Fuck You, Dixon! (Daryl Dixon x reader)

Chapter 118: What's Left Of Us

A/N: Song is, Bring me back to life.
(Honestly idk who it's by T^T.)

Sorry its been so long! But I'm back my darlings❤️!

Also! Would ya'll prefer shorter chapters with more frequent updates, or longer chapters that take a lil' longer to write? Because I know I don't update for a while sometimes T^T

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After putting Dale to rest, Merle, T and I quickly left for the woods. I didn't really want to leave him like that, at the very least, he deserved to be buried, but...we didn't really have the time, and we could hardly lug a corpse around with us...

All in all...it was a luxury we couldn't afford right now, which was...a weird thing to think about...

I just...had to accept that that was the best I could give him...and that he was gone.

We didn't hesitate or linger after that, though, I was still reluctant to leave without knowing if Daryl, or anyone else for that matter, was okay, but...I could hardly risk Merle and T's lives just because of my stubbornness.

And...Daryl was tough. I'm sure he was fine. He always came back...I just...It just...worried me.

The three of us quickly moved through the woods to get away from the prison, but things were a lot worse than I had thought. I knew the gunfire and explosions would attract walkers but...

They just kept coming.

Every turn we took...behind every tree, even in the distance...there was at least one walker stumbling our way.

If we stopped to kill them now, we'd most likely get cornered by even more, not to mention the adrenaline was beginning to fade...so our best bet was to just...run.

Besides...it's not like it mattered if they found the prison anymore...

I really wasn't keen on leaving the walkers be, if anything, it could bite us in the ass later, but...right now...we hardly had the strength, or numbers, to put up a fight.

I especially wasn't keen on leaving them be as I didn't want us going too far. I wanted to wait by the track...where I had carved those smiley faces. There was a chance, just a chance, at least someone would go there and wait for the group...

I just...I wasn't ready to give up and run just yet...

I didn't want to leave anyone behind...

I kept a decent pace as we ran, despite my state, and Merle made sure I was between him and T, so I wasn't alone or lagging behind. It was...oddly thoughtful of him, then again...that's just how the Dixon brothers were.

They used actions rather than words.

I took a deep breath and forced myself to focus on the task at hand. Getting to the track and escaping, preferably, with the group, but...I knew I was being hopeful.

My whole mind was a complete mess, that focusing on getting to the track...the hope at least someone would be there...

It was the only thing stopping me from completely breaking.

I clenched my jaw and scanned around our surroundings, keeping an eye on the walkers.
"We can't just run aimlessly...we need to find everyone."
T yelled from over his shoulder.
"And how the hell are we gonna do that!?"
I pointed south east.
"That way. You remember where we first found the prison, right? With that road and the tracks? We can wait there."
"That's too damn close! The walkers will be all over that place."
He shook his head.
"Our best bet is to just get somewhere safe, then think of something. We can even return after-"
I scowled at T.
"It'll be too late then. The walkers won't stop there without reason. They'll pass by if we stay-"