South Tree * TWD

30. Decision You Don't Like

Lillian stood near the car with Michonne, while the trusted adults made the decision on what to do about both Merle and Michonne. Rick told Lillian to make sure Michonne did nothing stupid but she was sure it was to just keep her over by the car. Lillian was back, sitting on the side of the road in front of the car like she had been before.

She was ready to go back to the prison. She liked the showers, the ac, the lights back at Woodbury but it was nothing compared to being with people she cared about. She wanted to go back to the prison and give Colton, Carol, Lori, and even Carl a massive hug. Hell she wanted to give everyone a hug that was there. Besides the prisoners. That reminded her of Oscar, the one that went with them but died. She wondered how his prison friends were gonna react. She hoped that they wouldn't freak out at least.

Lillian looked over at Michonne. She was leaning against the side mirror of the car, her body facing the group. She looked exhausted. Lillian was too but definitely less than everyone else was cause apparently she had gotten 'so much sleep'. There goes that burning in her throat again. She tried to block it out. She didn't want to remember it, she didn't want to remember any of it. She wanted it to go back to the way it was before her daddy— No. Before Caden showed up.

"Daryl, are you serious? Daryl!" She heard Glenn call out. She watched as Rick and Daryl made their way back towards the car. Lillian watched as Daryl walked over to the trunk and opened it.

"No him, no me. That's all I can say." Daryl told Rick. This comment made Lillian furrow her eyebrows. Were they making Merle leave? Was Daryl going with him.

"What's going on?" Lillian questioned as she stood up. Daryl only looked at her for a second before looking back in the trunk.

"Take care of yourself. Take care of lil ass-kicker, Carl, Lillian." Daryl told him as he put on his backpack. "He's one tough kid."

"No. No— Daryl. Daryl! I'm coming with." Lillian put on her backpack quickly, following behind Daryl as he began to walk. He quickly turned around when he heard Lillian behind him.

"No. Ya aren't." Daryl sighed, he looked down but not really at the kid.

"What do you mean? Why not?" Lillian furrowed her eyebrows at him, her hands pulling at the bottom of her shirt.

"Too dangerous out here for ya. Ya deserve some place like the prison, Lils. Don't— Don't make this harder than it has ta be." Daryl told her, his voice low but soft at the same time.

"So you're just leaving...?" Lillian asked, she felt the tears well in her eyes as she tried her best to blink them away. Daryl gave her a small nod. "No. We can figure this out. You don't gotta go." Lillian pleaded, stepping forward to grab onto his hand. He quickly tore his hand out of hers.

"No there ain't. Yer goin' back to the prison, I'm not. Ya did the same thing with yer dad." Daryl basically spat at her. Lillian was confused by his sudden burst of anger, but it only made her more angry as she gave him a mean glare. He turned around to walk away but before Lillian could follow, she felt a hand grab onto her arm.

Lillian tried to tear her arm away but she was only restrained more with Rick kneeled on the group, wrapping his arms completely around the girl so she couldn't move.

"Fuck you! Fuck you!" Lillian yelled to Daryl. Tears came out of her eyes that she couldn't control as she started to break down. "You're just like the others! You're leaving just like the others! You're leaving and you promised you wouldn't!" Lillian yelled as she cried. Her vision completely blurred by her tears. She pushed against Rick's hold, trying to get loose but it didn't work.

"Let me go!" Lillian yelled through a sob.

"It's okay... Its okay, Lilli." Rick mumbled to her, his voice soft and quiet as he spoke. Lillian gave up, letting her head drop.