✓ A Future To Die For ↠ D. Dixon | The Walking Dead

1. A Future To Die For

I slowly walked through the woods, trying to avoid any of the monsters. I heard moaning coming from behind me and I knew that those things were there. I quickly pulled out my knife and took two of them out. There was still seven and I didn't think I could take them all. I lashed out with my knife and took one of them out. That left six. I repeated the process four more time. Then my blade snapped. What a cheap knife.

"Shit," I said, knowing that this was going to be the end. I kept inching back as the monsters came closer. My back pressed against a tree and I knew for sure that I was going to get eaten. I closed my eyes and waited for teeth to sink into my skin but I felt nothing. There also was no more moaning.

"Are ye just goin' to stand there with your eyes closed?" a man with a hillbilly accent asked. I quickly opened my eyes and came face-to-face with a muscular man with a crossbow.

"Well, are ya comin' or not?" he asked in a frustrated tone. I nodded and followed him. We walked for about ten minutes when we came to a little camp. People were sitting around a campfire, chatting and laughing. The man led me over to them.

"Here. I found someone in the forest." With that, he walked away, leaving me with the group of people. A woman with long brown hair came up to me.

"Hi. I'm Lori Grimes. My husband is the leader here," she said, leading me over to the campfire. She introduced me to the rest of the group.

"Who was that man who brought me here?" I asked her when she was done introducing me to everyone.

"That's Daryl Dixon. He's not much of a people person." Well, I could see that. Lori handed me a bowl of food and sat down. When dinner was over, Daryl reappeared. Rick and him started talking in hushed voices. When they were done, Daryl looked pissed. He walked over to me.

"Get your shit. Ye are moving into my tent." I stood there with my mouth open as he walked away.

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I crawled into the tent and tried falling asleep. It was no use. Every time I closed my eyes, the monsters were everywhere. I sat up quickly and met the gaze of Daryl.

"What are you staring at?" I snapped.

"An insane woman." He didn't say anything after that and fell asleep. I sighed and laid back down. So, I'm an insane person huh? Well, I'd rather be insane than a heartless asshole.

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I woke up with a body on top of me. It was Daryl. He was sleeping, but the way he was positioned, it looked like he was trying to cuddle me. I tried to wiggle out from under him but only managed to get my arm free. Worst part was that I'm extremely claustrophobic. I tried wiggling free again but this time Daryl woke up. He looked at the situation we were in and quickly got off of me. His face turned a deep red and he was fiddling with the zipper on the tent. He was so embarrassed that he couldn't even open the tent door. I reached over and unzipped it. Daryl quickly scrambled out of the tent and headed to the woods with his crossbow. I started laughing. He obviously wasn't use to cuddling. I stopped giggling before I reached the group. Only Lori, T-Dogg, Dale, and Carl were there.

"Where is everyone else?" I asked.

"Down by the lake washing clothes," Lori said. I nodded and started going towards the lake. I was almost there when I saw a familiar face. It was my brother, Adam. He wasn't here last night, I knew that for sure.

"Tessa!" he yelled, running towards me. I hugged him.

"I thought you were dead," I whispered. He walked beside my up to the camp. When we arrived back at the campsite, the whole group was there, including Daryl.

"Hey, guys, this is my brother, Adam," I said.

"I've already met Rick," Adam said and Rick smiled warmly at him.

"I didn't know he was your brother, but we have some news." He looked at the rest of the group.

"Adam has offered us a place to stay." I looked up at Adam and smiled. He smiled back.

"We will get everything packed tonight and leave tomorrow." I nodded to Rick and led Adam over to a table.

"I've got to go and pack but I'll catch up with you later," I said, heading towards the tent. I started folding my blanket when Daryl came in. He silently packed beside me, making sure we didn't touch.

"What happened this morning wasn't a big deal,you know," I said when I was done packing. Daryl ignored me and went outside with his stuff. He seriously wasn't a people person. I followed him out to his truck.

"You'll be riding with me," he said, not even looking at me. I put my bag in the back with his, making sure not to touch his bike. It was getting dark now and Carol started cooking something that I recognized as squirrel. I almost gagged. I'm okay with deer or duck but squirrels and possums I couldn't stand. Daryl noticed my reaction.

"Don't look like that. You ate some last night." I eyed him warily. I can't believe that the soup stuff last night had squirrel in it. I uneasily sat beside Adam. He looked at me worriedly.

"Are you okay?" he asked me. I nodded.

"I hope you have something better to eat at your place because I can't live off of squirrels." He started chuckling.

"If you get desperate enough, you'll eat them." I playfully punched him in the arm.

"When pigs fly," I said, laughing.

"How about when the dead walk." Boy, my brother sure did turn into a buzz kill.