother, so…” he joked.


“All right, well thank you,” I said. “Now where's your pan?” I started to rummage through his cabinets. He took it out for me and then grabbed my hand stopping me.


“Hey Kiara?” he started and stepped closer to me. “Happy birthday,” he said and kissed me on my cheek lightly handing me a small package. I looked up at him confused.


“I thought you didn't know it was my birthday,” I inquired.


“I lied,” he smirked at me. “I'm a cop, I checked your files after you moved out here.”


I stood there bewildered not knowing what to say. “C'mon, open it,” he urged me. I did as he said so and opened the package to find a beautiful little snowflake necklace.


“Rick…I… it's beautiful, thank you,” I muttered blushing wildly and looked up at him. I hugged him and gave him a kiss on his cheek. “Would you help me out?” I asked gesturing to the necklace. He did as I asked him and his hands still lingered on my shoulders. I looked back at him and the look on his face made my heart race. We were just staring at each other when Colin barged in looking for some water.


Few minutes later we were all sitting at the table, eating quietly trying not to think about the throbbing headaches we were all currently experiencing. I was sitting with my knees against my chest sipping on my coffee and mindlessly playing with my new necklace, when somebody started to unlock the front door to Rick's house.


“Shit! Oh god, no,” Rick started to whisper in panic.


“What the hell's goin' on?” I asked startled by his reaction.


“It's Lori, my ex-wife,” he said his head in his hands. “She's supposed to bring Carl to spend the next two weeks here with me.”


“Oh god,” I muttered as a tall slim brunette entered the kitchen followed by the cutest kid I've ever seen. He had Rick's eyes. She stopped dead in her tracks when she realized how many people were in the kitchen, her puzzled look sliding from me to Colin, then to the empty bottle on the counter and dirty glasses in the sink and then finally at Rick.


“Lori, Carl, hi! I didn't expect you so soon.” Rick muttered weakly. “Hey buddy, how've you been?”


“Good,” Carl beamed at his dad, then ran to hug him. “Dad, who are these people?” he asked looking around shyly.


“Hi buddy, I'm Kiara and I'm your dad's neighbor and this is my big brother Colin who came to visit me. It's nice to finally meet you. Your dad wouldn't stop talkin' 'bout you,” I smiled at the kid and then extended my hand towards his mom: “Hi Lori, it's nice to meet you too!” I said smiling at her but she was just staring me down, surprised and angry, maybe? Her eyes shifted from my face to my hair and then to my tattoo.


“Well, it was nice to meet you both,” I said and started to drag Colin towards the door. “We'll go now. See ya… around,” I muttered trying to avoid Lori's judging gaze. Boy oh boy, was she going to hate me!


Rick's POV


I woke up the next morning next to Kiara huddled up against me, her hand clutching at my T-shirt. I just laid there watching her sleep, her eyelids moving rapidly. I kissed her temple lightly and stood up to get dressed. I heard her shuffle and mewl as she was stretching out on a cot.

“Good morning handsome,” I heard her croak and turned around to sit down on the cot next to her.

“Morning beautiful,” I whispered and kissed her lightly.

“A gall could get used to waking up like this,” she joked, sitting up and kissing me intensely. I snaked my hands under her T-shirt caressing her bare back. She moaned into the kiss and started to undo the buttons of my shirt but I stopped her. We were supposed to head out for a gun training any minute.

“Noo,” she whimpered and huffed in discontent.

“C'mon, we have to go soon,” I said and kissed her a moment longer not wanting to break the connection just yet. I helped her dress and she left the tent to go talk to Maggie.

We were gathered next to the car, looking at the map and talking about the gun training when Shane called Lori and me telling us that Carl stole one of the handguns from the RV which led to a great argument about whether Carl should learn to shoot. Shane and I managed to persuade her to let us teach him.

We were at the practice range and people were doing better than I thought, especially Andrea. I suggested Shane should give her an advanced lesson after the rest headed back to the camp. Carl was turning out to be a good shot as well, I was proud.

Kiara decided to stay behind seeing as she didn't really need it and when we got back to the camp we saw her at the nearby meadow doing capoeira. I've seen her do it once with one of her training buddies at a demonstration practice for the public and I was blown away. The others gathered around, their jaws dropped to the ground, watching her kick, and punch and jump around with swift flawless movements, the smile of pure joy on her face. When she realized she had audience, she stopped and started walking towards us.

“Wow, that was cool!” Carl called out and ran towards her. “Can you teach me that?”

“Of course buddy,” she told him. “How'd you do on the gun trainin'?” she asked hugging him to her side and walking towards us.

“He did great,” I answered for my son and we all walked back the others.

Later, I was sitting by the table with Kiara. She was sharpening her knife and I decided to clean my gun when Lori approached us.

“Hershel expects us to leave?” she asked me, bewildered expression on her face. I really didn't want her to find out until it was definitely resolved. I looked at her not knowing what to tell her.

“Does anybody else know?”

“I do. Nobody else knows, not yet.” Kiara said oblivious to Lori's death glare.

“Were you gonna tell me?” she asked accusingly. To be honest I didn't see any reason why I should tell her. “How long have you know?”

“Not long, you don't need to worry about this,” I tried to calm her down.

“How do you expect me not to worry? We have shelter here and food and water and medical care!” she continued.

“I've been talking with Hershel. It's not carved in stone,” I said and it was true.

“He thinks it is,” she retaliated. “We have to fix this. People are settlin' in here, they'll be devastated.”

“I know, I'm working on it,” I said, I knew we needed to fix this, I didn't need her to tell me that.

“Well then maybe I can talk to him too 'n' plead our case,” she offered.

“No! Things are uneasy, the best thing right now is to give Hershel some space,” I said and she was just staring at me, the fear and distrust clear in her face.

“Rick's right Lori. How do you think Hershel would feel when we all start pestering him 'bout it? He needs to see we won't be a liability.” Kiara reasoned with her.

“Believe me, I don't want to leave either but if that's what we have to do, I'll do whatever it takes to make sure everybody's safe.” I reassured her.

“We managed on our own before that,” Kiara chimed in. “We can do it again.” She stood up and secured her knife on her belt, then walked away.

Kiara's POV


I was sitting on the front porch talking to Maggie that afternoon. She was clearly upset about something and I wanted to know what it was.

“You have to promise me to keep this to yourself,” she started looking at me intently. I had a bad feeling about it but I agreed anyway.

“What happened Maggie? You're clearly upset about something and Glenn seems really freaked out,” I urged her to spill whatever it was.

“Well the last night Glenn kinda stumbled upon somethin' that none of you were supposed to see,” she started. “In the barn. We uh, keep the sick people there. Well my father thinks they can be restored and I really want to believe that too, but after what I saw at the well, I just don't know anymore.”

“Wow, didn't expect to hear that,” I muttered carefully not knowing what to do. “I promise I won't tell but maybe you should let me talk to your dad.”

“No, no way. He will kick you all out without a moment's hesitation. He's stubborn as hell, you know that.” Before I could say anything else, we were interrupted by Glenn saying he needs to go on another pharmacy run and since I didn't have anything better to do I decided to join them.
We were slowly approaching the town on our horses, the silence and tension between the two was almost unbearable and I started to regret my choice.

“You didn't have to come,” Glenn started. “You can hate me from the distance.” more silence.
“Please say something,” he begged. “Maggie, I –“

“I asked for your trust and you betrayed it!” she yelled at him. “Now my dad's pissed at me. Your turn.” she deadpanned making me suppress laughter. Good at least they were talking, well, sort of.

“So your dad thinks they're sick,” Glenn started. “You agree with that? Even after what you saw at the well?”

“I'm not sure what I saw at the well,” Maggie retorted.

“Yes you are,” I cut in, making her glare at me. “You know damn well what you saw Maggs.”

“Look if you'd seen Atlanta you would not have a barn full of Walkers,” Glenn reasoned.

“I wish you'd stop calling them that!” she barked at him.

“What do you call 'em?” he asked.

“Mom, Shawn, Mister and Missis Fisher, Lacey, Duncan,” Maggie started to enumerate all of her loved ones and then went inside the pharmacy closely followed by us.

“What does she want now?” Maggie asked annoyed.

“Can't say,” Glenn muttered making me roll my eyes.

“Smooth move dude,” I scolded.

“So one of them asks you to keep your mouth shut –” Maggie started but was cut off by Glenn handing her a piece of paper asking for her help.

“You have got to be kiddin' me,” Maggie muttered under her breath handing me the paper. I looked at it and I felt like kicking something. Morning afterpills? Seriously? I shook my head and went outside to wait for them not willing to take part in that.

I was sitting on the railing and petting one of the horses when I heard Maggie scream with terror. I jumped up and ran inside, sliding my katana out of its sheath to find a gross Walker grabbing onto Maggie trying to get a bite out of her and Glenn running towards her half-chopping its head off with a shelf. He dropped it and hugged Maggie tight.

“Are you okay? Did he bite you?” I yelled and ran towards them and saw the bloody corpse rise to its feet, its head dangling over its shoulder and I finished it with my sword. Glenn took out his machete and smacked its head several times. I checked Maggie for bites and scratches and then hugged her tight trying to calm her down.

When we got back Maggie ran straight to Lori yelling at her that her special delivery was here. I didn't try to stop her because I wasn't far from making a scene myself. I went straight into our tent shaking my head trying really hard not to think about Lori being pregnant and what it meant for Rick and me. I laid down on the cot and started to cry.

Notes

Here´s a link to a youtube video with capoeira choreography that was Kiara doing during the public parctice with one of her buddies: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z8xxgFpK-NM

Hope you enjoyed this chapter :-)

Comments

Please update soon!! I really like this story

I am really enjoying this story. I hope you go through all five seasons and beyond.

Natalie73 Natalie73
6/22/15

Omgsh, its getting crazy!! Hopefully kiara wakes up soon.

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4/1/15

Can't wait for updates! I'm hooked

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2/20/15

aww poor Kiara

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2/11/15