"There are moments of frustration in life.
You must build good relations to support you in these moments.
You must also learn to courage yourself and decide to stay determined in life."
– Lailah Gifty Akita, Think Great: Be Great!
It was not until it was already dark when we reached the gate of Woodbury, luckily we didn't run into more walkers or even Merle or any of those guys. As usual, there were at least three men patrolling on the scaffold.
We hid behind a car as we tried to come up with a plan to get inside. We had spent a while there, thinking how we could get in when Michonne suddenly just walked away. I tried to call for her but she didn't listen, she just left.
"Damn it!" Rick exclaimed.
We all gathered closer, whispering to each other, sharing our ideas when we heard branches snapping. We all raised our weapons but it was just Michonne who signalled us to follow her. I was the first to do so, followed by Daryl, his left hand kept rubbing against my right one but I ignored it, I had other things to worry about.
I don't know how Michonne did it but she found a wall we could climb. Michonne climbed first, I was going to follow her when Daryl stopped me and climbed before me, I just rolled my eyes and went up the wall by my own even when Sean offered to help me, on the other side Daryl grabbed me by my waist and helped me get down. I knew he climbed first to help me get down and also because he didn't trust Michonne.
"Thanks but I can do it," I told him.
Daryl said nothing to me but I could tell he wanted to. I noticed we weren't out in the streets but inside a patio of a house. Cautiously, we all went inside the house, which was dark and luckily empty.
"This is where you were held?" Rick asked Michonne.
"I was questioned."
"Any idea where else they could be?"
Daryl kept walking to the front of the door, he moved the curtain a bit so he could look out and there were a few people outside.
"I thought you said there was a curfew," Daryl said to Michonne angrily.
"The street is packed during the day. Those are stragglers."
"If anyone comes in here, we're sitting ducks. We gotta move," Rick said.
"They could be in his apartment," Michonne told them.
"Yeah? What if they ain't?" Daryl rudely exclaimed.
"Then we'll look somewhere else," I told him, trying to stop the argument.
"You said you could help us," Rick said to her.
"I'm doing what I can!" Michonne said.
"Then where in the hell are they?" Oscar asked.
I was going to tell them that we had some ideas where they could be but couldn't be sure if they were actually there when Rick called Oscar, Sean and Daryl, leaving me with Michonne. I knew they didn't trust her and that they were talking about her but they knew me, they trusted me, why can't they trust someone I trust?
While they were whispering a few feet away from us, there was a knock on the door. I froze in my place but luckily Michonne pulled me with her and all of us hid behind a wall just in time.
"I know you're in here," a man exclaimed as he stepped inside. "I saw you moving from outside. You're not supposed to be in here and you know it. Who's in here?"
As he walked right in front of us, Rick ambushed him, pinned him against the wall and pointed at him with a gun.
"Get on your knees." he exclaimed. "Hands behind your back. Zip tie him," he said to Daryl. "Where are our people?"
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Barely Surviving // TWD // Daryl Dixon #Wattys2016
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