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          “Oh, sure there is. We’ve got a safe home, we’ve got food and medicine. For once we don’t have to run around from place to place. And you have kids your age here to hang out with.” Though part of her wondered if that was the problem. Sophia was getting to that age where romance became something one fantasized about. With the exception of Charlotte, that is. The oddball in the family, you could say. “You have the time to settle down now and be yourself.”

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          “Hey there princess.” Charlotte offers a smile, as she takes a seat on the porch step beside her. “What’s wrong? You seem sad. Anything that I can do to help?”

                                        features twist in disbelief, sure that he didn’t belong to what she considered good. he didn’t believe he was like his father, or the people they encountered on the road who seemed to have twisted like the world around them. but what good in him there might have been in him was overshadowed by the past he worked so hard to overcome. 

                                        she said kid as if that meant something. but in this world, it meant little. this world was hers, more than it was anyone else’s. she would grow, continue to get stronger, and he’d make sure she lived to see it changed.

                                        “  bein’ a kid don’t mean anything. got a good head on ya.  ”

          “having a good head isn’t much when you can’t fight.” she stated however, and let her eyes drift down to her hands, fingers curling around each other like it was some sort of coping mechanism that she hadn’t grown out of. “i’m not stupid, i know that i’m probably not going to make it very long, and i can’t always rely on you or any of the others to make sure that i’m safe all of the time.” the truth was, unlike her mother, unlike carl and pretty much everyone else, she still got scared, she still froze up when put in the situation of being face to face with walkers, and even worse? people who were against them.

“Sophia…” 

Listening to Sophia speak and watching the pain on her face broke Maggie. For a child like Sophia and Carl, Maggie couldn’t imagine what living in this fallen world was like on a regular basis. Children were meant to be kids, to laugh and have fun with kids their age. Having to be cautious of walkers and the living taking precedence over that? No child should ever have to live that way, but it was a matter of survival for everyone now. The living seemed to be far more dangerous than the walkers. It never had to be like this. If anyone is feeling guilty for losing Abraham and.. and Glenn, it should be me. We were all out because of me.

“Glenn did what was right, Sophia. We both love you. If you were to be the one that got killed, more lives would have been taken because I know all of us would react to it.” Maggie replied, “You mean so much to me and to the rest of this group. Why do you think Glenn risked his life so that you can live?” Maggie reached out to lace her fingers with Sophia’s hand and squeezed it. “Your mom knew you would beat this world and survive, help others the way she helped all of us.” The young brunette felt her throat closing as tears fell down her cheeks while pulling the young child into a warm embrace. “I love you, Sophia. We’re in this together. I promised I would look after you and I will not go back on that.”

          Despite Maggie’s words, her assurances that she didn’t need to be blaming herself, that it wasn’t her fault, how could she not? That man had pointed that bat right at her and Glenn had drawn his attention to him, had sealed his own fate in doing so. He hadn’t had to do that, but he did and now he was gone. Not only did it hurt to think that the man who she had grown to look at as a father figure, alongside a mother figure in Maggie, had been taken now too, but it hurt to think that in turn, Maggie had lost the person she loved, and their child would never even get a chance to meet him. Still, the blonde let herself be pulled into that embrace, wanting to offer Maggie comfort if she could as well as feel it herself, but something was telling her that she was never going to feel okay about this, she was never going to stop blaming herself. 

"i don't cry anymore."

"you don't need their love, but you need their respect."

"get over yourself, you're not the only one who lost something today."

"they have guns, and people."

"you said that we get to start over... did you?"

"i didn't need to know that, but cool."

"no one's coming."

"we're all going to die and you let this happen for nothing."

"as bad as it gets, it's still better than down there."

"try to look at the good we're doing."

"welcome to the human race, asshole."

"i'm suffocating in boredom."

"if we hadn't saved you, you'd be one of them right now. so you owe us."

"they think i'm scrawny, they think i'm weak, but they don't know shit about me."

"every sacrifice we make needs to be for the greater good."

"where are our people?!"

"good news is that you're not dead yet."

"these people are my family, and if you hurt them in any way. i will kill you."

"never let your guard down, ever."

"we're not splitting up again."

"nowadays, people are just as dangerous as the dead."

"either you're the butcher, or the cattle."

"everybody can't be bad."

"i just need to forget."

"you're safe enough to be bored, you're lucky."

"we don't go back!"

"i'm taking anyone back there who wants to leave."

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