Daryl's Girl

Chapter 129

I sat on the bed in mine and Daryl's cell for at least another hour or two, before I decided that I needed to do something to take my mind off of everything that was going on. If I didn't, it would only drive me crazy thinking about how many people we lost and now my dad potentially being one of them. I couldn't afford think like that.

I decided that the first thing I needed to get off of my mind were the stomach pains and the nauseous feelings. They'd been going on for weeks now and the last thing I wanted was for it to be this sickness, because that would mean I'm putting everyone in danger around me. I couldn't keep it to myself any longer.

I had to talk to Hershal.

I walked out of mine and Daryl's cell and made my way down stairs where I bumped into Briana. "Lily. Where have you been?" She smiled and went to hug me.

I smiled back, but stepped away. "You need to keep your distance. You haven't been exposed." I replied. "But I've just been sitting in the cell block. Is everything okay?"

"You really think I care about that?" She sighed and folded her arms across her chest. "But everything's fine. Are you okay?"

"My dad has it." I mumbled, fighting back the tears.

"Oh my god. Lily, I'm so sorry." She sighed again as tears began to build in her eyes. "He'll pull through. Hell, your dad's the toughest son of a bitch I know."

"Thank you." I forced a smile onto my face, swallowing the lump in my throat. I didn't know what else to say.

"Where you off to anyway?" Briana asked, wiping her eyes and changing the subject.

Once she'd finished speaking, I hesitated for a moment on whether I should tell her I was gong to see Hershal. I knew for a fact she'd start worrying the moment I told her, but then again, if these pains and nausea are the start of something bad, then I want a friend to hold my hand. "Alright, but don't freak out." I sighed. "I was going to go see Hershal-"

"What? Why?" She interrupted. I didn't reply. "You think you've got this sickness, don't you?" The worry in her tone was beginning to show.

I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know." I sighed again. "I was going to ask him about these stomach pains and sick feelings I've been getting recently."

"Why didn't you tell me? You know what, I'll come with you." She said as the worry filled her tone once again.

"It's fine. You don't need to-"

"It wasn't a question. I'm coming with you." She smiled. "I need to know that you're okay."

"Thank you." I smiled and the two of us made our way out of the cell block.

Once outside, it was nice to have a breath of fresh air after doing nothing but go over my symptoms. It was refreshing, but as I looked into the field a wave of dread and fear washed over me. Daryl was down by the graves digging new ones for the peoppe wed lost in D. It only made me think the worst and hope that whatever I have doesnt end up with me six feet under.

"Hey, are you okay? You're shaking." Briana asked, bringing my attention to her.

"Yeah. I'm fine." I replied and forced a smile that I didn't mean. I didn't want to talk about what I was really thinking.

Briana then nodded but I don't think she fully believed me. I wouldn't either. Luckily she didn't press me to share my thoughts and the two of us made our way into the tombs and down to spare cells where we were keeping my dad and the others.

Sure enough Hershal was there.

I slowly walked over to him as he spoke to my dad about something. I didn't hear what, but my dad's face immediately lit up when he saw me. "Hey Lils." He coughed.