Rick's P.O.V

2 weeks later

"We'll be back by like 11 and we'll pick up Judith on the way back. I swear." Carl pleaded

Jay and Carl met some kid, named Tyler they say, he's around their age and he has cool games like twister, and monopoly, and they wanna go hangout at his place until like 11.

Now don't get me wrong, I trust the boys but let's be honest, they wouldn't dare play twister or monopoly and I'm just afraid that 'Tyler' could be another 'Ron' and god forbid.

"C'mon Dad, please." Jay said, giving me the puppy eyes.

I looked back at Michonne, she stood her guard with her arms crossed.

I raised my eyebrows and her and put my hands up a bit, asking her what she thought without actually asking her.

She leaned in to my ear and whispered, "Let them go.. we'll be alone and I have something up my sleeve for you."
I could feel her finger going in a circle on my neck and it turned me on.

"Fine, but be back at 11 and DO NOT forget to grab Judith from Carol's." I commanded

"We will." Carl grabbed his things and headed out the door, while Jay stayed behind, hugging Michonne.

"Thanks, momma 'chonne." He whispered

Michonne pulled from the hug and stared at him with her widened eyes, "Don't call me that.." She murmured

"Why, what's wrong?" Jay asked, worriedly.

"Just don't --- I'm not ready for it, Okay?"

"Buut I--"

"Don't, OKAY?" She emphasised the okay and Jay knew she meant business.

"Fine, uh, bye dad.. bye michelle." he backed out the house awkwardly and shut the door behind him.

I looked at Michonne, now staring at the floor,
I grabbed her waist from behind and pulled her close,  grinding my hips against hers as I did.

"What was that?" I whispered

She sat her head up and pulled her dreads from her face, "Can I tell you something, something about who I used to be?"
her face was serious now, and she looked liked she couldn't cope.

"Of course sweetie, you can tell me anything,  I'll listen for however long you need to talk." I smiled at her and she hugged me.

"Rick, I used to have a son." she blurted.

I pulled her away and stared at her eyes, "Wait, what? are you serious?" I stammered

"Yes-- he- he was 3. His name was Andre and I planned on telling you soon after I told Carl but I just felt like it was too personal and now I'm too close to you to not tell." She sobbed

Seeing Michonne cry was the worst thing in the world, I hated it. It made me stomach flip, kick, spin and do it all over again. It was heart-wrenching.. I just want her to smile forever.

"Hey, hey, don't cry okay? you're strong." I held her head into my shoulder and she squeezed my back.

"I love you, Michonne... And I don't wanna see you cry.. I know we lose people in this world, and I know how much It hurts, trust me I do,  and I also know that things will get better and that you have to stay strong, okay?"

She looked at me, eyes full of tears and nodded.
I took my thumb and rubbed the tears from her eyes and gave her a kiss.

"Rick, why do you care so much?" she asked

I tilted my head at her and smiled,

"Because you're my girl."

(YES I JUST QUOTED FORREST GUMP..SUE ME)

She smiled and grabbed my hand.

She rubbed her fingers over my arm veins before trailing up the stairs, pulling me behind. She looked back at me and winked,

Shit, we got til 11.
It's going down.

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