"The loneliest moment in someone's life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
Cecilia's POV
Last night was amazing. I could actually feel Daryl and I getting closer. It had been so long since I felt so calmed, so comfortable and so safe.
I even woke up with a smile from last night and was in a really good mood, even Beth noticed and she hadn't met me for more than two days.
"You know your friend Shane is teaching people how to shoot, you should join us," Beth told me at breakfast that morning.
"Thanks but I can already shoot," I told her.
"Really? Did he teach you before?"
"Uh no, I learnt about two or three years ago," I said, getting a bit uncomfortable. "It's a long story."
"You are lucky then, you are more prepared than many of us."
"You can never be prepared for this kind of situations," I said sadly. "It doesn't matter if you can shoot if you freeze at the time you need to do it or you are scared. Besides, the sound may attract more of those things so you end up using your knife."
She only nodded at me. A gun can be useful at times but it can also fire back at you, literally and not literally speaking.
"I'm sorry about your sister," she said to me. "I hope you find her soon. I don't know what I'd do without Maggie."
"I heard you lost your brother and your mum, that must be hard. I'm sorry." She only nodded at me, suddenly getting really uncomfortable. "Anyway, I'll go outside and see if someone needs me."
"My dad said you should rest a bit more, maybe a day or two."
"Don't worry, I'll try to not do things that require lots of effort. But I have to help."
I waved at her and then walked out of the farm house. It was not until today that I thought that maybe Beth hadn't helped me this much because she pitied me but because she feels all alone and sometimes she needs someone around her age to share things with. She has her sister and her boyfriend but there are certain things you can't say to your family.
As I walked out I noticed none of the members of my group were around camp anymore, which was quite weird. I could swear I just saw them all eating breakfast right here minutes ago. I shrugged my shoulders and when I turned around I saw Daryl going to the stables, my mum was following him and I decided to follow her, they both walked inside while I hid by the doors of the stable.
"You can't," my mother exclaimed.
"I'm fine," Daryl muttered.
"Hershel said you need to heal."
"Yeah, I don't care."
"Well, I do. Rick's going out later to follow the trail."
"Yeah well, I ain't gonna sit around and do nothing," he exclaimed.
"No, you're gonna go out there and get yourself hurt even worse," she told Daryl, I agreed with her on that. "We don't know if we're gonna find her, Daryl."
I gasped. I almost fell down when I heard that. Was she really giving up on Sophia? Was she really doing this? Did this mean she would give up on me as well if I wasn't here?
"We don't. I don't."
"What?" I could hear Daryl asking in disbelief.
"Can't lose you too."
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Barely Surviving // TWD // Daryl Dixon #Wattys2016
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