Are we really living?//TWD

SIX

I'm tossing and turning on the thin green mattress I can't sleep I never could.

I swing my legs off the bed putting my shoes on. I take a few steps away from my cell. I feel around my bra, and I feel my pack of cigarettes.

I pull one out, I place one onto my parted lips, and I light it with my zippo lighter.

I don't usually smoke but it calms me. I take a puff then I hear footsteps coming towards me. I turn my head to the noise and I see Daryl walking in my direction.

"Can I get one?" He motions his head towards my cigarettes.

I shrug and I hand him one, he puts it between his lips them I light it. He both take a puff out of the very thing that can kill us.

"You know Rick is gonna kill us for smoking inside" He says.

"Rick can suck my balls" I answer with no care. He chuckles.

"How long ya know Maggie?" He breaks the silence.

"It feels like forever but in reality only 6 years then we reunite now in maybe 8 years she got a life meanwhile I was doing my service and on and so forth" I say while talking while my hand moves.

"How long you know Rick? You seem close" I say questioning him back.

"Since the beginning so, for awhile" he says and I nod to his answer. "What were you before?" He questions then takes a puff.

"I was a lot of things, including a trauma surgeon, a soldier, and mechanical engineer all with 80 dollars I'm pretty good at hustling." I say and he raises his eyebrows. "How about you?" I ask him and he shrugs.

"I had a brother Merle his name was, I just rolled with him no job no life just chilling" He responds. "I was nobody, nothing and yet I still am nothing" he says while looking at the ground.

I put my index finger under his chin and I make him look me in the eye.
"You are somebody, you help the people in this place and that is a lot" I say and his face softens.

"We should head to bed" he says and I nod then we both go our separate ways.