Venus With The Bow [Daryl Dixon f.f]

15/Justice

I look at the bruises left on my hand.my hands are shaking and i feel restless.I didn't want dad and mom or anyone else to know about what Randall has done to me.i'm not ready.

I sneak out of Maggie's bead on wrap a blanket around my body.my feet lead me to the barn not knowing why.i've been waiting for this opportunity for months and now,why should i let it slip away from my hands?

I hold the knife in my hands tight ready to hear Randall pleading for his own death.i stand in front of the barn feeling all the misery i've been through over and over again.

I unlock the door,but before i get the chance to get in someone pushes me away and locks the door again.my knife drops on the ground and i grab it to attack the person who stopped me.

The anger blinds me and I don't see any thing,but Randall's dead body.i fight the man with all the strength i have.

"Kendall,Kendall,it's me!It's me!"he yells at me and i slow down looking deep into those blue eyes.

"Daryl?"i ask with my shaking voice.i sigh. "What the hell?"

"I knew you'd you after him.i gotta ask you what the hell not you."he snarls.

"I can'g just sit in my bed thinking everything's fine!he's here,the person who i've been searching for is here and now why are you stopping me?"i yell at him.

"Cos it's not who you are,it's not what ya want!"

"You don't know me,Daryl."i grit my teeth and my nails dig deep in the palm of mg hands.

"Nah,i do.i can see the real you under this rage."

I smirk. "That girl's long gone."

"She ain't,listen to me Kendall."he says and grabs my chin forcing me to look at his blue eyes. "You don't wanna kill the kid."

"I do."i say and i let my tears run down my cheek and i don't mind if it shows my broken heart or my weakest point. "I have to or i'm never gonna be fine."

"Killing that boy's not gonna solve a shit for ya,Kendall trust me.now,let's go and we'll figure this out."He says and grabs mg hand,but i set my hand free.i just look like a child that's crying and screaming ferociously to get her favorite toy..

"You don't know anything!if you did,u would've done the same!"

"Then let me know!if you had just told me,I didn't have to stop you all the time."

"I can't..i just..can't."i hide my face with my hands and i let my tears fall down.my knees crash to the ground and my body starts to tremble.

He kneels down to me and put his hands on my naked shoulder. "Hey."he whispers. "I'm not gonna do anything,but help you."

"I hate him,Daryl!i hate him with all my heart,he doesn't deserve to be alive!"i growl and he squeezes my hand.

"Come with me,Kendall.we'll figure this out."he says and gives me with a reassuring look that makes me to get up on my knees.i walk next to him with short steps.he makes sure the blanket's covered my body and he makes me wonder why does he care like alway.

We walk back to his camp and he lets me sit on a tree tank.then he lets something to boil over the fire.he sits in front of me.i stare at the fire and he stares at me.

"Did he do anything to you?"he asks with a low voice like he's not sure if it's right to ask or not.i look at him and he steals his eyes from me like he's done the worst thing by asking it.

"I was in New York when all of this happened."i say and his eyes finally land on me wanting to hear the whole story. "I was in a hospital and..we had to run away to find our families in Atlanta.there were three of us driving frightened in the dead highways and streets till we arrived home.nothing was left.i can't describe the confusion or the terror,i'll never be able to.we ran away and then there was two of us.we lost the car and we kept going in the woods with kitchen knives.we set up a little camp and i slept when the other one was on watch."