Protection (Rick Grimes)

Chapter Twenty Four

Daryl's POV

I look around and notice that Danielle has already left. I get up and sling my crossbow over my shoulders before walking outside. I lean against the wall and keep an eye out for walkers.

I hope she stays safe. And brings Chelsea back safely. But I will be ready to go find that damn camp and get both of them back if I have too.

"Hey." I hear. I turn and see Rick standing at the door with a piece of paper in his hand. "Did you see this?" He adds.

"No. What is it?" I ask and walk inside.

"I guess Danielle wrote it before she left." He says and hands it to me. I look at Rick before looking down at the paper.

Guys,
On the back of this paper is directions to the camp that I'm going to. If I'm not with y'all within three days of Chelsea being back...come to the camp. Otherwise, don't set foot anywhere near the camp. I promise I'll be as careful as I can. I promise to get Chelsea back. Oh, and Carl...keep you're Dad and sister safe for me. Everyone, be careful. I love y'all so much.
-Danielle xx

I sigh and hand the note to Rick. Slightly shaking my head, I walk away from him and sit down by myself.

I didn't even apologize to Chelsea for calling her a bitch.

Danielle's POV

I push the door open of the gun shop. Yesterday's actions play through my head. It's like it was happening again. I can see Chelsea walking to the other side of the store. I can hear her muffled scream and glass being broke as clear as if was happening right this minute. I can hear my footsteps running through the store. I can hear her screams for me. I can hear the guy's voice and I can feel how he restrained me.

I lean forward on the glass counter and look at the slight reflection of myself.

I can't believe this is happening. Why is this happening? It should have been me I stead of Chelsea. As much as I hate to say it, but the group wouldn't be affected if I wasn't with them. Chelsea went to medical school. Chelsea is more important to the group than I am. But I love them so much and I will do as much as I can to get back to them.

I punch the glass out of pure frustration and look at the glass that is stuck in my knuckles. I pick some of the glass out and watch the blood seep out of the wound. Sighing, I wipe the blood off on my shirt and walk out of the back door. I sigh when the memories of Chelsea being taken flood through my mind. I shake the thoughts out of my mind and look at the map. I begin following the directions to the camp.

Chelsea's POV

I groan as Matthew, Frank, Patrick and Nathan finish abusing me. It's around noon now and if Danielle isn't here sometime tomorrow, these guys are going to kill me. I have faith in Danielle and I do Believe that she'll come for me, but these guys don't. They apparently 'know' that she won't come for me.

"You're hopeless. That Danielle isn't coming to get you. You're ours now."

"I don't belong to you." I grumble.

"That's where you're wrong, babe." Frank starts. "If Danielle isn't here by sometime tomorrow...you're ours."

"She's coming." I say and glare at them.

"We'll see about that." Matthew says and pulls me from the floor. Matthew begins pulling me through their little neighborhood they are staying at. It's still a pretty good sized neighborhood though.

There's several people in the neighborhood and several men working on building walls. I remember Daryl telling me about things that he went through before he found me or Danielle and him telling me about this Woodbury place. So basically, I would describe this place as another Woodbury in process considering men are in the process of building walls.