𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 | 𝘊. 𝘎𝘙𝘐𝘔𝘌𝘚 (discontinued)

「 eight 」

♡◌‧ 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

"What the hell are you doing out here alone? You know how dangerous it is to be out here without supervision? Do you not fucking understand?" Daryl screamed at me. Honestly, when Daryl yells at me, it really upset and frustrated me. It's not like I was trying to be attacked by a walker.

"You're out here alone too." I snapped, brushing the dirt off my clothes. I was just attacked by a walker and all my brother could do was yell at me, he couldn't even ask if I was okay.

"I know how to defend myself better than half these pricks, I pay attention to my surroundings, I don't sit around not paying attention, asking to be bait. You could have died." My brother scolded.

I scoffed, "But I didn't."

"You would've. If I wasn't out here, If I wouldn't have gotten here when I did, You'd be dinner to those corpses."

"I get it." I said, picking up my journal and pen, walking off, back to the farm. Why did he have to make it such a big deal? If it bothered him so much he should've just left me. Being so defenseless having that walker on top of me honestly terrified me. The fear left when Daryl started acting like a dick.

"Willow." I heard Daryl call out from a ways behind me, I ignored him and kept walking back towards the farm. I was angry, I wasn't going to argue with him more.

I walked onto the porch, opening the door to go inside to cool off when I heard a voice call my name.

"Willow?" I turned to see Carl sitting on the porch, comic book in his hands. I shut the door and sat next to him. I sighed, bringing my knees up to my chest. Carl sat his comic down.

"Tell me what happened? Why do you seem so upset, why are your clothes so dirty?"

"I wondered off into the field, alone. I just wanted to be away from everything. I know it was stupid of me. I found a spot to sit down and relax, I was writing in my journal, not paying attention to my surroundings, when a walker suddenly pinned me down. I tried to reach for my pen to kill it, but I couldn't reach. Daryl came out of nowhere and shot it with his crossbow. We got into a fight about the whole thing. He didn't even ask if i was okay." I said wiping the dried blood and dirt onto my pants.

"I'm so sorry Willow, but you shouldn't have been alone, what if Daryl wasn't there, and you did get bit? I'm glad you're okay, but that was dangerous."

"I know." I mumbled, fidgeting with the string on my pants.

"He's your brother, He's protective of you, he was probably just worried and got worked up, overreacted. He cares about you, I know it. My dad would've done the same if I were in your position." Carl rubbed my back gently.

I nodded, "I feel bad for the way i spoke to him, but the way he yelled at me made me feel really upset too."  I knew Daryl was only being protective, and he was right, I shouldn't have gone out alone. I made a mistake that almost cost my life. I understood that now. But he still hurt me.

"You two will make up, It'll be okay. I promise." Carl pulled me in for a hug and I accepted. Carl's presence always made things seem better. He was so comforting and gentle in times like this.

"Can I talk to you?" I was sitting on the steps, reading a book Maggie had let me borrow. I looked up, Daryl was standing in front of me. I nodded and sat the book down, walking with Daryl. We stopped in the middle of the yard, behind the farmhouse. Daryl sat down, patting the ground next to him. I sat down beside him, picking a piece of grass from the ground and playing with it.

"I'm sorry for reacting the way I did. I overreacted. I was worried, angry, I thought you were gone for good. I took my emotions out on you when I shouldn't have. I should've comforted you and asked if you were okay, but I didn't. I just want to keep you safe, protect you. I don't want anything bad happening to my little sister, you know? I love you Willow, I really do." Daryl said, this is the most genuine and calm conversation I think I've ever had with my brother.

I smiled, "I love you too. And I understand, I'm sorry as well." Daryl pulled me in for a hug, kissing the top of my head gently. We stayed like this for a few moments.

"Just promise you won't go anywhere alone again? Make sure you let someone know where you're going?" Daryl pleaded.

I nodded, "Promise." Daryl rubbed my head before placing another gentle kiss and getting up. He helped me up and we walked back towards the others.

"Rick and Glenn still aren't back from looking for Hershel. I need to go find them, it's been too long, somethings got to be wrong." Lori said, approaching Daryl and I.

"Will you drive into town with me to check on them?" Lori asked Daryl, it really has been a long time. Evening was approaching and they left early in the morning.

Daryl shook his head, "Nah, I'm sorry, my searching days are over." I looked at Daryl, is he really going to make Lori go alone, she's pregnant, she doesn't have as much strength as him. I gave Lori an apologetic look.

Lori sighed, placing her hands on her hips, "Guess I'll go alone then." I understand that Daryl doesn't want to go searching for people anymore after what happened to Sophia, but Lori needed help.

"I'll go with you." I said, she needed someone to go with her, if Daryl was going to be stubborn about it then I'll step up to the plate.

"Willow no. Not after today." Daryl protested.

"We'd just be going to find the others, Lori needs someone to go with her. Besides, I'll finally get to explore a little bit, maybe learn how to defend myself more, please."

Lori and Daryl denied at first, but after some convincing they allowed me to go. We were packing up the car when Daryl pulled me aside, he handed me a knife and a gun.

"You only use these if you need to. If something goes wrong, you find your way back or stay put. You remember how to us this?" Daryl asked referring to the gun, I nodded. My brothers had taught me how to hunt and use a gun when I was around eight. My aiming wasn't the greatest, but I could manage if I had to. 

"Be careful." Daryl said pulling me in for a hug.

"I will." I smiled. Lori finished packing the car. I said goodbye to Daryl, Lori said her goodbyes to Carl. Lori went to start the car and I went over to Carl.

"Stay safe?" Carl asked, hugging me tightly.

"Of course." I assured, pulling away from the hug. I smiled at him before getting in the car, waving as we drove away from the farmhouse.

We've been on the road for about twenty minutes, we hadn't seen anything yet. It was silent, I was looking out the window as Lori hummed a tune, driving down the long road. My attention was brought back to the brakes squealing, a walker in front of us. We hit it straight on, I felt pressure hit me, and what felt like thousands of tiny needles stabbing me. My body was thrashed around for a moment, I could see things spinning around, then things went black.

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