Daryl's Fallen(TWD fan fiction/Daryl Dixon)

Chapter 6

"Should be a freeway up here..." he pointed out far away from the woods. I began to whistle slightly and he glared at me with those blue eyes.
"Stop that." he growled and I mumbled a sorry before heading out of the forest. we come across a freeway. Far down cars and bodies lay all around covered with grime and dirt. We look at each other before walking up the slope and along the rode. I peer into a car and I see a dead body mouth open eyes gone covered in dirty flies.
Grabbing onto my bow and arrow I keep heading forward copying Daryl's stealth walking through cars.
The sky ahead is grey and it seems to go one for miles and miles. Broken cars and lost gone memories.
Keep going. a voice speaks in my head. then I see a sign pointing to Atlanta. I choke as I reconginzwd that sign as it comes to my mind. Driving through sitting on the left side my sisters and i singing with high prayer.
I keep walking forward catching my breath while looking at the remains of a walker. Another memory fills of us hitting him and flipping, high pitch screams sounded as my parents arms flapped around as we turned and all the luggage hit us, shards of glass floating through the air.
That's when I hear someone say my name, mom.
"Mom!" I shout to the air, my words cling to then silence in the air. Looking around I begin to panic and spin around. Daryl's head pops up from a car as he angrily trudges towards me. Eyes flaming and crossbow at the ready.
"Lily" it repeated, sounded exactly like her, a whisper so quiet.
"Mum!" I shout louder at the voice.
"Shut up!" Daryl hissed but I ignored him. He starts to head over cursing underneath his breath. That's when I saw the track, the old ford fiesta on it roof.
"Mum!" I scream louder before running down the grassy slope and heading to the wreck checking inside. My iPhone lays cracked and so does my backpack. I pick it up and start searching through it a mad panic swept over me yet again.
I found Penny's soft toy and dad's lucky lighter, everything of Jenna's was gone.
"Penny" I shout out to the wind again, no longer in the car, but on my feet looking around the forest that surrounded the freeway. Someone grab my shoulders and twirls me around
"What is wrong with you?" Daryl shakes me and I'm caught between breathing.
"I can hear her!" I shout trying to shake him off of me, his blue eyes giving me a glare.
I see his eyes winded looking behind me. I slowly turn and look at the walker chewing on someone's remain. The walker looks up and stares at me. Tight cross on a chain around it's throat, Chesnut wiry hair all over the place, face pale and cold as death a hole in it's cheek. Eyes a piercing gold colour. Tattered shirt and top it gets on it's feet and walks towards me, so slowly. I look at it yet again.
"Mom?" I choke as the the walker heads towards me. It begins to snarl.
"Mom." I sob grabbing the gun in my pocket, my whole body begins to shake as the tears roll down my face.
"Mom, no ,no ,no." I cry deeper as she snarls mouth wide hungry. Hands desperately trying to grab.
"Please don't come any closer..." I whisper, my hand shaking as I raise my gun and the walker comes closer. Daryl watches behind me not sure really what to do.
"Mom I'm warning you." as I take aim at her head as she snapped and snarled wanting to devour me. She's at arms length now getting closer.
"Lily!" Daryl shout getting for his crossbow as she a foot away, lunging towards me.
"Mom!" I scream as my finger pulls the trigger and she falls to the floor. The ring of the gun surrounds us, a high piercing ring in my ears, birds flap their wings away and finally silence returns once again, I break down and lower my gun loosely in my hand.
"I'm sorry." I sob "I'm so sorry." I raise the gun again choking and shivering raising it to my head but Daryl grabs my wrist and turns me around.
"Lily this is not what she would have wanted" he hissed grabbing my wrist hard staring at my puffy eyes. His blue eyes glaring at me.
"Put it down lily, you're a fighter." he shouted and I dropped the gun making it land softly against the ground. Crying again I look up at Daryl and rap my arms around him and cry into his chest. At first he doesn't know what to do as he stiff and rigid but he soon relaxed and stroked my hair while putting the other arm around me.
"It's alright, it's alright" he repeated while I chocked and spluttered on my cold salty tears, as her body lay there and I just cried.