Slowly I opened my eyes and, taking my last breath, I managed to say:
"Goodnight love."
And I was gone... Or so I thought.
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"Erin? Wake up." An angelic voice whispered to my ear.
I opened my eyes and let out a small laugh.
"Paul?" My brother was besides me smiling.
"Hey." He hugged me.
"Am I dead?" He shook his head.
"Is this real?" I asked.
"Don't be silly, of course it's not."
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"Come on! COME ON!" I heard someone shout as a slight pain appeared in my chest. Someone put their mouth on mine and gave me some air.
"She's gone! Suck it! There is nothing we can do about it!" I recognized Rick's voice. What was going on?
"No! She is not gone, dammit!" It was Daryl.
"I feel a pulse.... It's faint." Hershel said as he pressed two fingers in my wrist.
Someone signed in relief. I still couldn't open my eyes even though I was dying to. Was this real? Was I dead? I couldn't be alive, I had felt my soul leaving my body plus, I was bit. There was no hope for me.
"Oh my God..." I heard Beth cry out. It seemed she was crying.
"She's alive?" A masculine voice asked, probably Glenn.
"I... Yes." Hershel responded letting go of my wrist. "But there are still risks, she lost a lot of blood. She could easily get an infection. As soon as she wakes up I'm going to ask her what her blood type is... Hopefully someone here has the same as her so we can make a blood transfer."
Everybody went silent for a minute. I could here people walking away after a while.
About twenty minutes passed when Glenn and Daryl started talking; they were probably alone.
"What are you looking at chinaman." Daryl snapped.
"You really care for her do you?" Glenn asked him. Daryl took my hand and hold it tight.
"Guess." He responded, probably shrugging.
"You know, when we killed Paul, Maggie couldn't help notice you were staring at her the whole time." Glenn said.
"Your point?" Daryl let go of my hand.
"Do you... love her?"
"Mind your own business chinaman." Man, Daryl could be rude when he wanted to.
"I just-"
"Go away!" Daryl shouted. It even made me jump in surprise and apparently he and Glenn noticed.
"Erin? It's me Gle-"
"Shut up chinaman!" Daryl snapped at him.
I did nothing. I couldn't. I barely remembered what had happened. I had got bit, that's for sure. I also remember telling Daryl goodbye but, apart from that... Nothing.
"Shit, just wake up!" Daryl exclaimed.
It was a war between me and my body. I wanted to open my eyes so badly it hurt but my body resisted.
Daryl came closer to me and whispered to my ear, "Wake up Erin. For Glenn, for Beth, for me."
He kissed my forehead gently and once again, took my hand.
Slowly I opened my eyes, seeing everything blurry at first.
Daryl's face was the first thing I saw. His cute smirk showing up. Then I began seeing my surroundings, noticing every little detail.
I was on top of a table in the cafeteria area, my clothe soaked in blood.
"Guys! She's awake!" Glenn shouted.
Everybody came running from the cell block. Hershel and Rick came in last.
"Hi Erin." Hershel smiled at me. I didn't like it, his voice was too kind; something was wrong.
"Wha- what happened?" I asked.
"You don't remember?" Daryl asked me confused.
"I was bit. Why am I not dead?" Things were getting strange.
"I'll explain Daryl." Hershel said looking at him. Daryl looked like he was going to snap at any moment. "You see Erin, after you were bit, Daryl brought you here immediately. We realized we don't want to loose you so we amputated your arm so the infection doesn't spread."
I made an effort to move my left arm when I realized I couldn't. I looked down and saw it was gone. A small moan came out of my lips.
"What the-" I screamed.
I tried to sit up and everybody tried to make me lay down again.
"You can't." Carol exclaimed
"Since when do you care about me?" I snapped at her. Right now, I wish I were dead.
"You don't have to be so rude." Rick said to me.
"Says the man who slapped me. Yeah, I still remember that part." Damn this people were annoying!
Rick tightened his fists and breathed heavily.
"So what? I'm going to have one arm now? How am I supposed to fucking survive out there!" I said.
I was being a total bitch. These people saved me and this is how I payed them back.
"I'm sorry." I said calmly. "I shouldn't be such a bitch."
"You're not a bitch." Daryl told me. This made me smile and I began to cry.
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Hahaha! She didn't die after all! I've decided to make my story way longer so... Yeah. For all of you who love Daryl/ Erin moments next chapter I'd for you! Haha lots of love, lots of romantic things. Please comment and tell your friends about Walk with Me.
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FanfictionErin Patterson is a lonely girl living in a world full of death; a world where the dead eat the living. With her brother dead and Rick (the leader of a group of survivors) being responsible for it, he decides to not leave her behind and so, Erin inc...