Confide in Fear | DARYL DIXON •1

27- Gone

Alex's  *POV*

"Walkers." I call out in a whisper, turning my head to speak to everyone besides me. We walk together, approaching the parking lot of the hospital, killing the few walkers in a quick manner. Making our way towards the place quietly, a door suddenly opens which bangs on the wall, only to reveal Rick who's face was distraught as his eyebrows pulled together and his eyes staring at the ground. In seconds, he notices us, stopping a few feet away. Sasha comes walking out behind him with Ryan standing next to her. I give them a questioning look, but they nod their heads, making me think about everyone who had gone into the hospital together.

With more appearances, Tyreese walks out holding on to Carol, her body hunched forward as she's too weak to even stand. I begin walking towards them, to get a better view to try and see where everyone else was. Daryl was walking out slowly, his arms holding a petite blonde, her legs dangling over his arms. It took me just seconds to realize who it was. Beth. A heart shattering cry came from behind me.

Turning my head, Maggie is kneeling on the ground. Her voice becoming hoarse as she cries, looking at her lifeless sister in Daryl's arms. My eyes began to tear up as I watch Glenn drip to his knees to hold Maggie in his arms, trying to comfort her.

"No!" Maggie yelled through her cries.

I turned around, my eyes instantly finding Daryl with Beth. His face was emotionless, his body still. I could still sense the sadness that ran throughout him. His face was red and wet, still crying as he began to walk towards Maggie. Her voice still shaking along with her body, she stays on the ground, calling out for Beth.

It's been days after Beth's death. Maggie didn't say a word, no one tried to speak to her, but we were looking out for her. Rick took a small group to Noah's old home town community to see if his family were still alive, as well as any other valuable things, while the rest of us stood back somewhere in the woods, waiting.

It had gotten colder by the day, which meant fall was definitely almost over and winter was coming. I was hoping to find a jacket for the time being, but I'm sure everyone else was hoping that too, since we all had only long sleeves and sweaters on.

The group had nothing to say to each other, so It just stood quiet most of the time. Of course, between us all, there was no such thing as awkward silence. But it was a silence that had started to become uncomfortable to me. It was making me think about how cold I was, how thirsty I was and just how exhausted I was. We all felt that way.

In the woods, we all sat around resting as we waited for Rick and the group go get back to us. Daryl made it easy and left marks for them to remember where we were. I sit besides Maggie, keeping her company since Glenn had accompanied Rick. I noticed that Daryl wasn't sitting with any of us and that he had been a couple of trees away, alone and sitting against one.

"I'll be right back, okay?" I rub Maggie's arm, but she didn't flinch or even care to respond. I didn't blame her.

"Are you okay?" I walk up to Daryl and kneel down in front of him. "You look like you could use some sleep."

He ignored me and continued to look down at his hands that were playing with some rock he must've picked up beside him. "Hey, I'm right here for you. If you need to sleep, you know I got you." I put my hand on his knees and wait for an answer, or even just a look.

"I don't... I just- just leave me alone." Daryl responds with a mumble, while throwing aside whatever he was playing with. I didn't know how to react, because he hasn't been like that since before we sort of made up back at the prison. But I guess that's what happens to yourself when you lose people or something important to you...I'm just still wondering why I'm not like that about Vanessa, or why I haven't even thought about her the day after.

I got up, and began walking towards Maggie to see if she'd try to talk to me. "Maggie?" She kept her head down and her face straight. Sasha walked up to me as I started to try and approach back to my original spot where Daryl and I were sitting in silence.

Sasha stared behind me, in shock, blocking me from walking any sooner. "Oh my god. No." She began to cry. I turned around and saw Rick, Michonne, Glenn and Noah, carrying a big body. I realized quickly that it was Tyreese.

"Sasha." I turned around and saw her crying and frozen. She fell to the ground, as I reached over to her to hold her. A couple of seconds later, she wasted no time and ran over to Tyreese, who was currently wrapped in a faded and dirty white sheet.

This is the second person the group has lost in such a small amount of time. Beth and now Tyreese.

"You knew him well?" I turned my head and saw Ryan standing next to me. I didn't care at this moment that he was talking to me, but we has to interact sometime. He does only really know me, now.

"Not as much, but he was apart of this family." I said, looking over at the furious Rick, stern faced Michonne, distressed Glenn, and blank faced Noah. Daryl walked over and stared at Tyreese's body in the blanket, and at Sasha.

"What do they- we, do now? Now that you guys lost someone else?" Ryan asked.

"We burry them." I said, walking away to find a shovel in one of our bags. I found the tool and started to shovel, way over near some bushes and trees, in the shade.

An hour or so later, I felt someone tap my shoulder, and saw Rick holding his hand out. I grabbed onto his hand and he lifted me up out of the not so deep hole and took the shovel out of my hands.

"I'll finish it." He said, then getting to work. I walked over to a tree and leaned back, studying everyone's faces. I couldn't help but wonder why I wasn't as mad, sad or even isolated like Maggie, Daryl and now Sasha.

"We know that if the earthly tent we live in is destroyed, we have a building from God. A house not made with hands, eternal, in the heavens..."Gabriel read calmly, as we all lined up to put dirt over his covered body. I was next, and I wasn't prepared. I didn't do it for Vanessa myself- instead the rest of the group did it for me back at the church.

I felt a hand grab on to mine, as I finished pushing the dirt into the hole. I looked at the hand, to see Daryl's, holding onto mine gently. "I got you too." Daryl quietly said with his deep raspy voice, then letting go and walking away.

"I know I haven't know all of you for that long," Father Gabriel broke the silence, as we stood around resting. "But, your people who died- it's because God," his eyes shifted to the sky. "God put them in a better place. Away from this world."

"God will help us. God will help us all-"

"God? You think God will help?" I yelled out at Gabriel, making everyone's head turn to me. "You're kidding, right? God can't help us now! What makes you think it's even real?!" I snapped, clearly not thinking straight.

"Alex..."

"No." I interrupted Glenn, turning back to Gabriel with a blur in my eyes from the tears. "You. You think that he'll save us? If God was real, Gabriel, this world would've never gone to shit!" I yelled even louder, not caring that a walker could come out at any time. "Leave me out of all of it. The speeches, the.. the everything. Leave me out of it." I said, walking away from the group and towards the road we were previously walking on. I could feel everyone's stare burning into the back of me while I walked. I quickly saw Daryl and Ryan's faces, giving me looks that I couldn't comprehend at the moment.

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trying my best.. I'll come back and re-edit this more and more. same goes for all chapters. I'll probably edit a bunch of times!
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