Something More than This. (The Walking Dead)

Injured

I poke my food with my fork. I look across me at Daryl and Carol and feel annoyed. I roll my eyes and take a bite of potatoes. I look up again, and leave in anger at what I see. Carol kisses Daryl, right in front of me.

I run towards the camp with no destination in mind. Then I see it, tucked under a sweater, a bag of prescription drugs. I grab the bag and happiness courses through me when I see it. The blue meth. No one knew why it was blue, but it was, and it was good.

I take the bag back to my tent and get to work.

Daryls POV

"What are ye doin ?" I ask, shocked pulling away from Carol.

"It was just-" she starts.

I pull away from the table trying to chase after Mina. A light illuminates her tent and I run towards it. I unzip the tent and anger takes over. Merle's drugs are on the floor and Mina has a glazed look to her eyes. A look I knew all too well. Her head is tipped over a pile of drugs and she sharply inhales.

"Mina!" I snap. "The fuck do ye think you're doing!?"

"Oh hey Daryl." Her voice is weak and higher than usual.

Without thinking I grab onto her hair and pull. "Drugs? Really Mina, how pathetic do you have to be?"

Mina's POV

I feel like I'm not even here anymore. Like I'm back with Trevor.

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"Again Erica? Can't you lay off the drugs for one day?" Trevor screams at me, and I shrug, tipping my head over the pile if meth and snorting some up. I feel my hair being yanked and he throws me into a wall.

I tense up and brace for the hit.

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My whole body feels numb, I expect Daryl to hit me but he doesn't . Instead he takes the bag of drugs and tosses it out of the tent before sitting down across from me.

"Go away. " I say weakly. "Or you know what, let's take a walk, I wanna kill something!" I stand up and grab my bow and a sweater. I leave the tent with Daryl trailing behind me.

I walk into the bushes and it doesn't take too long to find what I'm looking for. I whistle to draw the attention of the female walker. I walk towards it, arm outstretched. She snaps at my hand and I pull it back.

"You want a piece of this? C'mon and get me bitch." I call out to the walker. She advances again and I shove her back laughig as I do so. Suddenly she drops, bolt sticking out of her face.

"That's no fun. Killjoy." I whine at Daryl.

"She was trying to kill you." He says simply.

"So? Let her try. Now I gotta find another." I sigh and continue walking. Bingo, a male walker about my height appears to my left. I punch it in the skull and kick his legs, causing him to fall. I continue to hit him in the head and notice him growing weaker. I finish it off with a kick in the skull. I want to kill more. I start to walk forward when I feel something heavy hit my head, and everything goes black.

I wake up and feel an arm around me. Daryl's arm. The events from last night are hazy, but I remember one thing. The drugs, I feel a lump in my throat but before I can react I feel Daryl stirring beside me. I quickly close my eyes and feign sleep, adjusting my breathing this time. I hear Daryl writing something down. I wait a few minutes after he leaves before getting out of bed and checking it.