walk with me

Chapter eight

Things between me and Daryl went cold. I felt alone again, depressed. Not because Daryl didn't love me back but because once again, I had no one to turn to.

The next morning I had woken up early so I could move back to my old cell without anyone asking. I was gathering my stuff when Daryl cleared his throat.

"What?" I snapped at him.

"Ye' don't have to move out ye' know." I laughed a little.

"No Daryl, I do. If you excuse me I will continue packing."

"I'll help."

"No you wont."

He looked at me. He was not an easy person to read but you could tell he felt bad for me.

"Fine." He snarled.

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"Be ready after breakfast." Rick ordered to me. "Glenn, Maggie, Daryl, you and myself are going to get some supplies."

I didn't even bother to eat something, instead I went to my cell.

"What do you want?" I asked Daryl as he approached.

"Look, I'm not good at this shit. I really have never been in a real relationship." Daryl began. Fuck, he had prepared one of those fucking, corny speeches guys gave girls when they messed up.

"All my relationships were fake. Never cared for those bitches." So Daryl had been a womanizer ugh?

"So I'm sorry if you wanted me to say that I fucking love you but then it would be worse because I dont." Geez, thanks Dixon. "I'm not saying that I don't care for you or that I don't like you."

I heard Rick call for us and started walking. Daryl wouldn't let me out of the cell though.

His hand grabbed my chin and slowly kissed me.

"Move Dixon." I snapped.

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"Where the hell are we going?" Maggie asked while Rick took care of a walker.

"I already told you, I don't know." Rick was a good leader, I'll give you that but, sometimes he went coo-coo.

I was tired, my legs ached. Five hours on these bloody woods an we had found nothing.

"Why are we wasting our time?" I asked.

"Face it, we ain't got nothing better to do." Said Daryl looking at me directly in the eyes.

"Sure we do!" I chuckled. "What if that Governor guy decides to attack the prison when we are gone?"

"I told you, we are in peace with that asshole." Snapped Rick.

"Don't you snap at me! Plus, you should be taking care if your newborn! What kind of parent you are? Letting Beth all the baby responsibilities when it's your child!"

Rick turned around and slapped me; making me fall and hurt my ankle. I could taste blood.

"What the fuck!" Daryl yelled at him. He helped me get back on my feet and punched Rick on the face.

"What the?" Said Rick as he touched his probably broken nose.

Maggie and Glenn stood there shocked. It wasn't until a bunch of walkers appeared that they came back to their senses.

"Shit" Daryl, Rick and I said looking at the motherfuckers coming.

We all took out our guns and fired, causing more walkers to come. I grabbed my hatchet and walked towards the walkers, taking them down one by one.

We had killed them all when Maggie yelled at me.

"Watch out!!" I turned around just to crash into a walker whom quickly took my arm and bit it, taking a big chunk of flesh.

An arrow put a stop to the walker and seconds later Daryl was by my side.

"No. No. You are not to leave me. No." He said, desperate to think if a way to help.

Even though I hated to look weak tears accumulated in my eyes. The pain was unbearable.

Glenn and Maggie came to me, crying. I was loosing a lot of blood. I was dying.

"You can't leave me!" Yelled Daryl looking in my eyes, waiting for me to say something.

A moan escaped my lips. The pain was awful.

"I love you." Daryl said as a tear ran down his cheek.

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Author's note

This is not the ending of the book!! Oh, and, please comment and tell your friends how awesome this book is:)

Ps: again, that is not the ending!!! And sorry if there are any spelling mistakes.