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Jazmines Pov:
Daryl looked at me and I looked at him, he seemed to be on guard for something. He shifts in his place not sure if he should walk away or stay. I continue staring at him with curiosity and wonder. He looks like a biker but he seems to know his way around his bow.
"Daryl do you have a camp I heard you talking about red neck bastards and a guy name Rick." He looks at me and tilts his head down in embarrassment. But he nods and he looks up.
"How many people have you killed?" He asked me. Such a silly question so simple to answer yet I'm scared.
"24." I answer is a sad tone. Then I growled remembering why I killed them.
"Why?" Another question I can easily answer yet I'm again lost of words to say to him.
But I manage to do it but my voice cracks.
"They were feeding people to the walkers." I said feeling my eyes getting hot and teary.
He looks at me and then looks behind him not knowing if he should trust me at all.
I wouldn't trust me.
"How many dead have you killed since this all started?" He asked. Now that's a question. How many did I kill? How many times have I have to kill what once innocent people? Tens? Thousands? Way to many to count.
"It's been a while but I still remember I killed a total of 125 walkers as a teenagers and then I was taken in to a sanctuary that I had to leave two weeks ago cause of he 24 people." Minus the two I had no choice but to kill. No. I can't think about that right now. I take out my map and mark Antonio's grave site. I would know where it is cause we buried him near the road. In five weeks I could be there. But this might a change of plans.
Daryl nodded and started walking back to his camp. He didn't say anything to me or even bothered to help me. Maybe he is as cruel as he looks.
"Well? Aren't ya coming? " I jumped as he said the words. He wanted me to follow him, to a new camp that I can start a new. I can only hope that his crew is nice and are good people. Who knows I might actually make a new friend.James Pov:
I chase after Nikki following her cries. I can't believe that I said that about her. I'm a terrible brother really I'm quiet fucking stupid. I run a bit faster hoping that I catch her, I jump over logs and puddles. I saw her running and I forced my legs to go faster, as I feel the burn in my legs as I run. I reach out and I grab her shoulder stopping both of us in our tracks. She punches me in the face and dammit it fucking hurt.
She cried as she punches me, I take every hit and felt my warm blood trickle out of my nose. Tears fell to my face causing a stinging pain to where I bleed. I deserve this, I know I do, I deserve to get my ass kicked and have my nose most likely broken. I was mean to my sister I was so awful to her when she's just a damn kid. She doesn't deserve this, she deserves to have a sense of safety when around me. God mom would kill me if she knew I was being so mean to her.
Nikki stops punching me and just cries. Her sobs loud and uneven. I get up and watched her cry in her hands which were covered in my blood. She looked so miserable and crushed, that strong and brave wall she has plastered on her small face has cracked and is shattering. I sat up feeling the rush go to my head, I gotta admit she can hit.
I move next to her and I wrap my arm around her.
I didn't know what to say to her, I guess I don't say anything cause I hurt her so much. What could I say? Nothing. I could say nothing and just hold her. I guess that's what mom would do, then again it's been months since we've seen mom... Is she dead? Is she trapped? Did she turn into one of those? A million questions I can ask and no one can give me an answer. Then again Nikki could be asking the same thing. Where is my mom? Why isn't she here? And why aren't we at the camp by now? I can't wait for the answers, right now I have to stay here with my sister and hold her close and keep her safe.
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Coming Down : Take it out on me Part 2
Science FictionHey did you like Book one? Great cause your going to like Book two! Jazmine is now 21 and everyone else is either 22 or 18 or 19 They have been in that town for a while and Jazmine is starting to wonder about the town But she seems to be the only on...