Lost Too Much 【REDONE】 ║ Daryl/OC or Shane/OC

Chapter 91: See if I give a shit.

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(12-250 AV --- 4,630 AV) We're going on a group run in about an hour. It's pretty early in the morning, and there's a lot of us going. We found a military base that we think might have ready-to-eat meals inside and we need them. I wanted to write quickly before we head out.

Maggie being back has changed things. It's looking a lot like she wants to take over leading again, and I'm not at all okay with it. I might've stepped up as a leader because I was asked to, but I enjoy it. I don't want to argue with her but I'm not expecting things to stay peaceful, either. I don't know, I don't wanna get into it. I wanted to do another letter. This one can be for Enid, Tara, Henry, and Jesus.

Dear Enid,

We weren't close, but I cared about you. I know you were close with Carl before he died and that you were hurt when it happened. You really grew up after the war, stepping up to help Siddiq. I was and still am extremely proud of you for that. When I came home the day of the fair, we had a really short conversation and that was it. I just got to know that you were sorta with Alden and then I left and you were dead. We weren't really part of the same friend circles, but I wish I could've gotten to know you better.

Dear Henry,

You reminded me a lot of Conner. You were both so brave and willing to do what's right. I heard that you went after Lydia to save her from her mom, and I really admire that. We didn't spend a lot of time together but I can say confidently that I'd have been right behind you trying to help Lydia if I had been around for it. She misses you, just like your mom and dad. It was devastating to see what happened to you and I wish you were here now. Carol really needs someone these days. I'd be there for her more than I already am but we have so much in common it's almost hard to talk about it. Either way, know that she loves you.

Dear Jesus,

Finding out you were dead when I came home was so unexpected. I remember meeting you, you fighting with Rick and Daryl when I was on the first run I had attended in months. they sent me in to talk to you, and we somehow trusted each other right off the bat. there was some sort of understanding, and you warned me of Gregory and brought Hilltop into our lives. You once told me that it doesn't make me a fool for having hope. It was people like you that gave me hope. All you ever wanted was for things to get better. I would've put money on the table that you could make a deal with the Whisperers had you actually met them. The pureness you had was unmatched, and somehow, it was like you knew me without knowing me. You called it being observant but there was something so real about how well you knew the way I thought. Good lord, I wish you were here.

Dear Tara,

I wasn't around when the final battle at the prison was in action. I got to see the aftermath, and I met you more than a week later alongside a couple of others. I remember being told that you were originally on Phillip's side and switched to ours when you realized what kind of man he was. You were a victim of his sociopathic tendencies and I'm glad you survived it. You changed a lot after that, and I remember you going on that run with Heath and returning weeks later to find out that not only had your girlfriend died, but you also lost Glenn, Abraham, and you had to deliver us the news that Heath was gone. We never found him, either, but some part of me thinks he's still out there. No one blamed you for that, by the way. You also introduced us to Oceanside, and they saved us a time or two. Then there was your fighting with Dwight after he killed Denise, which I don't blame you for. I'm glad you were able to at least partially forgive him.