The next morning, I managed to pry myself out of bed. If I was able to just lay in bed for the rest of my life and grieve the loss of Siddiq, I would. But I know that isn't what he would want for me. He would want me to live my life and be happy, even if everything feels so hopeless right now.
A few of us are in the infirmary questioning Dante who we discovered is a Whisperer. It was Daryl, Merle, Gabriel, Seb, Carl and I. Rosita wanted to be in here too, but I told her to just focus on Coco right now. Everyone else tried to tell me to leave, but I can't. I need to know why this happened. I need to know why my husband needed to die.
Daryl had just got done shoving his fist into Dante's face. "Hope that hurts." He growled at the murderer in front of us.
Dante spit a tiny bit of blood out of his mouth and onto the infirmary floor. "It doesn't matter. None of this matters. Watch enough people get incinerated, devoured alive, you see how ridiculous it is getting attached to ourselves. But knowing that sets you free."
"So that's what you're doing?" Seb groaned. "You're setting us free?"
"If you learn that lesson, it'll only help you." Dante smirked at all of us.
"What, so we can be more like you?" Daryl asked while lighting a cigarette he just put in his mouth."
"Accept the future." Dante shrugged.
"Hard to accept a future when mine was just fucked over." I said before taking a deep breath. Carl walked over to me and sat down beside me before wrapping an arm around me.
Gabriel then started speaking to Dante. "Siddiq depended on you. Why put him through all that hell in the barn just to kill him months later? I- I can't see an ideology behind that."
"I liked Siddiq."
"Oh, you liked him?" I scoffed at Dante. "Just fuck off will you?"
"He wasn't part of the plan." Dante tried explaining as if that's supposed to make me feel better. "But he found out who I was, so I had no choice."
"Oh ya had a choice." Merle growled. "Ya just chose wrong. Now what the hell's this plan of yers?"
"Encourage your paranoia about us." Dante shrugged while continuing to smirk. "Which will push you into bad decisions. Places like this are cruel promises to their people, and they crumble at the smallest nick. Hell, I'm gonna enjoy watching you rip each other apart over what to do with me. Just like with Negan."
"Is that what you want? A public reckoning? A chance to be heard." Gabriel asked.
"Listen, you might just want to shut up now." I warned Dante. "Cause every word out of your mouth is just brings us one second closer to me actually shoving my sword up your ass. I know I've threatened that to people in the past, but now I actually mean it. I want you to die slow.."
"No." Dante laughed. "See, cause that's what you'll give me. A chance to be heard. Because it's right."
"We helped you." Carl stated while glaring at the murderer.
"Why?" Dante asked us all. "'Cause you wanted another doctor around?"
"Don't even pull that shit." Merle snapped. "We helped ya before we knew ya were a doctor."
"But still," Danted chuckled. "You got something from me, too. Don't pretend you didn't. No one is actually kind."
"Siddiq was." I spoke up. "He was. And God, he hated you. But he was still nice and kind towards you even with all your creepiness."
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Fighting for our Future {TWD Daryl Dixon}
FanfictionNora has always had a troubled life, but the zombie apocalypse just made it even harder. She finds a little girl out in the woods alone, and decides to take care of her until she can reunite her with her group. When she does meet the group however...
