We Can Sleep Now

Chapter 16

Rick is outside the wear house, holdin my great weapon.

My lips can't help but form into a smile at the sight of my bow.

I forget the anger.

"Where's Hershel man?" Rick looks down, and I feel a sense of fear. I hadn't been that close to him, but he was somethin to me. I know that.

"C'mon." He says, noddin his head for me to walk, "I'll tell you everythin."

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Beth's point of view.

"Saved me"

"Thanks"

"Loved ya"

"Daryl"

"Alive."

As soon as my eyes fluttered open I knew somethin was wrong.

I'm not supposed to be alive.

But not just that, I was really off, somethin was wrong.

A machine beside me was beepin quite fast, and I try to look around.

My face feels swollen and my stomach is sore, along with my arms.

Bringin my fingers to my nose I feel a small tube snake inside and go down my throat.

I caugh, hopin a figure would emerge from the blue curtains.

Then I realized I was bein covered by the sweet leather vest, that belonged to Daryl.

It smell just like him, I snuggled closer into it, thankful for its warmth.

"You're awake." A voice said as I huddled in the vest.

I glanced up, Dr.Edwards stood in front of the blue curtains that surrounded me.

I panicked, am I back at Grady?

Did they kill everyone and save me because I'm immune?

My body was dressed in a large faded green T-shirt and sweat pants.

Of course there was an IV in my arm, so I quickly pulled it out, gatherin the vest around me preparing for a fight.

"Beth we are at Alexandria, we stitched you up after a tree fell and pierced your stomach, Rick brought me here."
Tree in my stomach, what?

"Bullshit." I spit, and then I take fleet, pullin out the tube in my nose, which resulted to quite an amount of pain.

I tried to sprint passed him but he quickly grabbed hold of my shoulders, and my feet were not exactly with great balance.

My head thudded loudly in my ears and purple spots clouded my vision.

"You got up to fast, Beth lay back down." He hissed, as I struggled from his grip.

Unfortunately he dragged me back down to the metal table, I let out a scream, but it died out as he placed a hand over my mouth.

My body hurt, everything was spinnin and as soon as I felt a prick in my arm I instantly fell back into my sleep.

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Daryl's point of view.

Every story Rick told me sounded more fake, gruesome and heart achin than the last.

"The governor, he killed Hershel, right in front of the prison gates, before he blew up the prison with a tank."

I wanted to chuckle and at the same time I felt empty at the loss.

"Did the son of a bitch die?" I ask, lookin down at my hands.

Rick nods, smilin.

"You got out with Beth, together for a while, and they took her,"

"Who?" I quickly interject, suddenly I remember it, runnin behind a car with a painted white cross on the end, walkers swarmin all around.

"Daryl?" Rick asks for the second time, I look up, blinkin slowly, it felt so odd. As if I was relivin the moment.

"They took her and you were different, like a piece of you was missin. You were," air wheezes in between his teeth as I hold my breath, my mind physically hurtin from the information I am bein told.

People tellin me what I have done, even though I have no memory of it, but I desperately try to get them back, I'm graspin at straws.

"Broken." He finishes.

I only nod,
Beth fixed me.

I wonder what it felt like to be fixed.