Chapter seven; Late night cuddles

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•Delaney's pov•
The guy finally lets me go. I fall to the ground, crying. "D-Daryl? M-Michonne?" I plead. I see the two of them coming. Michonne puts my shirt back on, and Daryl picks me up. I cry into his shoulder. He takes me back to camp and lays me in the trunk. I cry myself to sleep as I hear Carl comforting Madi.

I wake up the next morning to the smell of smoke. I climb from the truck and fall down. "I-I'll be fine." I mutter and climb up. I see a body on the ground. "She turned last night." Rick says. I nod and sit on the trunk of the car. "Hey Carl. Come here." I say and grab my bag. He walks over and sits by me. "Do you like jellybeans?" I ask. "Yah?" He says. I giggle and grab the two bags of jellybeans I had brought. I hand him one. We both share stories as we eat. I lay against his shoulder. He takes my hand. I hear screams. "DYLAN!!" I scream. I run to where the scream was. "Ohmygod." I say. "D-Dylan??" I say. He lays there. I run to him. His leg looks broken. A shard of glass is shoved into it. I call Daryl over. He picks up Dylan and walks to camp. I walk back and watch as they work on Dylan. I feel someone grab and cuddle up with me. I open my eyes which meet Carl's blue ones. "I love you." He whispers before I fall into a sleep.

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