Wake the Dead

chapter 24

Ok guys, so I have this list of books and I need to read one more from the list, but I'm torn between two: Revolution by Jennifer Donnelly or The Watch that Ends the Night by Allan Wolf. If any of you guys have read these books or know anything about them let me know!!! Enjoy!!

I swung the barn doors open to find Randal sitting on the ground, handcuffed to the wall. "You have got to be shitting me." I mumbled under my breath. Apparently this kid went to school with Maggie and knows all about her and the farm. 

It's Daryl's gob to get answers out of him, but I think I can help just fine on that part. I walked over to him and swung my foot, kicking him across the face. He let out a yell of pain. "Please, I'm good. I'm just like you! I can help out!" He pleaded.

"Ya shot at me!" I kicked his injured leg out of anger that he is still here. He groaned in pain again. "Ya just like me?" I asked him.

"Yes! I'm good! I will never hurt your people." He pleaded more. I crouched down in front of him. "The thing is; I'm not good. I will hurt you." I whispered angrily to him, causing him to struggle to get out of his handcuffs and yell, causing me to take a step back.

"Fi!" I heard Daryl yell from behind me. 

"I got him warmed up for you, he's all yours." I said as I walked past Daryl and out the barn. Daryl shut the barn doors and I leaned up against the barn wall listening. Randal wasn't telling him anything useful, so the sound of flesh hitting flesh and blood splattering wasn't a big shock. I heard Randal's body fall over and him groan more in pain as Daryl let out more anger on him. "I told you!" I heard Randal plead.

"Ya told me shit!" Daryl yelled and then slammed Randal against the wall.

"I barely knew those guys! I met them on the road!" The kid pleaded again.

"How many in your group?" I heard Daryl ask with hard anger in his voice. Randal didn't answer, but then I heard him plead again. "No no no no no no, come on, man!"

I heard him let out a smell yelp as I heard Daryl lunge and stab him? I didn't hear Randal scream so I am guessing Daryl stabbing the ground next to him.  "HOW MANY!?" Daryl angrily shouted at him.

"Uh-uh 30! 30! 30 guys!" The kid said in fear.

"Where?" 

The kid hesitated, but then let out a yelp of pain as Daryl ripped off the bandage on his leg. "I dont know! I promise! We were never in a place more than a night!" I heard the kid yell in pain.

Daryl questioned him some more, but still wasn't getting the answers he want. "Ever pick of a scab? Ya start real slow, but sooner than later ya just gotta rip it off!" 

The kid let out a few more yells. "Okay! Okay! The have weapons, heavy stuff automatics. Bu-But-But, I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!"

"Ya men shot at my people, hit m-Fiona!" I heard Daryl stop himself from saying my, which made me smirk to my self. "They try to take this farm! Ya just went along for the ride? Ya tryin to tell me ya innocent!?!"

"YES! The-these people took me in. Not just men, a whole group of women and children, just like you people! I thought I'd have a better chance with them, ya know?! But.. we'd go out, scavenge, just the men... One night we found this little campsite.. A man and his daughters..." I stood up a little bit becoming very interested in what he is sayin. "Teenagers, ya know.. real cute...... The dad had to watch while these guys, they..." He trailed off. "And they didn't even kill them afterwards! They just made him watch his daughters... They-They just left em there... But, I didn't touch those girls! I swear!-"

The kid was cut off by Daryl letting out a groan of anger and kicking him. The kid cried out in pain and pleaded some more, but Daryl was just silent. I could feel the anger radiating off of him as he kicked Randal some more and a few more punches.