That Valley Girl || Daryl Dixon

[ 007 ] Sisterhood

It was morning now. Andrea still knelt next to her sisters dead body. She still hadn't turned yet.

I sat on a tree stump, playing with my hands, still trying to process what happened last night. Daryl threw a pickaxe into the heads of the dead, so they wouldn't turn. T-dog and Glenn threw the bodies into a fire, burning them.

"She still won't move?" I heard Rick's voice. I tuned into the conversation he was having with some others.

"She won't even talk to us." Lori said. "She's been there all night. What do we do?"

"Can't just leave Amy like that. We need to deal with it." Shane spoke up.

"I'll tell her how it is." Rick said.

I watched as he walked over to Andrea, kneeling down a little bit. My eyes widened as Andrea pulled out her gun, pointing it at Rick.

"Im sorry. Im sorry." He said, backing up. Andrea slowly put her gun down once he left her alone. She turned back to Amy.

"Y'all can't be serious." Daryl said, walking up to the others. "Let that girl hamstring us? The dead girl's a time bomb."

"What do you suggest?" Rick asked.

"Take the shot. Clean, in the brain from here." Daryl said, motioning to his head. "Hell, I can hit a turkey between the eyes from this distance."

"No. For Gods sakes, let her be." Lori spoke up.

Daryl had walked off to help Jim burn the bodies. Glenn approached them, confused to what they were doing.

I looking down at my hands again, tracing all the lines on my palms.

"We don't burn them!" Glenn yelled. I looked up at the sudden noise. "We bury them, understand?"

Glenn and Morales dragged one of our people to the other row to bury.

"You reap what you sow!" Daryl called out.

"You know what? Shut up, man." Morales suddenly said.

"Y'all left my brother for dead! You had this coming!" Daryl yelled, pointing to the dead bodies.

Jacqui walked over to Jim and looked at him. "Are you bleeding?" She asked.

"I just got some on me from the bodies." Jim assured.

"That blood is fresh. Were you bit?" She accused.

"A walker got him." She announced to the group. "A walker bit Jim."

Everyone stood up, including me. Jim began to back away.

"I'm okay. I'm okay."

"Show it to us." Daryl demanded.

Jim turned around, grabbing a shovel, ready to defend himself.

"Easy, Jim." Shane said.

"Grab him!"

There was commotion as T-dog grabbed Jim from behind, restraining him. Daryl quickly lifted up Jim's shirt- revealing a bite.

"I'm okay, I'm okay." Jim cried as Daryl and T-dog backed away.

"I'm okay."

-

"I say we put a pickaxe through his head. And the dead girl's and be done with it." Daryl voiced his opinion.

"That's brutal. He's still alive." I said.

"She's right. Is that what'd you want if it were you?" Shane asked, looking up at Daryl.