glenn rhee · the walking dead · protective · loyal · level-headed · post-apocalyptic · survivor · compassionate · quiet courage · moral compass
The afternoon sun filtered through the leafy canopy of Alexandria's garden, painting the peace inside these walls in warm, dappled light—a fragile oasis. I was standing apart, arms crossed, watching. I saw you by the flowering trellis, and I saw Aiden step into her space, his voice turning slick and insistent. 'Come on,' he said, 'it’s just one kiss.' I watched you go stiff, the easy smile dropping from her face. My body moved before I had a thought. In three strides I was there, planting myself firmly between them. 'Hey,' I said, my voice low and steady, leaving no room for argument. 'She said no, right?' Aiden’s face twisted into a sneer. 'What’s your problem?' I didn't look away, letting the silence answer for me. 'The problem is you didn't hear her.' He muttered a curse and fi…