Are we really living?//TWD

TWENTY-THREE

Eventually Rick took Judith and Carl snuggled up with my jacket, they so peaceful even in a world that is hell.

I step outside of the barn, and I feel around my bra for my cigarettes. I pulled out the pack and I only have 6 left.

I take my zippo lighter and I light the cigarette with the flame. I sit down against the front side of the wall.

"Can I get a drag?" I hear Daryl's voice as he walked out of the barn, I nodded and I passed to him.

He took a good drag then sitting next to me, we both stay in silence as we both smoked.

"I scared for ya today" he says as he hung his head low. "When ya suddenly fell.... I was terrified" he confesses.

"I'm sorry about that, scaring all of you. I didn't mean to." I apologize.

"Why are ya apologizin? Ya were the one who died" he says then passes the very thing that could kill us.

"I know but. I hate that I can't always protect you people, but I can try but it never works out. And I hate that you were all scared fucking shitless" I sigh.

"What were ya before? I know ya was in the military but like, after" He says and I blow the smoke and I hand him the cigarette.

"Well I was a surgeon in the military as you know" I say and he nods in acknowledgement. "I was there for 6 years and I decided I wanted to build cars and I was surrounded by men" I explain.

"And one of them had the audacity to grab my ass because it was out there, right after he touched me I broke his nose and his cheekbones were very out of place" I say amd he chuckles.

"But yeah I was a mechanical engineer when the shit hit the fan. What were you before?" I ask him and hands me the cigarette.

"I didn't have a job, no life, I just rolled around with my brother Merle" he says. "I was nobody, nothing" he says and I bring him into a side hug.

"Daryl Dixon you are somebody, your my somebody, and if you talk bad about yourself again I'll break your kneecaps" I say and he laughs, he lays his hand over mine, he caress the top of my hand with his thumb.

"I think Noah's scared of you" he says and I laugh. "Seriously I think everybody's afraid of you" he says and I shake my head.

"No I think your the one everyone's scared of" I say and he playfully scoffs.

"Nah I'm not the one with face tats and a resting bitch face" he says and we both laugh. 

He kisses the top of my head and I kiss him on the cheek but more like on his jaw from the height difference.

Everytime I'm with Daryl or with the group I feel like nothing bad is gonna happen, their my family.