Dixon #3

Chapter Fourteen

Cheristy had been gone for two days now. We were sending people everywhere, hoping to find her but the only trace to her was an arrow that had laid in the front of the forest with a note and Wally Talky waiting with the arrow. Leaving only one explanation. Someone had taken my daughter.

And man would that damn bastard or bastards pay. I had only just gotten her back and started to relearn who she is. Then as soon as she was given she was taken away.
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The group was worked up too, Cheristy had seemed to be a upgraded version of Beth, I hated to say that but it seemed true. She had the sweetness, the smile, the laughter. But was updated with brains, skill, and unfortunately the brokenness. I dreaded every time I called Cheristy broken, but it was fitting. Her eyes seemed dull of a sparkle, the sparkle being replaced with fear. Yet she tried masking it all with her hot shot attitude.

But the search for Cheristy seemed hopeless, the rally Talky would only spit words out like,"Missing your girl yet?"  or "Oh look her hair's blonde now, oh wait you can't see her!" Yet Cheristy's voice was never on the other line.

What were they doing to her? Was the question that boggled everyone as well as, where is Cheristy?

It became a week since her missing and still her voice never came on the line, the only time we heard her voice is when she snapped back at whoever was holding her captive.

"I'm going out again,"I stated, grabbing my cross bow and the thing that versify had made for me,"Anyone coming with?"

They all looked at me with sympathy, I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at them skeptically.

"What happened to all y'all's faces?"

Rick stood up and walked over to me.

"Daryl, you're wasting your time."

I glared at him and spat,"To hell im not."

He sighed and put a hand on my shoulder,"Cheristy...she's de-"

"Hell no I'm not."

My head snapped to the door way, Cheristy stood there. Her expression was blank and she looked beaten up.

I quickly ran to her. Everyone Elsa seemed to as well, but they let me pass.

Cheristy closed the door, pulling her hand away. The door knob was bloody, I quickly looked at her hands. They were red, bloody.

She held a blank expression as she said,"I need sleep, if you need me, I'll be on my window seat."

I looked at her as she brushed past me. Everyone was silent.

What the hell had just happened?

She'd been gone for two weeks, then she just shows up and acts like her but disappearance wasn't at all important.

I quickly grabbed onto her arm, she screeched, pain filling her voice.

"Take your jacket off, now." I said sternly.

She looked me dead in the eyes, fear flickered in her eyes.

She slowly took her jacket off, however not her gloves, I knew the story behind them and didn't want to pry. I knew better.

I saw no blood just deep purple bruises that had a yellowish tone to them.

"Why the hell happened?" I asked her looking her dead in the eyes. She looked at me, a fire flaming within her irises.

"what happened? Lots of things, nothing major though just got beat up a couple times. But I'm fine. Leave. Me. Alone." She said, daggers ran through her voice.

She slipped her jacket back on and glared at the group before going upstairs.

CHERISTYS POV

Yes, I know. I'm being a bratty bitch. But like always I had my damn reasons.

I frankly was getting quite sick of everything, I felt like I was getting raped, kidnapped, and beat up every week. I personally thought that everyone except for me had a calendar and an appointment of what hour they could come and do their worse to me.

Maybe it was just a bunch of ironic things, maybe it was just horrid luck.

Everyone acted like it was such a big deal, what there I go flipping off again. Sorry not sorry.

Every bone in my body felt as if it would crumple into a million pieces, every piece of of my skin felt like it was going to erupt in bruises, and I had no idea what to do about it.

I couldn't hide out all day and hope that I wouldn't be touched or talked to, I couldn't be scared of the outside world.... I just couldn't.

I had to keep going, that's what this world was all about. Striving on, so that you could hope to see the end of it all.

"You don't have to go through this alone, you know?" I turned form facing the window, looking straight into the blue eyes I knew so well.

"What makes you say that, Carl?"I asked.

"Well there are at least four people that would gladly sacrifice a limb for you, me being one of those people."