This Is Reality

Chapter 25

I gathered myself and started walking back to the church with my arms crossed. Maybe I should go in the window to where I was and change first...

Taking the long way around wasn't too hard, I had lost Daryl awhile back. I snuck in through the window and pulled out a long sleeve shirt from my bag. I took off the shirt I had on, then the door opened.

"O-oh, I-I'm sorry..." I hear Daryl say shoving a few people back.

Luckily, I wasn't facing the door but my injured side was. You could see my whole figure. I sighed and put a light wrap around my forearms, then slipped my shirt on. I took a look in the mirror, my eyes were bloodshot and my face still held bruises all over. What if she saw me like this...

There was a knock on the door, interrupting my thoughts of Enid. I open the door to see Daryl standing there with his head down.

"Yes?" I ask, not amused on how he was already up my ass

"Sorry about before, I didn't know where you were... I uh have your food" Daryl doesn't pick his head up, he just offers me the plate

"Thanks..." I reply in a whisper, taking the plate

He gently takes my hand and lifts up my sleeve the tiniest bit. I don't pull away, he was still worried about me and I knew it wasn't going to stop.

"They ain't gonna leave scars are they?" He puts my sleeve down

I shrug and slowly walk away, leaving him in the doorway. I sit on the bed with my legs crossed, eating the squirrel.

"You got somethin' on your mind..." Daryl says entering the room and closing the door behind him

"It's nothin'" Of course Enid was something, but he didn't know about her

He sighs a little and sits on the chair next to the bed, "Alright..."

I quickly finish my food and put the plate next to me.

"Was wonderin' if you would want to come out huntin' with me later on. Last time you had some luck" He offers with a small smile

I shrug and lie down. Did I really want to be alone with him?

He stands up and puts my plate on the table.

"You gonna rest for awhile?" He asks

"Yeah..." I lay on my side facing the door

He nods and takes the blankets and covers me up. It felt so uncomfortable and weird when he tucked me in.

"Mind if I stay? I'll leave you alone" He asks, pulling the loose hairs out of my face

"You can stay..." I reply quietly, pulling the blanket closer

He smiles and gives me a small nod. He ends up in the chair again but reclined. I let out a small sigh and closed my eyes.

As I slept, all I could dream about was Enid. It was like the dream/flashback I had before but this time, it was just me and her. We were running from these people who were following us. I don't remember much, but the most vivid thing was a man who had completely lost his mind.

I awoke in a panic, no surprise. I attempt to move but I couldn't. Looking down, I was still in bed but Daryl's arms held me tightly. Was I freaking out and talking in my sleep?

With his arms around me, I don't think I've ever felt so uncomfortable in my life. I was about to ask him to move when his soft snores filled the empty air. We were both under the blanket, but he was hogging most of it. I gently pulled it over me but leaving some on him. Burying my face into the couch, tears of loneliness and emptiness slowly made their way down my face. When I cried, I didn't make a sound. My breathing was steady and it didn't seem like I was balling my eyes out.

"Dodger? You alright?" Daryl asks, placing a hand on my shoulder

"I-I'm fine..." I sit up, my back to him and I wipe my face

I could feel him sit up, sitting next to me. He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me onto his lap. Laying my head on his chest, he rested his cheek on top of my head. His arms were wrapped around me as he held me close. Last time I woke up crying he didn't bother to ask, was he going to this time? Does he still care?