You and Me (Daryl Dixon x Reader {Ricks Sister})

Chapter 61 - Fix It.

There was a loud commotion a few houses down.

I was inside unpacking the baby things, thinking about where I could go and find a crib, thinking about going today, asking Glenn to come with me, when I heard glass breaking and screaming.

I ran outside to see what the hell was happening, seeing Rick and Pete rolling on the road in a brutal fight.

"RICK STOP IT!" I screamed, standing by Carol, same came and ran up, hiding behind her.

Everyone had gathered around, and Carl ran up across from me, standing by that girl- Enid I believe. "Carl, baby, stay back." I whispered to him, staring him in the eye.

They were choking each other out now, Pete on top of my brother, and Jessie ran over to pull him off, but Pete slapped her away.

They rolled again, Rick now over Pete, that's when Carl moved.

"CARL NO!"

"Dad get off- AHH!" Carl attempted to pull Rick off of Pete, but Rick pushed Carl away.

The last time Rick was like that was the Prison. Tyreese. He couldn't be stopped, I knew it.

Everyone watched in shock and horror as my brother continued to choke Pete out, before Deanna came running over.

"Stop it!!" She instructed as she came closer. "Stop it- right now." It wasn't a question, it was a demand.

"You touch them again, and I'll kill you." Rick threatened Pete, still not letting him go.

"DAMN IT RICK! I said stop!" Deanna yelled. Glenn and 2 other men moved to pull Rick off.

I never would have guessed the next move. Nothing would have ever prepared me for this.

Rick pulled out a gun, aiming it at no one in particular, but he clicked the safety off. "Or what?" He threatened, making everyone freeze.

Fuck.. Fuck fuck fuck!

"RICK STOP!" I warned. We could not lose this place.

He ignored me, obviously too wrapped up in the events that lead him here. "You gonna kick me out?"

"Put that gun down, Rick." Deanna instructed calmly, slowly backing away.

Rick was panting, breathing heavily. Pete had scooted away, but Rick still kneeled with his gun up, breathing heavily in the middle of everyone circled around him. He was a mess. His whole face red, coated in blood.

"You still don't get it." Rick said harshly. "None of you do!" He looked around the group. "We know what needs to be done and we do it. We're the ones who live." he looked up at Deanna and her family, then the rest. "YOU?! You just sit and plan and hesitate. You pretend like you know- when you don't."

We all watched my brother, no one knew what to do, or what to think. But, he was right.

"You wish things weren't the way they are. Well, you wanna live? You want this place to stay standing?" My brother asked, his eyes landing on Deanna. "Your way of doing things is done. Things don't get better because you- you want them to. Starting right now, we have to live in the real world. We have to control who lives here."

"That's never been more clear to me than it is right now." Deanna said coldly as she watched my brother.

No.. No no no!

I was so close to moving up to him and laying him out, but he started talking again.

"Me? Me? You-" he laughed slightly. "You mean- you mean me?" My brother asked, before his face dropped the amused smile. "Your way is gonna destroy this place. It's gonna get people killed. It's already- gotten people killed. And I'm not gonna stand by and just let it happen." He said, glaring at Deanna. "If you don't fight, you die. I'm not gonna stand by-"