The Dixons And Me - The Walking Dead FanFiction

Chapter Twelve

Death.

That is what surrounded the camp.

The death of the walkers.

The death of loved ones.

The sound of the walkers having axes put through their heads filled the camp area. The smell of dead corpses filled the air.

Sam couldn't focus on anything, apart from Amy's lifeless body. She stared as tears slowly fell from her eyes.

As Daryl put an axe through a walker's head he looked across at Sam and sighed sadly before swinging the axe again.

Sam for the first time since the walker attack, tore her eyes away from Amy and looked at Andrea, who was gently stroking Amy's cheek.

Rick walked past and smiled sadly at Sam who ignored him. He knelt down next to Andrea, but she pointed her gun at him.

"I know how the safety works." She hissed at him.

Rick slowly stood back up and raised his arms in the air and walked away.

Shane walked over to Sam and sat down next to her. He wrapped an arm around her, but she ignored his touch. She didn't lean in and hug him. She didn't push him away. She just stayed the way she was. She looked down.

Amy began to move. She couldn't bare to look.

"I'm sorry Amy. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I'm sorry I missed your birthdays. I love you." Andrea spoke to the now walker Amy before she put a bullet through her head.

As the sound rang around, Sam began to cry even harder. Shane wrapped her in a hug but this time, Sam pushed him away and stood up. She walked to Daryl's tent, but Andrea talking made her stop.

"That's it. Just run away. She's dead because of you."

Sam turned around and shook her head.

"How is it my fault Andrea?! I didn't know this was gonna happen." Sam argued.

Andrea stood up and walked closer to Sam.

"You should have kept an eye on her. She would still be here if it wasn't for you. I saw the way you looked at her. You loved her. If you really loved her you would have protected her. That proves you two wouldn't have lasted because you couldn't even protect her." Andrea snapped.

Sam shook her head slowly and held back the tears.

"That's not fair. I didn't get to tell her I loved her. If I knew this was gonna happen I would have put myself in front of that walker. I would switch places with her if I could."

"Wanna know what's not fair? It's not fair that I lost my sister. It should be you that's dead. Not her." Andrea cried.

Sam looked down and walked away.

"Ya'll had this comin' t' ya." Daryl spoke up.

Sam looked at him confused.

"What's that suppoesed to mean?" Andrea asked.

"Ya left ma brotha on a roof. This is karma. Ya'll deserve it." Daryl answered.

Sam snapped. She ran up to Daryl and grabbed him roughly by his shirt.

"We deserve it?! Are you being fucking serious?! I lost someone I love. The first person I loved in a long time. I never got to tell her I loved her. So fucking screw you. You asshole." She growled at him.

"Come on Sam. Back off." Ellie told Sam gently as she pulled her away from Daryl, who looked at Sam with regret.

He didn't mean to say that. He was hurt and angry. He felt like kicking himself.

Sam pushed Ellie off of her.

"Get the fuck off me." She growled before walking into the RV.

She looked in the bedroom and saw one of Amy's braclets. She picked it up and held it in her hand.

She kissed it and smiled.

She walked to the table and layed it down for Andrea to find.

Walking back out of the RV, everyone was packing up.

"We're goin' ta the CDC." Daryl notified her. She glared at him and Daryl sighed.

"'M sorry. I didn't mean ta say tha'." He apologised.

She just shrugged and sat in the car Daryl would drive.

"Thought ye were mad at me?" He asked confused.

"I can't go in the RV. Andrea might attack me." Sam sighed.

Daryl nodded his head in understanding. Suddenly Jaqui began to yell.

"JIM'S BEEN BIT."

Daryl walked over as Sam stayed in the car. She didn't want to be a part of this anymore.

"Show us." Shane ordered.

"I'm fine." Jim told him.

T-Dog rushed behind him and held his arms up as Shane lifted his shirt up to reveal a bite mark.

"I'm fine...I'm okay.." Jim whispered.

Daryl rushed forhead with a pick axe in hand but Rick aiming his gun at his head stopped him.

"We don't kill the living." Rick growled.

"Funny coming from a man with a gun pointed at ma head." Daryl fired back.

Rick lowered his gun and sighed.

Everyone climbed into the RV, except for Shane and Daryl and Morales and his family. They were leaving. Shane got into his Jeep and Daryl climbed into the car next to Sam.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Ready as I'll ever be." Sam sighed.