Chapter 12
It's been a couple weeks and a lot has happened that I don't care to share about so we are going to just say, Merle.
Merle was the issue, well, until he left the night I got back to the prison. That's over with now, but as I'm searching a building I hear the click of a gun behind me. I release a breath and spin as fast as I can and pull out my pistol pointing it right at my attacker's head.
Daryl.
"Fuck'in Hell man, I could of killed ya"
"But yer didn't," He commented
The two of us had been exploring for days now, scavenging for food, anything to take back with us. The group is struggling, winter is approaching and the crops are dying at a rapid rate. The group was dying.
Walkers have been lined up at our gates.
"These damned walkers have been knocking at our door" I snicker, "yelling LET ME IN!!!" I burst into a full on fit of laughter, my comment making so sense. A small chuckle coming from Daryl who had wandered over to a cabinet. He pulled out baby powder and diapers, I laughed harder as his face turned sour. Pinching the bag of diapers with two fingers.
"Surely Daryl Dixion isn't afraid of baby stuff" I wiggled my eyebrows teasingly. "Grr" He said in my direction. I calmed down enough to ask, "hows the little ass kicker, I haven't gotten time to see her"
"She do'in fine"
"That's good" I turned back to what I was doing.
The silence was comfortable, the wind whistling through the smashed windows and the rustle of leaves making its way into the room.
"How do you think Maggie and Glen are doing?" but alas my big mouth can't keep shut.
"They fine, they'd holler if they need somethin" Daryl responded in his signature monotone voice. I only hum to his answer, reaching as far as I can into the new cabinet I'm digging through. I grunt and yank out something solid and cool out, a big crash sounding not long after.
"Fuck!" I shout as I rub my ass. I hold up the little box and pull off its grey top. Inside bottles of spices sit untouched.
"I for sure thought this was gonna be a safe" Daryl announced with a snicker.
"Sure buddy" I quipped.
Third person:
Unbeknownst to the two the couple in the next house was struggling for their lives against a new group Maggie and Glen are taken and no one knows. Only thing left of them are the small pistol Maggie dropped.
-Sorry it's short :)
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