Together (Daryl Dixon Fanfiction)

Chapter 43

You're not a fighter. You're a pussy!

I looked around frantically. It was pitch black.

You're telling me that a gunshot is taking you down?

I turned around at the voice, but came up with nothing.

"Right through here sweetheart."

I saw a door open and a white light was coming in the dark room. Walking out, I saw beautiful flowers, and people. But they weren't just people. They were our group.

"Carly?" Lori said with disbelief.

"Hey." I said. Everyone was there.

Amy, Lori, Dale, Jacqui, Jenner, Jim, even Randle.

"How are you guys? I miss y'all." I said.

"Well, someone has been hanging around that Dixon boy so much, starting to sound like him too." I let out a chuckle. Dale smiled.

"Listen Hun." Lori said softly. "You have a choice."

"You can either stay here with us, or go back." Jim said.

"I thought you were a walker." I said.

"Well, just before I died, a group of walkers came. My family, wife and kids. Surprisingly by each others side. Group of survivors came, put them out, and they placed me out of my misery." He said as a beautiful woman, and two boys came. I smiled at the united family.

"You have to make a decision." Randle said.

"I don't know. I want to stay, it's safe, and I don't want to live the rest of my life in fear. I want to enjoy it." I sighed.

"But on the other hand, I can't leave. There's so many people I care for. Rick, Carl, Lil' Ass Kicker, Carol, T-Dog, Glenn, Maggie, Beth, Hershel, now Merle's back and... Daryl." I sighed once again. 

You're worthless to him

"Get out of my head!" I screamed. I pounded my fists against the floor.

"What's going on?" Jacqui asked.

"I can't get my father's voice out of my head." I said as I kept hitting my head.

"It's your imagination. You're letting him in your head. Tune him out. Think of what makes you happy." Jenner said.

I thought of Daryl. Until I heard his voice.

'Carly? I want ye ta know , if ye can't hold on anymore, it okay." He said. His voice was cracking.

"Merle's back. They are lettin' 'im stay, but it won't be da same wit'out you. I don't wanna lose ya, neither does da group. But.. I can't afford to lose ye, I can't. I'll go crazy. Insane. I'd probably be numb, sticking an arrow in ma chest just ta hear yer voice in ma head callin' out ta me ta stop, I don't want ye to die. But I can't have ya suffer." He said.

Tears came to my eyes, and slid down my cheeks. He doesn't want me to suffer, but I don't want him to suffer. I can't have him suffer. I felt something on my hand. I lifted my left hand and squeeze it shut.

"Hey Carly..." Merle.

"I know I don't know ye very well, but I know ya make ma brudda happy. He is a mess right now. I just saw 'im walking wit an arrow. Almost fell down da stairs. He needs ye, and I would like ta get ta know ya. He told me he wants ta propose, hell I hope he does soon. Ye'd be my sister. But like he said, if ye make it, but aren't da same don't push yourself. Come back as ye. If ya will suffer, I will try ta convince 'im ta do it. I know you want 'im ta be da one too. I'm sorry tis happened ta you."