Ruin Me So You Can Save Yourself (Daryl Dixon X Male OC)

Part three: 38. No to Democracy

Daryl Dixon

I sit on my brother's bike by the road while walkers passing towards the farmhouse in the distance. I watch the barn burn down, flames are bright and go high up in the air attracting walkers. I saw a few cars with people hit the road so at least part of the group survived. I don't know if everybody did, but I sure as hell hope so. Then I hear a scream so I get up and kick the kickstarter driving towards the sound. I see Carol struggling to get away from a bunch of walkers.

"Come on. I ain't got all day." I call out as I stop by her. She runs up and gets on behind me, clinging to my shoulders as I drive off. "You good?" I glance at her over my shoulder.

"Yeah." She nods.

It takes us a few hours to go back to the highway where we had camp back in the day. On our way we see Glenn and Maggie in a car. I go first and they follow me. Then T-Dog with Lori and Beth catch up with us too. By the time we find the spot it's already morning, the sun is high up and bright. We get closer and I see Hershel, Rick, Carl. I park and get off the bike looking around. Where the hell is that guy?

"Where'd you find everyone?" Rick asked, turning to me.

"Well, this guy's tail lights zigzagging all over the road, figured he had to be Asian, driving like that." I say gesturing towards Glenn and he chuckles softly.

"Good one."

"Where's the rest of us?" I ask.

"We're the only ones who made it so far." Rick says resting his hands on his hips.

"Snahe?" Lori asks at which Rick shakes his head.

"Andrea?"

"She saved me, then I lost her." Carol answers.

"We saw her go down." T-Dog adds.

"Patricia?" Hershel asks.

"They got her too. Took her right from me. I was holding her hand." Beth sobs. "What about Jimmy, did you see Jimmy?"

"He was in the RV, it got overrun." Rick answers.

"What about Sam?" Carol asks.

Silence. Fucking silence killing me.

"He went off lookin' for Carl. Didn't you see 'im?'' I ask staring down at the kid.

Carl shakes his head.

"I'm gonna go back." I say stepping towards my bike and Rick holds out hand in front of me.

"No."

"The hell you mean "no"? We can't just leave 'im." I can't just leave him.

"We don't even know if he's there." Lori speaks.

"He isn't there. He isn't. He's somewhere else or he's dead. There's no way to find him." Rick says.

"Your fuckin' kiddin' me, right? That's your bloody son. You ain't even gonna look for 'im?" I ask, staring between Rick and Lori.

"There were walkers everywhere. Crawling all over the place. We can't risk it." Rick says. "We need to hit the road. Stay out the highways, the bigger the road the more walkers."

"He dies looking for your little bastard and you ain't even gonna acknowledge that? You just move the fuck on like he never even existed? Both of you?" I glance between Rick and Lori.

"Let's load the cars." Rick says, ignoring me completely and walking off to one of the trucks. People start getting into the cars.

"Daryl..." Carol grabs onto my arm gently and I immediately yank it out of her grip.