Be Nice to All you Meet (The Walking Dead:Daryl Dixon)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Inside the prison, it looked just like a prison. Old and gray, bars and tables, not much to see; I guess I was hoping to it more developed? In the prison sat an old guy about 65 I guess, with a girl with short brown hair and another girl with long blond hair. They both looked in their twenties.

“So, this is Hershel and his daughters Maggie and Beth.” They nodded and did a shy wave.

The door we came in from opened up again revealing a little boy walking in. He had a cowboy hat on and has holding a pistol. He looked about 13. He walked up and stood next to Rick.

“Macy, this is my son Carl, Carl this is Macy. She’s staying with us for a while ok?” Rick told him. He looked at me for a while.

“Hi Carl, like your hat.” I said trying to break the ice. He didn’t reply.

“He doesn’t do well with strangers.” Shane said with a sly smile.

“Isn’t that a good thing?” I said back. He took a breath and walked away.

“So how long have you guys been staying here for?” I asked Rick.

“For a good couple months now. It didn’t come as it looks though. We had to clear out this block; it was filled with the inmates that were left here.” He informed me.

I stood there awkwardly not knowing what to do next. I looked around the room, there were a couple “picnic tables” I guess you can call them that, all along the cells. There was a second floor of cells too.

“Why don’t I show Macy her ‘room’”? Maggie said. Seeing my awkwardness.

Rick nodded in agreement.

Maggie got up and I followed her up the steps to the second floor. When we reached there, there was a cell open with a woman in it holding a child. When we walked by she looked up and smiled, I smiled back.

“So, here it is. Tada” She tried to saw enthusiastically.

I laughed.

“Wow, thanks Maggie.” I said trying to be enthusiastic back.

We both looked at each other and smiled.

“I know it’s not the best but,” She said sympathetically.

“It’s fine, I’ve been sleeping in trees for the past few weeks so, this is amazing.” I said back. I was telling the truth. Getting to sleep indoors on a bed is like heaven these days. I’ll take anything I can get.

Maggie left me to myself so I can get sorted. I sat down on the bed putting my bag on the floor. Man, did it feel good to have some soft, cushiony thing to sit on. The last time I sat on a comfy, comfy anything, was in my car, before it decided to fail on me when I most needed it.

Ahh, my car, the one I worked so hard for. It was weird how I missed it so much that I could cry sometimes. My car was like my home. Well, it was my home after I lost my group. I couldn’t risk sleeping outside anymore without protection.

I had a beautiful black jeep. I took that baby everywhere; the beach, hiking trails, across the country. Through hot summer days with the windows down, to cold winter days with the heater on; with music playing and I singing. Even through this end of the world scene, I was still singing in it. And then when it was a life or death situation, it leaves me.

And that’s when I felt the tightness in my throat and the tears started coming. I knew they had to come sometime, but right now wasn’t the best time, really anytime wasn’t the best time to cry.

When this thing started I didn’t even get to say goodbye to anyone. No friends, no families, I just left. We all knew that there were no way we were risking driving for hours to just say goodbye because the roads were already packed with cars driving to nowhere.

Me and my 5 friends just hopped into our cars with everything we needed for survival and drove along with everyone else. We promised each other that we would take care of each other until the end. Even though I knew these guys for a few years, after spending months together in the middle of nowhere, you would be surprised how much you would risk for them because they were your family now.

I keep thinking that maybe I should go back home and check if there is anything left. Back to my home, back to my family home. But I was afraid, afraid of what I would find, or not find. I was afraid that if I went back that there would be no one, there would be walkers, or best scenario, and they all survived somehow and were starting their lives all over again.

I heard a little tap on the bar door and looked up. It was the lady with the baby.

“Oh, hi. Sorry” I said timidly.

“What are you sorry for? Crying?” she said with a smile.

“I don’t know, I guess.” I said whipping away the tears.

She came over and sat next to me and put a hand on my shoulder.

“It’s weird. I feel weird; just coming into this ‘home’ of yours, then sitting here crying. I should be super happy that I have a place to stay for a while.” I said

“Macy right?” she asked

“Yah, Macy Grey.” I said nodding.

“Macy, I’m Carol.”

“Where did you come from?” she asked curiously.

“Umm, from a little town about 10 hours from where.”

“Do you have family?” She asked

 “I don’t know? yah I guess. I don’t know if there still alive though.” I said whipping my tears away.

“Did you leave with them?”

“No, I was living on my own with some friends after college when this thing happened and we left together.”

“Sorry to hear that.  Must be hard to leave people you love behind.” She said rubbing my back.

“I don’t know, truthfully, I feel like if I was with my family, that I wouldn’t have lived this long. As odd as that sound, you know how they say it ‘live together, fight together, die together’ or however it goes. But I think it would have just held me back.” I said starting to calm down.

“Why would you say that?”

“My family, we aren’t that close, tight knit, loving, caring family. So if I had to run away with someone and expect to survive, my group was my best bet.” I said honestly. It was weird how I could tell her all this.

She nodded in agreement or so I thought, maybe she just had sympathy for me.

“Well, family is a tricky thing. You can be blessed with an amazing one or you just have a family that just aren’t that great. Everyone’s different. But I can tell that you are a very strong and brave girl. Even though I haven’t even heard your full story, I know that it would be great to have you in our group. I know you will prove yourself to be an amazing group leader with your big heart.”

I looked at her thinking how she knew all this stuff. Was she physic or something? I don’t know but I felt good to have her here.

I smiled back at her.

“Thanks,” I said back.

“Well, when you’re done, why don’t you come down and have a proper meeting with the group. I know they would love it if you spent some time introducing yourself properly.” She said.

Then she got up and left the cell leaving me to think.

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