Little Dixon

Chapter 4: Chupacabra

"We can't just fucking leave her alone! She's still weak! Damnit Merle!"
"Hey hey, I get it, you're pissed, but hey, one less mouth to feed."
"Fuck you!" I screamed and walked away.
"Hey! Where the fuck Ya goin'?"
"Hunting and maybe gonna kill myself while I'm at it!"
It was 30 minutes of walking when I came upon a rustling bush. I brought the crossbow up and aimed. A black figure popped out and ran in the other direction. "What the fuck?" I shook it off and headed back to camp. Thinking is all I can do.
-Hannah's P.O.V-
I ran until I couldn't. I needed to find them. I looked up at the sunset sky. Faint grey smoke rose up in the air. Figuring it was them, I ventured that way. "Fucking jerks." I neared the camp and sure enough, my idiots of brothers were siting there like they didn't care. So I walked in. "So leaving your sister alone in a cabin in the apocalypse and not even waiting or looking for her? Wow! Thanks!" They both stood up, gun and crossbow pointed at me. "And now gonna shot her? Bravo!" I clapped my hands. I grabbed my bow and drew the arrow and string back. Three Dixons about ready to kill each other.
"Hannah we......"
"Save it!" I yelled.
"Come on Mo, soften up!"
"Really me soften up? Let's take a look at the situation. You left me for dead! And didn't one of Ya think that, oh yeah, she just got out of the damn hospital?!"
"I'm sorry."
"No! Ya know what? Fuck you both! You want me gone? Then ok, have a nice life boys! Don't bother following me!" I walked away. "Way to fucking go, Merle!" I heard Daryl yell. Leaves crunched behind me and I turned around. "Go away, Daryl!" Just as I turned around, I was met with the rotting face of a walker. It pinned me down as I screamed and tried to fight it off. This was it. I was a goner. Just then a force ripped the thing off of me and killed it. Breathing hard, I tried to say something, but nothing came out. He held in a hand and I gladly took it. I finally met his eyes and blushed. He was very cute. He had brown hair with blue eyes. Reminded me of Daryl. "Here let me help ya." He grabbed the bag and slung it over his shoulder.
"I'm Chase, you?"
"Hannah."
"Well, Hannah, you gotta group or something?" Holy shit! I was in love!
"I did." looking down at my feet.
"I'm sorry."
"Their not dead. They are my brothers and decided to leave me alone, so I told em' to fuck themselves and left. And I was pissed and forgot what life was like now." I looked back up at him and my stomach filled with butterflies.
"I know how ya feel. I lost my girlfriend to another douchebag who I was with."
"Jesus, that's rough." He smirked. "We should get going. If there were any other geeks in the area, they would've heard the gunshot by now." I nodded and followed him.
A/N: So, opinions? Comments? What do you guys think? So gonna try to update every day! Thanks for reading!