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CHAPTER 8 < loneliness means safety > • no episode • __________________
2 months later
I'd been doing fine on my own, in fact i'd been doing better than fine. I had a few remaining pain killers in my pack which lasted me for about a week after I'd left the farm. My body was healing nicely and a new, wicked scar was forming on my calf, where the arrow had once embedded itself. It looked pretty badass if you asked me.
I was still messed up about what had happened to me, my body was relying on adrenaline to run off of, sleep was no longer something that was easily achievable.
I hadn't had too much trouble so far.
Besides loosing my balance and falling into a ditch, which had three wonderful geeks waiting for me.
I constantly found myself thinking back to the group, I hoped everyone was doing okay and were all happy and healthy.
I kept thinking back to Daryl. I felt like a little girl with a crush on some famous celebrity.
Not that i had any feelings towards the man, his attractiveness was obviously noticeable and breathtaking. I thought back to his dark brunette hair, and his ocean blue eyes which complimented his face perfectly, and then i thought about his arms.
I had the privilege of being in his arms but was too banged up to notice.
Just my luck.
I caught myself licking my lips as I became lost in my own head, when I realised what I was thinking about, who i was thinking about and what i was doing, i startled myself.. nearly falling out of my tree as i did so.
That was when i decided that i'd had enough time to rest and needed to focus on the much more important matter. My own survival.
I was shit at hunting to say the least, but I was getting better at catching fish, that was my main meal. It was enough to fill me up and keep me satisfied so that i could keep on going. Going where? that I didn't know.
Hopefully someplace where I could be safe and away from the revolting stench of geeks.
The tree that id slept in was close to thr small road just outside of the woods, that was where the old jeep id found was parked, i didn't dare sleep in it, afraid of getting too comfortable and not noticing a herd of walkers, people good or bad. I had to be prepared.
