#v. it must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero | series

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tag drop part one (jude's tags and verses)

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@wexarethewalkingxdead continued from here

Judith sat quietly for a moment, blue eyes still dull as her father worked diligently to try and take the blood away, but it seemed like it just kept coming back. Try not to throw up, you're gonna be okay. "Before I get in the shower can I just sit for a minute? I don't know if I can stand up fully just yet." It wasn't just the pain, it was the pain and now the fact that the adrenaline had worn off so she was exhausted. "Thanks dad." She managed a small smile.

When he stopped, Judith felt herself freeze, her blood running cold as she prepared herself for the worst. Maybe I did let him down, oh God what if I did let him down? She wondered, but she didn't have time to dwell on it too much before he answered her. "Because I feel like I'm not strong enough to do this." She muttered. "Everyone else seems to have it under control and I..." She cut herself off when he took her hands. "Are you sure? Because sometimes I just feel like maybe I'm not doing everything I can... like I'm not living up to the Grimes name... like maybe I never will--"

"But you've done so much for this place... how have you failed?" She asked quietly. "You had a bad day. Simple as it was..." Maybe he was right, today was just a bad day. But it was another bad day on top of another bad day and she was getting so tired. His hands on her face forced Judith to look in his eyes, fresh tears filling them now and spilling down her cheeks. "Bad days won't always end like this right?" She asked, sniffing a little.

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She's sitting right in front of you. She's alive and she's okay. The thought of the calming voice washing over her allowed the young girl to relax a little. Getting up, Judith crossed the room and grabbed a few different sizes of bandages, walking back over to Carol. "I got you some extras just in case. Mom always made sure that I knew to change my bandage." She nodded matter-of-factly. "You think so?" She asked, looking up at her aunt. "I wanna try and do more to help out around here if I can't go outside the walls all the time." The young girl admitted, starting to clean up a little.

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@wexarethewalkingxdead continued from here

Walking in silence was slowly becoming more and more uncomfortable. Surely no one would choose the name of a random man who was supposed to have died before Judith was even born. And if they did there was no chance they’d end up in the same place, hell she was surprised that Shane himself had even made it this far. Her mind started to wander a little, as she wondered how he managed to survive all these years. Was he on his own? Did he have other people like she had?

"Doesn't matter if they love it, they won't have much of a choice." She was stubborn as hell when it came to letting people into the community. Understanding they wanted to make sure that no one would hurt them but at the same time they needed more people on their side and they couldn't do that if they shut everyone out.

“My dad’s doing okay I think. He never really talks about if he's struggling or not. But, I umm I never knew my mom... she died giving birth to me...” Judith shrugged, her voice just above a whisper as she pulled the key from her pocket, starting up the van. “Dad always said that she was really nice, Carl usually talked about her more than dad though." She turned her attention to the road as she pulled back onto it, heading down her usual route back home.

"How did you survive all those years out there?" She asked.

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For a moment, a sad feeling washed over the younger girl, she missed her parents a lot and though she knew that she had to be strong, sometimes it felt really difficult. Putting the rest of the stuff away, Judith turned back to her Aunt, lips pursed in thought. "I wanna help people when they get hurt." She stated matter-of-factly. "Do you think that I could work in the infirmary?" She asked. "That way people can always come to me if they feel like they got hurt or if they're sick."

               judith   has   the   same   work   ethics   as   her   parents,   and   daryl.      wanting   to   help   out   in   any   way   possible,   not   wanting   to   just   sit   on   the   sidelines   doing   NOTHING.      carol   could   be   like   that   too.      hell,   they   ALL   could,   it   was   a   pretty   common   trait   these   days.      ❝   michonne   was   very   smart   too.      now…   ❞      as   she   applies   the   bandage   to   herself   she   looks   to   judith.      ❝   i’m   open   to   suggestions.      what   do   YOU   want   to   do   to   help   inside   the   walls?      we’ll   see   if   we   can   make   it   happen.      sound   good?   ❞