Confide in Fear | DARYL DIXON •1

11. Late Night

Alex's *POV*

I was woken up by someone touching my shoulder gently, a couple of times. I opened my eyes and saw that it was pitch black out, and the cars headlight was shining brightly. I got out of the car, and stood next to Daryl, who I'm guessing woke me up.

"What's going on?" I asked.

Daryl started walking and so did I. "The walkers came through the fence." Daryl responded, I realized that we were back at the prison. I saw Rick and Carl holding guns and a bunch of walkers on the ground, as we approached closer.

"You guys okay?" I asked.

"We'll be fine." Rick sighed. "Carl did good." He said, as he looked at his son, and I saw Carl smiling a little. "We're going to need someone to take watch tonight, Alex will you?"

"Oh um-," I was going to say no and that I was too tired, but I think Rick and Carl needed more sleep than me. "Yeah, sure. No problem, let me get my stuff when I'll be right out." I smiled.

"I'll take watch after her." Daryl said, then walking away with Carl.

"That's fine. Just make sure you wear something to keep you warm, pretty chilly tonight." Rick said.

"Okay, got it," I said, while I headed to go to my cell and grab a better shirt and my water bottle and two guns. "Where's Carol? She's in charge of the water..."

"She's the one." Rick answered.

"The one what?"

"David and Karen. Killed those two. So I had to take her out of here."

"You made her leave?" My eyebrows raised.

"I had to do it for all of us. For me, Carl. Judith. I had to." Rick said.

"Okay."

"You're alright with this?" He asked.

"I don't know. But if you felt like this was the right thing to do, then it was." I answered. "If I had a family," I sighed, "I guess I'd do the same."

"Hey." I heard a deep voice behind me. I looked up behind me, and saw Daryl standing there, with a lit cigarette hanging from his mouth .

"Hey," I smiled tiredly, then yawning. "I just started my watch, you can go get rest." I told him.

"I know." He said, while sitting down next to me, on top of the tower. I was currently dangling my legs off the tower and leaning on the cold metal banister.

"You know," I sighed, "I haven't cried at all. Haven't cried at all since I watched my family die. And I don't even know why I'm talking about this, let alone thinking about this now." It stood quiet between us, until yawned again, then sniffed right after. "Sorry for boring you." I laughed slightly.

"S'alright." Daryl mumbled. "Don't mind listening." I debated in my head whether or not I should tell him about Ryan, but then again, it's not like me and Daryl are in a relationship. I also shouldn't feel obligated to tell him, I guess I felt uneasy.

"I had this best friend, his name was Ryan."

I lied, about him being just a best friend. "He meant so much to me." I continued. "I don't know where he is, he could be dead, a walker or just gone." And that's all I said. I didn't mention we were together or we were going to get married or the big reason we had fights.

My eyes started to keep closing. I didn't want to fall asleep on my watch, so I sat up straight and rubbed my eyes, trying to keep me up. "You can go sleep. I got it from here." Daryl said, putting his cigarette out.

I mumbled something both Daryl and I didn't understand. Oddly, him knowing that I could fall right asleep any second now, "Here." Daryl said. I opened my eyes up sheepishly and saw Daryl backing up onto the wall of tower and motioned me to come towards him. I scooted back and his arm wrapped around my shoulder as I laid my head him.

"Thanks." I said quietly.

"Welcome." Daryl mumbled. "I think I'm starting to like you, Daryl." I mumbled, closing my eyes. "I think I do."

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