Rick Grimes

You always thought that Rick thought you were weak and incapable of helping the group because he always refused to let you do anything like go scavenging or help with taking out walkers. It pissed you off greatly but you didn’t agree back because he’s not the person you want to start an argument with. You’ve seen him beat the pulp out of and kill people without any hesitation so you figured he wouldn’t mind yelling back you.

You still loved his children despite feeling the way you do about Rick. Carl was always talking to you about random things because you actually listened to him and let him act the age he is, and where Carl goes Judith goes.

You and Carl were walking back to your house in Alexandria from taking Judith on a stroll around the community.

“Another gift from that mystery person?” Carl asked when you saw a basket on your doorstep. You held Judith closer as you picked up the basket and saw it had flowers, lotion, a dress, and a love note.

“Seems so.”

“Doesn’t it creep you out?” You shook your head in response as you went into your house. Judith grabbed one of the flowers of the basket and tried to put it in her mouth. You stopped her before responding to Carl.

“It’s nice to feel appreciated.” You told him. Weeks passed and eventually it did start to creep you out. The notes became more personal and violent instead of complimenting you like before.

‘I saw you talking to the guy with the blonde hair and glasses. He could never take care of you the way I could. Don’t worry, I made sure he’ll never bother you again.’ The note had red droplets on it. The next day you found out the guy who was referred to in the note was beat to the brink of death, but refused to say who hurt him.

Carl told you to tell his dad about it but you didn’t want to deal with Rick so you kept quiet despite how scared you actually were. It always felt like there were eyes on you.

Your fear became even worse when you woke up one morning and instead of finding a gift and note on your doorstep, you found it on your dresser. The person had gotten into your house in the night and left it in your room. It scared you to death so the next night you stayed up, waiting for this ‘secret admirer’ to come into your room so you could confront the person. You sat on your bed for hours with your gun next to you in case things escalated.

So far there was no sign of anyone getting into your house so you set your gun down and go to the bathroom quickly.

When you come back you gasp when you see Rick standing by your bed holding your gun. He turns around when he hears your gasp and grabs you before you can run. He covers your mouth with one hand and wraps his other arm around your arms and waist pinning your back against his chest.

“Shh, it’s okay. I won’t hurt ya.” He whisper in your ear as he drags you into your room. He sits down on your bed and pulls you into his lap.

“I got ya somethin’.” He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a necklace with a charm of a R.

“Do ya like it? Please like it.” He softly whispers in your ear, desperately craving your approval. He rests his chin on your shoulder and gently holds you close.