Till I Die (TWD/Carl Grimes)

Chapter fourteen: Leaving

I am sorry for having you wait so long! I was really busy last week so I thought Id make a great chapter for having you wait but they all turn out bad so far... This aint great but I thought it was ok. and its an update right? Those with ideas e-mail me @: gwenyth2000@live.ca.

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t's only bin a few days since we left the farm. I couldn't take it anymore, death glares from Lori and rick, seeing Dales pain, feeling the pain of lost. I starred at the ground for what felt like hours but I knew was only seconds.
"Hey little one" Daryl said with his thick accent. "Hi" was all I said. In a way Daryl is like a dad, he's nicer, in his way, would fight for my safety like a dad would, and he's the only one besides Dale and Glenn out of the adults who try to get to me in a good way.
"What bothering you?" He asked trying to hide his concern. "Nothing!" I smiled. To be honest I was planing to leave, I'll take enough food for the few nights and get the rest myself, I would take some ammo and a light blanket that will fit in my bag. I planned on sneaking out tonight or on a run where they can think I'm dead. I don't know.
"Ye lyin' " I sighed, "Daryl. I got to go. I see you later" I meant that has in leave leave, but for now to the RV. "Little one don't lie to me" Daryl said raising his voice. I continued walking. "Maxie!" Daryl shouted. I ran away with tears threatening to come out. If that was hard, I know saying goodbye will be worse. "Hey Max!" Carl smiled. Crap... I wiped the tears away and smiled. "Hi love" "Hey, hey your crying?" His smiled turned to worry. "No just yawned" I smiled, he smiled again and held my hand. "Wanna walk with me?" He asked, geez he's making this way harder then it already is. "Why not" I tried to smile. I held his hand like my life was on the line. I loved him, but hated him. Around him I felt weak, my knee shake and my heart skips a beat and my mind get confused. "Carl if I left what would you do?" I asked with all the innocence I could master, Carl looked at me with shock before turning away to think. "Depends on what you mean." I get that, he means died or left. "Left" I answered blankly, looking ahead. "Drag your ass back" I smiled at his answer but also made it complicated, leaving meant well no one is looking. "If you died... I can't think of it. And I wont. We will beat this together." He smiled and gently squeezed my hand. I smiled and fought not to cry, I can't leave him... But I must. "Sorry I got to go. I got watch" I dropped his hand and kissed his cheek before i started to walk away. "Why do ask?" He shouted from the distance between us. "Tell you later" lie, he will find out.

"Hey hun" Carol said by the low fire has she cooked some canned beans. "Hey Carol" I smiled. Carol is like a mom, like Daryl she's there, cares for me and treats me like I belong here and always have, she helped show me this groups family. I climbed up on the truck and crawled up to the roof, at first Daryl got mad about me sitting on the roof of his truck but I guess he thinks its ok now for a reason i dont know. Maybe gave up on telling me to stop.

"Hey Max. You coming o a run with me and Maggie tomorrow morning?" Glenn asked. Yeah im going, and they better not expect me back. "Yeah Im coming" I smirked. I admit I feel bad, but I cant stay any longer. Everyone thinks im safe to be around now that Shanes gone but if there is any trail of my past catching up to me I got to be gone because they will shoot everyone down with out thinking.

"Hello babe" Sophia joked. "Well hello beautiful" I joked back. We always joked like this, its something that helps us stay sane. Im going to miss her, maybe i will end up like the guy from the movie cast away and to keep sane my best Friend will be a soccer ball or dead rotting walker. I walked past her and began backing my stuff after an hour of watch. Blanket, check. Food for a few days, check. Two water bottles, check. And also a bit of ammo to last me if I got in to much trouble. And my own knives and a few arrows from Daryl, who taught me how to use a crossbow that we picked up on a run. Has the sun went down I took deeps breaths has I began writing the good by note. I laid on my back in the tent for what felt like hours. I had my hand under my pillow well I held the piece of paper in my hand. I heard the tent zipper unzip and I shifted to my side to avoid who ever was coming in. "Little one why you hiding?" I heard the thick southern accent whisper in worry. I sniffled a bit and looked at Daryl with red puffy eyes "I- Im leaving" I choked. "What?" He asked, sounding angry but sad. "Don't try to stop me" I finished well turning away to face the other side of the tent. "Why?" He growled. "Reasons Daryl. Lots of reasons" "Does Carl know?" Hell no. "No. He'd try to stop me" Daryl climbed more into the tent and zipped it up. I looked over my shoulder to expect him gone but instead he was sitting next to me. "Im scared" I sobbed. " Ok what?" "Everything. Loosing the group. People finding me. My stepdad could be alive for all I know" Through these days I explained to them about my stepdad, and abusive jerk who had his sick fun with me. I stiffened at the thought, I raised my hand and ran it over the scar on my forehead from his belt being whipped at me. I sobbed more and felt ashamed. Not time to be week. No time to cry. Past is dead. Really.  Everyone's probably a walker by now. "Maxie, don't beat your self up. You'll get pas this, with the group" Daryl tried to comfort but was way out of his comfort zone. I got up and wrapped my arms around his neck and sat next to him. "Daryl im sorry. Im leaving. Don't say  anything to anyone. Ill tell them tomorrow." I cried. I could tell Daryl wasn't sure of what to do and shifted his body before placing his arms protectively around me. He was the dad I never got to have, and never will. I kissed his cheek and thanked him for being here before he left.

I closed my eyes and fell asleep, I heard Carl come in the tent and kissed my forehead before he went to sleep. A short day and my last full day with the group.

Short I know even after so long, but what I need to add don't fit with this chapter.

 

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