Knock, Chapter 7
Little white lies and big white dresses.
Pregnancy, Sickness, Simon/Reader
“You’re not on the list,” Fat Joey mumbles, barely making eye contact with you as the Sanctuary’s forecourt bustles with Saviors, everyone but you loading themselves into the back of trucks for the monthly run to Hilltop.
“What do you mean ‘I’m not on the list’?” you demand as nicely as you can while trying to catch a glimpse at the clipboard of names. Being on the list for these runs is how you earn the big points, the kind of points that pay for tampons and cigarettes, not that you need those things anymore. Now you need to think about diapers and breast pads and they don’t come cheap if you’re lucky enough to get hold of them at all.
“It’s not up to me,” Joey’s gaze leads directly to Simon and suddenly everything makes perfect sense.
“Right,” you huff, knocking Dwight out of the way as you make a beeline for your ‘boss’.