Muted // A Daryl Dixon Fanfiction

•Chapter One Hundred & Thirty•

okay! Before we get into this chapter, let me just say- Netflix finally added S10 of TWD. Now, I've already watched it. Bruh. When I tell you I was scared watching it, bitch...I WAS FUCKING SCARED! S10, in my honest opinion, is hands down the scariest season of all for me. And I'm pretty sure S11 is already aired and stuff, but my family doesn't have cable. Nobody in my household really watches cable anymore, we mostly use Netflix, Hulu, Disney+ to watch movies/shows. So I have NOT seen S11 at all. So, please, for the sake of me and I'm sure others, DO NOT SPOIL ANY S11 CONTENT. I read your comments, I know what you guys be sayin in the comment section. So, please, no spoilers. Thank you, my children:)

And another thing- I'm so excited to start writing in S10, guys!!' Like man! I've been waiting for this moment!! I'm so excited because I have some crazy, interesting, maybe even some heart stopping moments, and you guys may not be prepared. Let me stop there, because I could think this is interesting, heart stopping, scary content im about to publish, but it may be nothing to you guys. I could hype it up too much and leave you guys disappointed. So let's just say in my writing of S10, things will be interesting. That's all. Continue reading:)

Also another little warning...IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN S10 OF THE WALKING DEAD GO WATCH IT BEFORE YOU READ BEYOND THIS CHAPTER! I WILL NOT BE RESPONSIBLE FOR ANYONE GETTING MAD AT ME FOR 'SPOILING' S10 CONTENT IF THEY DIDN'T EVEN WATCH S10.

Thank you;)

M U T E D

Season 10

Bobbie's Point of View:
My heart beats rapidly against my chest. My body twitched and jerked every five seconds. I let out heavy breaths and gasps. The whispers fill my ears and I feel a cold chill running down my spine.

"Open your eyes."

I let out a gasp and jump up from the pillows. It takes me a moment to realize that tomorrow is finally here. I can hear conversations going outside of my tent. I let out a huff of breath, resting my head in my hands. Another night full of nightmares. It's been happening for the past three weeks. Everything scares me. It feels like I'm reliving that moment over and over and over again. I hear the sound of a sword coming out of its sheath, I squeeze my eyes shut. I hear the screams of kids playing and I cover my ears. Sometimes, I could be completely fine, but then I'll those words just slip right into my ears...

"Open your eyes."

It sends me into a full panic attack. I've tried taking pills to keep me sleeping throughout the night. But all it does is escalate my nightmares. I've barely slept. I've barely moved. It just feels like everyone around me is moving on, but I'm stuck in one place, watching everyone.

My tent door suddenly opens and I find Daryl stepping inside. He throws me an odd look before handing me a plate of eggs and fruit.

"Eat up. Today's the day." He says. He pauses for a moment before he holds a stare with me. "You okay?" He asks. I furrow my brows, forcing a smile.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I ask him.

"Have another nightmare-"

"Nope. I'm good." I shake my head. I grab the plate of food and shoved them down my throat. I put the plate to the side and dressed myself. I walk out of my tent without saying another word to Daryl. I haven't told Daryl about the sleepless nights or the nightmares I've been having. But I can already tell he knows somethings wrong. He knows I have nightmares, but I refuse to talk about it. And he drops the topic immediately.

For a while, we've to get some training down. We've got a new training method and so far today, it's been working really good. We've got formations, spears, arrowheads, shields. Everything is working out the way it's supposed to. For everyone.