Surviving The Undead: A Southsider's Tale (Daryl Dixon Love Story)

Sorrow

Kim's POV:

i had made my way back to the and was met with Carl and my daughters.

"We thought you were dead Kimmy!" Carl cried.

I ruffled his hair. "You should know better Carly."

"Mama!" The twins yelled.

They bombarded me with cuddles then went back to playing with Carl.

"Where's dad?" I asked Theo.

"Glenn and Maggie got taken so they've gone to get them back."

Before i could even fathom it the group had returned.

"Glennjamin what the fuck happened?"

"When did you get back?" He asked.

"Not important, get your ass into Hershel or i'll drag you myself."

He nodded and walked away while dad and Lip pulled me to the side.

"What?" I asked.

"Kim it's Daryl." My heart sank.

"He dead?" I asked getting straight to the point.

"No he's just gone." Lip said.

"So what you run into trouble and he splits?" I asked.

"Something like that." Dad said.

"Cool." I said while walking off.

If he wanted to leave then so be it but that bastard has left his sister and daughters behind and they won't take to lightly to that.

The rest of the day went slow and i tried to keep busy to keep my mind off of everything but was failing miserably.

All my emotions then poured out.

From losing my sisters to now losing Daryl i couldn't cope.

In a fit of rage i stared thrashing around in my cell and destroying it.

"Kimmy?" V asked.

I froze and slowly turned to her.

She paled but didn't move.

"W-where's Daryl?" She stuttered.

"He split." I stated.

"He left?"

"Yep."

"Is he coming back?" She was now tearing up at this point.

"Fuck knows. There was some trouble on the run and he spilt that's all i got told mija sorry."

She nodded and wrapped herself around me sobbing into my shirt.

I can't believe Daryl would be so selfish into leaving his 8 year old sister to fend for herself in the apocalypse.

I stroked her hair and comforted her until she calmed down.

I then dried her tears and wiped her face and she left.

She came back about 6 more times in tears and the routine was the same.

Comfort, wipe tears, leave.

It was like that all day.

If Daryl ever came back i'd be sure to stomp his ass for putting his baby sister through this misery of not knowing if he's coming home.

I went through this with Jace and it hurt like hell so i did all i could to comfort my little friend.

Das began fussing so i gave V to Carol and went to feed my baby.