Together Forever.

fuck you!

Pdv : Kira :

I arrive in front of the motorhome where Dale was standing guard. I put my hand on my forehead as if to protect myself from the sun.

Me: Did you want to see me?

Dale: Ah yes come with me.

We enter the motorhome, where my gun is on the table. She shines like she never shone. There is no longer any trace of blood.

Dale: I cleaned them for you, I thought it needed a little sprucing up.

Me: Thanks, but you really didn't have to.

Dale: It made me happy.

I take the gun and put it in my holster. I put my hands in my pockets and sit on the kitchen cabinet.

Dale: Is there a problem?

I know that I can all tell him, that he will keep it to himself and that he will not judge me.

Me: It's my mother.

Dale stands in front of me and motions for me to continue. I tell him everything in great detail. From the start at the camp to the discussion she just had with my father.
Dale listens to me attentively without saying anything or asking me a few questions.

Me: Do you think I meddle in things that don't concern me?

Dale: Yeah, sure, none of your business. These are their stories, not yours. I think your mother is lost.

Me: I think above all that she doesn't know for sure that she can play!

Dale: You should talk to him. Maybe not now but calmly explain things to him.

Me: Yeah.

Dale: On the other hand I said calmly Kira.

I start giggling. It's true that sometimes I'm not really very very calm.

Me: Thanks Dale.

I take him in my arms. We are interrupted by Carol who enters the motorhome.

Carol: Oh sorry; I come to see Kira.

Me: I'm listening.

Carol: I would like you to go talk to Daryl since we found Sophia. He isolated himself and he is far from the farm.

Me: Mmm ok but I don't see what I can do.

I smile scratching the back of my head, annoyed. I really don't see what more I can do.

Carol: Please.

I glance at Dale who shrugs my shoulders.

Me: Well, let's go to see Mr. Grumpy.

Dale: Good luck. Ah, do Kira before you ask me, it's 12:54 p.m.

Me: Thank you Dale I love you so much.

I give him a kiss with my hand before heading to Daryl's tent. It was like a ritual between Dale and me to tell us the time every time we see each other. Dale always wants to know what time it is and I'm the same.

I got to Daryl's tent, he's sitting on a branch sharpening one of his arrows. He glares at me.

Me: Hi.

Daryl: What do you want from me?!

Me: Wow nice reception. I wanted to see how you were doing.

Daryl: What the fuck can you do?!

I frown, he's really starting to hit me on the system the Robin Hood of I don't know what! Keep calm, keep calm please Kira make a little effort.

Me: We're from the same band so I wanted to see how you look.

Daryl: Pfff it's the other bitch who sent you I bet. And you, stupid as you are, you came like a poor bitch.

I immediately lose my smile and approach him with a clenched fist.

Me: What the fuck is your problem!?

Daryl gets up too, he's a head taller than me but I'm not scared at all.

Daryl: You are my fucking problem!

I push him, he steps back before coming back to me.

Me: If we get you that drunk, get out of there!

Daryl: If I leave you'll all die like shit! You don't know how to do anything! You are just balls! You really haven't understood anything, poor idiot.

I throw my most beautiful bread at him, he falls to the ground in shock, he holds his cheek or a huge red mark and blood flowing from the wound. He stays on the ground and still looks at me shocked. I get on top of him and grab him by the collar.

Me: It's the last time you talk to me like that, that's for sure! The next time taken not to get out of it! Ok we may be cannonballs as you say but we are still here! So if you don't like it take your fucking tent, you're fucking business and get out of there!

I head for the farm leaving a still shocked Daryl on the ground. This guy annoys me more and more if he's not happy why he doesn't leave?!

I pass in front of the motorhome where Dale and Carol were waiting for me. They both run towards me.

Carol: So?

Me: Let it go, it would be better to leave it.

Carol nods and Dale and I get into the RV.