Daryl's Girl

Chapter 160

We drove down the road following the car making sure we were a distance away from them. It must of been working as they hadn't stopped to see who we were.

"So it was just you and Beth after? You save her?" I asked.

"Yeah. She's tough. She saved herself. We were out there for a while. We got cornered. She got out in front of me and I don't know. She was gone. I came out and a cars pulling out with a white cross on the window." Daryl replied.

"Just like that one." I looked to the car we were following.

Daryl nodded and glanced at me. "Yep."

The car in front had knocked over a walker and Daryl drove over its head. I turned to look out the back window to see it being stuck to the road. I looked back at Daryl and the bruise under his eye had gone down. "Ricks gonna wonder where we went." Daryl kept his eyes on the road. "Tank's running low."

"We can end this quick. Just run them of the road." I looked at him.

"Na we're good for a bit." Daryl disagreed.

"If they're holding her somewhere we can get it out of the driver." I told him.

"Yeah but if he don't talk, we're back to square one. Right now we got the advantage. We'll see who they are. If they're a group well see what they can do. Then we'll do whatever we gotta do to get her back." Daryl explained.

I then agreed with him. What ever we need to do to get Beth back we'll do it. I looked back up to the car and saw a sign where they were turning down. "They're heading north. I-eighty five."

Me and Daryl both looked at each other. Surely if they want to survive then they wouldn't be going into Atlanta. It didn't make sense unless they were a big group who would do anything to live one more day.

We drove down the highway until we entered the city where they pulled to a stop by some crossings. "What the hells' he waiting for." Daryl questioned.

I squinted my eyes at the car and a car door opened. "There's two of 'em." Daryl observed. "Is that a cop?"

I pulled my gun from my belt and held it in my lap. "They might have seen us."

We watched as what looked to be a man walked up the road and came back down moving something from the road. I jumped as a walker started scratching on the window next to me. I took a deep breath and looked back up the road.

The person stopped as they were about to get into the car and looked up the road to us. In the darkness I don't think he saw anything, just heard the growls of the walker. He got back into the car and turned down the road.

Daryl turmed the key in the ignition but the car didn't start. "Shit. Tank's tapped. They'd have taken the bypass but they didn't. They must be holding up in the city somewhere." We looked up the road and I saw the glimps of walkers heading in our direction. "We gotta move, find someplace to hold up till sun rise."

I looked around and saw a sign that I'd recognised. "I know a place. It's a couple of blocks from here. We can make it."

Daryl nodded and I pulled out my knife replacing my gun and rolled the window down. I stuck my knife into the walkers head and we jumped out of the car. We ran down a couple of back streets and then the building lay up ahead.

I pulled on the door and it had been nailed shut. Daryl took out his knife and started to open it whilst I stood watch. "Almost got it." He told me.

I walked back down the stairs and saw walkers coming out of alleys and from down the road. "Daryl!"

"Got it. Come on." He pulled the door open and we both ran in.

We made our way into the main lobby and started to make our way through the building. There were a couple of scattered bodies on the ground but unlike other places it was clean.

I picked up some keys from one of the bodies and caught up with Daryl. "You used to work here or something?" He asked.

"Something." I replied as I walked into an office and moved the desk up against the doors.

I walked up to a door and unlocked it with the keys. It was quiet. Our foptsteps where the only thing I could hear. I walked into a bedroom and placed the keys down on the bedside table. We had a view of the city which in our situation is a good thing.

"What is this place?" Daryl asked again.

"It's temporary housing." I told him.

"You came here?" Daryl pointed at a booklet that was on the table.

"I didn't stay. It was my dads work friend. My dad found him this place and he used to drag me along." I admitted.

Daryl nodded and placed his crossbow up against the wall. I placed my gun onto the top bunk and put my bag with it. "I'll take top bunk. I think that one's more your style. You should sleep. I'll take first watch."

"This place is locked up pretty tight." Daryl took of his jacket.

"I know. Haven't seen you so it much, since the prison." I sat on the window ledge.

"You don't need to." Daryl stood next to me.

"Ill take first watch. I don't mind." I glanced at him.

"Suit yourself." He sat down on the bed.

I looked out the window at the old city before me. The bombs and fire have destroyed this place. Instead of stopping the disease it just killed more people. "You said we get to start over. Did you?"

"Yeah." Daryl replied. "I'm trying."

We stayed silent for a couple of minuted and I had my hands firmly on my knife. "Why don't you say what's really on your mind." Daryl questioned.

"I don't think we get to save people anymore." As much as I want to get Beth back for the others, especially Maggie. I just feel like it's a shot in the dark out here. We don't know where she is or if she's alive.

"Then why are you here?" Daryl looked up at me.

"I'm trying." I walked away from the wimdow and sat next to Daryl lying backwards looking up at the bottom of the bed above.

Daryl watched as I walked over and cleared the dirt from his hands. "When we were out by the car. What if I didn't show up?"

I looked over at him and sighed. "I still don't know."

Daryl lay down next to me and we looked up at the bed above us until there was a crash coming from inside. Daryl stood up and picked up his crossbow. I stood up following behind with my knife.

We walked out of the room and I followed Daryl as he lead the way down the corridor. He stopped and lowered his crossbow as he turned the corner and revealed that there was a walker banging on the other side of a glass door. Then another smaller walker came to the side.

A tear build in my eye as I stepped forward and reached for the door handle. "You don't have to. You don't." Daryl grabbed old of my hands, stopping me.

I looked at him and walked back to our room. I don't know what's happening to me. One minute I'm fine and at the church the next I'm wanting to run away and leave and now I'm getting emotional over a dead child.

I lay down on the bed and Daryl came in after closing the door. I closed my eyes and drifted of to sleep.