Barely Alive // TWD // Daryl Dixon

Chapter 49 - Emotional Walls

The five of us basically sprant to where the other group was, Rick was taking Tyreese there so Carol could help him. She learnt several things from Hershel and Maggie could help as well. We weren't sure why we had to wait instead of getting to them but those were the orders.

"Carol?"

"Yes?" she said through the Walkie-Talkie.

"Come," Rick said, his voice wasn't rushing any more. He wasn't panting, he wasn't losing his shit anymore and we knew. Tyreese had died. Rick told us where they were and we wasted no time getting inside or on the vehicles and driving to where we should find the rest of our group.

Some minutes later, we saw them. We were on the motorcycle with Daryl and we were ahead of the car with the others. Rick was on one side of the road, looking down, he had a hand on his waist.

Noah was sitting on the other side, hugging his knees. Michonne was just standing in the middle of the road, her back facing us and Glenn was kneeling next to her right in front of someone laying down. It was Tyreese.

Daryl stopped only inches away from Rick. His eyes were red, puffy and filled with more tears. He turned to look at us and just shook his head, broken.

I went to stand next to Glenn and saw how bad it was. Tyreese was very pale, his shirt was completely soaked with sweat and there was a big puddle of blood right next to him. His left arm had been cut off around the elbow area.

Once the others got there as well, Rick told us what happened and we decided to dig a tomb on the left side of the road. We got some shovels from the trunk and Rick, Sasha and Glenn started to dig.

It really surprised me when Carol told Glenn to give her the shovel he was using and just jumped in and helped to dig. She had spent time with him and Mika and Lizzie and Judith after the prison was destroyed, I guess they bonded.

Daryl, Rick, Glenn and Sasha helped to carry Tyreese's body to the freshly dug grave. Sasha and Daryl got inside and Rick and Glenn helped move the body into the grave from outside. Sasha hadn't cried but it was obvious how broken she was. We were all waiting for the outburst but it hadn't come so far.

Then, Gabriel started to pray over Tyreese as we all helped to cover the grave. I grabbed the shovel after Carl and stared sadly at the dirt. Today wasn't supposed to be like this. Tyreese was such a gentleman and kind person. He was the one who saved Judith, who looked after Mika and Lizzie. Mika and Judith were alive now because of him.

I turned around and handed the shovel to Glenn. I stood next to Carl, who was wiping a couple of tears away. Rick was next to him, holding Judith. I noticed that Daryl didn't come to me, he stood far from everyone, he had an unreadable expression on his face.

Once the grave was completely covered, we all let it sink in and we had a moment to ourselves. We all cared about Tyreese and he was a valuable member of our little family. Someone made a cross out of wood and Sasha hung his hat on it.

"We are going to DC as this just fell through," Rick informed us.

"Why?" I asked.

"It was the original plan. Michonne and I discussed it and I agreed with her."

"Michonne and you aren't the only members of the group," Carol said.

"I thought we had a council and you didn't make decisions anymore," I said. I didn't even know why I got angry all out of a sudden. I never wanted to go to DC and now apparently we were.

"That was back at the prison," Rick told me.

"So now, this isn't a democracy again?" Carol asked, remembering something Rick said before, when I was apart from the group with Andrea.