I back up slowly, letting one get close enough for me to stab it in the head. One down. I pull my crossbow over my shoulder and shoot one. That's two. I jump on top of a produce display and ready up another bolt.I shoot another, and it takes down two. I lose my footing though, and a walker is right on me. I struggle with it before it takes me down. I manage to push its head far back enough, and slip my knife under it's chin.
I push the dead guy off me, and quickly shoot the other three in the head. I run through the aisles, grabbing as much as I can. I know that the shots will have attracted more walkers. I run with the cart to the truck and quickly unload the items, as I see walkers pouring onto the street, I decide to throw the shopping cart in there as well. I sprint to the door and get in, fumbling with the keys, I manage to start the car.
I drive back to the camp, heart pounding. I haven't had to deal with that many walkers in a long time. I park the truck with the others, and when I get out, I hear people in the group frantically shouting my name.
"Over here!" I call. I start to unload the groceries into the cart when I see Andrea running towards me. I smile at her. Which is met by a slap in the face.
"What the fuck?" I yell, rubbing my face.
"People were worried! Sophia is already gone, and now people were freaking out about you!" I notice her nostrils flaring and her face getting red as she yells.
"Whatever. Couldn't you have seen the missing truck? Enjoy your supplies." I say weakly, before storming off into the woods.
Daryl's POV.
I wake up, and notice something strange, no heavy breathing in the tent. I sit up, and notice Mina isn't in the tent. I notice her book lying on the ground. I pick it up to see what she was writing. I'm shocked when I see a drawing of myself. I feel a small smile pulling at my lips.
It's quickly withdrawn when I remember she isn't here. I open the tent flap and see Rick and Shane talking.
"Have you seen Mina?" I ask.
"Not since yesterday. Otis didn't make it, but we got a lot of supplies." Rick informs me.
I don't care about Otis. Barely even talked to him.
I rush over to Andrea. "Mina is gone. Have you seen her?"
"No, I haven't, but I'll keep watch from the RV." She says with a sad look on her face.
In about an hour, we've searched everywhere. "Mina! Mina!" I yell over and over again. I kick a rock and slump down to the ground. I decide to search the woods a little bit, but nothing. I go back to the tent and notice footprints. Shit, why didn't I think of this before. I start to follow the tracks when I hear a vehicle squeal to a stop. Apparently no one else heard it, because they're still calling for Mina.
"Over here!" I hear her call from a truck, my truck . I walk towards hee but Andrea pushes passed me. I stop and wait.
Andrea slaps Mina, knocking the poor girl to the ground. I see Mina mouth something before darting into the bush. I jog towards Andrea.
"Good job." I say sarcastically.
"She had people freaking out. She needed to learn to not just leave." Andrea says unfazed.
"And you're going to get that across by slappin' her?" I scoff. "I'm gonna go find her.
I walk into the bush noticing her footprints. They lead me to a rock, where I see her sitting, quietly crying.
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Something More than This. (The Walking Dead)
FanficMina Jameson is doing what it takes to survive. She's used to being alone, but will Rick Grimes and his group change that for her?