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

Chapter 25

Daryls PoV

"Lily." I shook her but she was out cold and snoring slightly.
"She hasn't done that for years" Jenna said underneath her voice as she pushed me away and put a wet flannel to Lily's forehead. Her curly golden blonde hair was fallin around her, she looked like an angel.
"What's goin on?" I muttered my shoulders becomin tense and my jaw was clamped tightly shut as I stared at Lily.
"She used to do this when she was really young; wake up from dreams say weird shit. Once to mum, told her not to go on the highway the next day and she didn't and a horrific crash had happened."
"So she's predicting shit?" I asked leaning against the metal bars of the bunk bed.
"No, it's just a coincidence. She used to say stuff like that every night for a couple of months and only once something she said came true." she glared at me, her short fingers were playin with Lily's hair. I wanted to kiss her plump red lips, to bring her closer so that i could feel her sigh and fall asleep and breath in my arms.
I let the feelin go and thought about what she said.
"The center cannot hold, it's from a poem" I said, yeah my reading was limited but I caught her reading it and she told me that was her favourite line.
"Poem?"
"Yeah she read a line to me" I itched the back of my neck.
"Can't read redneck? Doesn't surprise me in the slightest." she chuffed and I bit my lip.
"I can read" I bite back, well a little anyway.
"She had those odd coincidences, it stopped when she was seven though I remember mom and dad arguing over her, saying it wasn't what they planned." Jenna took one last look at her and so did I. I took Lily's small hand and I squeezed it and quietly stroked her hair. Jenna sighed and went back to her bed. I stayed there for a bit before i climbed onto the top bunk and fell asleep and began just dreamin about her, my fallen angel.