Shelter || Rick & Alicia
Glacing around for a way to escape, her eyes landed on the baby carrier again, and she run to it, her hands trembling. She kneeled beside it with a lump on her throat. “No…” she whispered. “No, no, no, no…” her hand, now bloodstained, traveled to her forehead.
Of all the people living in that prison, losing Judith was the biggest loss possible. She was the promise of a future, the face of the innocence, the hope, the joy. She could make them all have faith. She blinked, knowing what it meant, she had to tell Rick that his little daughter was gone. How do I say something like that to him? How can anybody say something like that? Feeling more footsteps, she got up, just to see the man right in front of her. Her features changed with the sorrow, and tried her best not to let go any tear as she walked to him. “Rick, I’m… I’m so sorry…” she whispered, surrounding his waist with her arm in something similar to an embrace, while he looked at the baby carrier.
Red. All he could see was red. It’s all he ever really saw anymore. It stained the hunters hands, it drenched the fabric of the baby carrier. It was a reminder that in the end everything was red. He was going to throw up, he could feel bile rise up in his throat. Keep it together. He stopped himself and instead cried.
Judith was supposed to survive, she was supposed to make it to the end. They had ensured whatever future she had, that because she grew up in this world, she would be one of the last people standing. Instead, she was one of the first to fall. He allowed his legs to stop supporting him and relied on the girl instead. Hysterical cries surrounded the grounds of the prison, signalling that a man had just lost all his remaining faith and hope, had lost his baby girl. Being sorry meant nothing, there were no words for the moment he was stuck in, slow motion. His daughter was dead and God knows if his son was still alive or not. This was it, this was the beginning of his end.
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