Life In Seconds | Daryl Dixion ✓

Chapter 11

Bri's P.O.V.

I was running as fast as I could out of breath. My throat was burning up as I struggled to run.

"Come on, Daryl, Daryl." I say under my breath.

"Bri!" I hear Daryl say from the distance.

"Daryl!?" I shout.

I sprint towards the sound seeing Daryl, ten feet away sprinting towards me.

We crash into a hug as I wrap my legs around his sides, as he squeezed me tight. I kissed him as he kissed back making a short and simple kiss. He had let me down running, with me away from this place.

"Come on!" Rick shouted leaving the gate open for walkers to enjoy their feast, to eat rotten douche bags.

We exit dramatically leading back to Terminus, to blow up the place.

We stop running and walk for a little. My breath struggled to catch up while, I breathed heavily.

"Daryl." I say stopping my tracks.

"Bri, we need to keep running." Daryl says stopping out of breath.

"I can't do this anymore." I say sighing.

"Yes, you can." Daryl says reloading his crossbow.

"I can't breath." I say as my chest burns.

"Come on, we'll get you feeling better; we need to go now!" Daryl says.

I swallowed hard and started running. I followed after Daryl, but I focused on his wings on his back. The woods leaves crunch, underneath our shoes. Daryl caught up to Rick, Eugene, Tara, Michonne, Carl and Abraham, which made me have more work for to run. I hadn't felt good not in a while.

They all stopped and I stopped with them, panting silently.

"You okay?" Daryl says concerned.

I nodded, even though, I was dying inside. I never wanted to be weak because, I wasn't. I was daddy's girl, always used to hunt with him, which had made me stronger.

"We made it." Daryl says smiling.

"Daryl, I have to tell you something." I say hanging my head low.

"Bri, can it wait?" Daryl says impatiently.

"Not really." I say bitting my lip.

"Bri we have to go." Daryl says walking.

"Damn it! I got bit." I say.

Daryl turns around in shock. He turns around in silence.

"You're bit?" He says almost crying.

"Where?"

"On my arm." I say tearing up.

"No, No! Goddamnit!" Daryl says with tears streaming down his face.

"Bri, you can't turn. You can't die like everyone else." Daryl says.

"I don't know what to do." I say looking at my arm.

"Hurry! Michonne!" He cried.

"What's going on?" Michonne continued.

"Bri got bit. I need you to do the 47 drill." Daryl says.

"47 drill?" I say confused.

"Go." Daryl says holding my arm.

Michonne takes her samurai and sliced my arm off. Blood spoiled out as I was loosing life.

Daryl stroked my hair and whispered, "it's not over, you will wake up." "I promise." He said.

I fought closing my eyes. What if I was going to die. My eyes struggling, making them shut. I had wondered that, this was the end of everything.

I hear weeping, while I carefully shut my eyes. Then I heard baling, Daryl wouldn't be crying if he knew I was alive.

"I..love..you.." I struggled to get out.

"I love you too." Daryl says spitting out.

I shut my eyes and feel life leaving my body. I had awoken, to a bright light with, Tyresee, Beth and two little girls.

"Welcome," Beth said in southern voice.

"Where am I?" I say panicking.

"Heaven." A little girl says.

"NO, NO! WHERE IS DARYL!?" I shout.

"In the real world," Tyresee said.

"In the real world."