Apocalyptic | Daryl Dixon |

Chapter 1

I'm laying in ricks room trying to take a nap when I hear the door slam open I immediately jump up grabbing my gun from under my pillow pointing it towards the open door

"Lori!" I hear someone shout it sounds familiar I walk out quietly hiding behind a wall

"Carl!" I hear someone shout again....rick? No it can't be I think to myself starting to tear up at the possibility when I hear the footsteps get closer I put my guard back up and swiftly move out from behind the wall pointing my gun straight ahead

"Alex..." I see no other than my brother standing in a open gown with bandages around his stomach, holy shit

"Rick...Rick!" I drop my gun running to hug him

"Oh thank god your ok" he says beginning to cry hugging me harder than ever

"Me, thank god your ok I've been here waiting for you for months" I say also crying pulling back to cup his face seeing it's really him we both smile

"What's happening...where's Carl and Lori" he says sniffling

"Well it's kinda hard to explain the dead have rose basically and Lori and Carl went with Shane I stayed back knowing if you woke you'd come here" I say still smiling at him wiping his tears away

"We-we gotta find them" he say worriedly

"I know I know and we will ok?" I say holding his shoulders looking him in the eyes he nods back at me hugging me one more time

"Let me just pack up and we'll go" I say eager to find my nephew but not knowing if I'm prepared to go out into the world I barely can fight off the stragglers that come through here or come out when I scavenge and I definitely don't have enough rations for two people let alone medical supplies for Rick

"Shit" I sigh out but pack what I have and put my gun in the back of my jeans, when I hear something from outside

"Daddy! Daddy! I got the sumbitch I'm gonna smack him dead" I hear the last part and run out seeing Rick on the ground a kid with a shovel standing over him

"Hey what the hell!" I yell pulling my gun out but not aiming at the kid he looks at me confused to see another person when I'm assuming to be his dad comes over shooting a walker in the head running over seeing me

"Hey who the hell are you?" He questions putting his kid behind him

"I live here who the hell are you and why'd your kid hit my brother" I say on guard

"Your brother" he says looking over at Rick seeing he's not a walker

"Shit look we're sorry ok Duane say your sorry" he says looking towards his kid, backing up from my brother I run over kneeling down seeing if he's ok

"I'm-I'm sorry" the kid stutters out

"Hey Rick you good?" I say grabbing his face looking in his eyes he just mumbles at me when I hear a gun cock behind me, fuck

"What's his wound" the older man says I look back at him

"He was in the hospital in a coma, he got shot" I say putting my hands up trying to diffuse the situation

"And you how come I've never seen you here when we've been here this whole time" he says shaking slightly

"What can i say I keep to myself" I say a little angrily I look back at my brother to see him passed out

"Fuck, you guys live around here right? Can you help him...please" I add looking at Rick passed out, the man comes over and looks at him for a second before dropping the gun