Nyla ➳ D. Dixon

Chpt. XIV

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Daryl helps Carol stand up, telling her not to look. To my surprise she shoves him away and goes back to the R.V. in a jog.

Hershel sits at a crouch with Maggie by his side standing with a hand placed on his shoulder as a form of comfort. Behind them is Beth, Jimmy, and Patricia. Beth cries into Jimmy, while he wraps his arms around her and puts his head onto hers— Patricia stands idly by with Snowy by her side.

We locked eyes, his eyes read anger. He was pissed at the group, not me. Hopefully.

Him and The Green's left the barn to head back into the farm, Daryl starts to walk away and mutters "C'mon." I limply follow him. When we walked past the house I saw Snowy layed down on his side with his back towards me, I stopped and looked up at Daryl who simply continued walking.

I pondered on if I should go talk to him, but something deep inside me knew that he wanted to be alone—To ponder on his outrage. I chose to stick with Daryl, as it should be.

We walked almost ten feet away from the farm where a lonesome chimney sat collecting nature, Daryl sat down on the concrete floor. "Go get me a stick, will ya." He told me.

I obliged and headed over towards the nearest tree where a couple of sticks were scattered across the grass—I grabbed as many as I could fit in my mouth and trotted back to Daryl to plop them right in front of him. "Thanks." He muttered while grabbing a stick and taking out his hunting knife and began sharpening it to create a new for his crossbow. I lay in front of him to watch but not intriguing.

An hour has passed by when we left the farmhouse when none other than Lori who's pregnant with "Rick's" kid but I know that's not true, it's technically Shane's. "Moving to the suburbs?" Daryl didn't respond and continued on what he was doing.
"Listen, Beth's in some kind of catatonic shock. We need Hershel." She says stopping in front of Daryl.

"Yeah. So what?" He asks, continuing on sharpening his stick. Ignoring her.

She crouches down to his level, "So I need you to run into town real quick and bring him and Rick back." Why don't you do it yourself? Daryl doesn't respond, "Daryl?"

He pauses on his work to turn to glare at the brunette, "Your bitch went window-shopping. You want him, go fetch him yourself." He goes back to his work. "I got better things to do."

"What's the matter with you? Why would you be so selfish?" Excuse me? Selfish? I growled at that. How dare she?

Daryl stands up right away, "Selfish? Listen to me, Olive Oyl. I was out there looking for that little girl every single day. I took an bullet and an arrow in the process." He pointed his knife at her. "Don't you tell me about me getting my hands dirty! You want those two idiots? Have a nice ride. I'm done looking for people." Daryl sat back down and continued sharpening his stick.

Lori left after that.

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Later on in the evening, I stare out at the fire while Daryl adds more wood to the fire just as Carol walks towards us, "We can't find Lori" Daryl just ignores her, staring at the fire. "And the others aren't back yet either."

"Yeah. That dumb bitch must've gone off looking for 'em." He pokes the fire with a large branch. "What?" She asked, Her mouth is slightly agape.

"Yeah, she asked me to go. I told her I was done bein' an errand boy." He replies.

"And you didn't say anything?" Daryl just ignores her. "Don't do this. Please. I've already lost my girl." She tells him. I whimper at that.

Daryl stands up and gets into Carol's face, "That wasn't my problem neither." He seethes before going back to our camp. I started to get angry; how can he say that? That was a little girl!

I started to ignore their bickering until I heard Daryl say; "You're afraid. You're afraid 'cause you're all alone. You got no husband, no daughter." Is he really saying this? "You don't know what to do with yourself. You ain't my problem! Sofia wasn't mine!" He yells, a finger pointing in her face. "All you had to do was keep an eye on her" I growled at Daryl. How dare he say some hurtful shit like that!?

Daryl walks away first while Carol starts to walk back to the farmhouse, Daryl went inside the tent while I simply lay outside the tent. Angry at Daryl but also myself.