A single tear slipped down my face as I sat still for a moment. There was no way id be going back to sleep after that. My whole family were at that party. Now, everyone who was there, apart from my dad and Briana, are dead.
It wasn't till after the party when we found Tyler. He was pretty shaken up but that's when we started to understand what was happening. Even now, after all this time, I still refuse to accept what happened that day. The way the world fell apart and people died. It was horrible. One that I wanted to forget but just couldn't.
I sat there a little bit longer, fighting back the tears, before I decided to climb down from my bed. Briana was still fast asleep and I didn't want to wake her so I walked onto the little balcony outside our cell.
From what I could hear, I was the only one awake so I rested my arms on the railings and sighed. It was already getting light outside and sooner or later Rick would call me down to go in that run. It was all I tried concentrating on as I continued to fight back the tears. I wasn't going to cry. Not now. I couldn't allow myself to show the fear it was winning.
It won.
I moved away from the railing and slid myself down the wall outside mine and Briana's cell. That's when all of the emotions from that day flooded out. The tears stremaing down my face. That day happened so fast. If only they were here now. What would they be doing? Would they all still be alive? What if there was something I could've done to stop it happening? Stop them all from dying?
I bought my knees to my chest and carefully rested my head on top of them, looking at the wall opposite me. The tears continuing to fall. I couldn't stop them. Even when I closed my eyes, that day was all I could think about. The events going over and over in my mind.
"Lily?" Someone whispered.
For a second I didn't move, but when I did I wiped my eyes and looked around to them. Daryl was standing outside his cell looking back at me. I hadn't even heard him wake up or come out of his cell. I was just so wrapped up in my own emotions that the prison around me was like a blur.
He then made his way over to me and offered out his hand. At first I hesitated as I could feel the tears beginning to rise again, but sure enough I took his hand and he pulled me to my feet. Without another word said, he pulled me straight into a hug and that was it. As I hugged him back, the tears I'd been fighting made their way down my face and onto the fabric of his shirt.
"Are you okay?" He asked softly whilst rubbing his hand on my back to to comfort me. I didn't answer him at first. I just focused myself on taking deep breaths to calm myself down.
"I..It's stupid" I sighed resting my head on his chest. "It was just a bad dream. Like a flashback to when all this started." I stopped again to take another deep breath. "It was my cousin's sixteenth birthday and my whole family..." I couldn't finish the sentence before I trailed off into yet another flood of tears. As I did, Daryl then squeesed me tighter against him, softly resting his chin on the top of my head. I have to admit, him being here right now was all I needed.
We stood, embraced in a hug, for a little while longer before I managed to calm myself down. The whole time Daryl not once losening his grip or letting go. He just held me close and comforted me as I sobbed. It was all the comfort I needed after everything that's happened.
He then took me into his cell and I sat myself down on the bed. Daryl, on the other hand, left for a minute or two before coming back with some water and some sort of tissue. It looked as though it had been stomped in some mud and I couldn't help but shake my head and let out a short laugh at the disgust on Daryl's face as he held it in his hand.
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Daryl's Girl
Fanfiction"When there's no more room in hell, the dead will walk the earth." Ever since the world turned, all Lily did was hide. She didn't know how to fight, didn't know how to survive and didn't know how to stand up for herself. The manipulation she receive...