Farmer's Daughter (Daryl Dixon Love Story)

Chapter 46

Melinda's POV

"Now we need to be smart about this. We need to think of a plan." Joe worries while looking out at the mass of walkers that roam the parking lot.

"I don't give a fuck what you do. Just stay out of my way." I leave the conversation at that as I make my way around the parking lot, being sure the dead don't know I exist.

The flashlight in my hand remains off as I feel the trees limbs around me. I make sure to keep track of the lights in the parking lot so I know where I am.

Each step I took was filled with more and more worry of what was to happen to him. Why hadn't he come out with the rest of us? What was I to find?

The soft steps of the group were heard mere feet behind me. I thought of the disaster that would come if all of us entered the walker infested store, but then again, I didn't have to think of them. I just wanted to get Daryl, then we were gone.

A lone light shines brightly in the back of the store, illuminating a small back door.

I flick the flashlight on, adding more light to the already creepy scene. The door knob was cold as I gripped my hand around it, and turned it with the upmost fear of what was behind it.

The hinges scream as the door opens. And again, we were met with the black that filled the store.

"I don't need your help." I whisper to the leader behind me.

"You'd be surprised." He says cooly. I gripped the weapon in my hands tighter.

"If something happens to you, or anyone of that matter, that blood is not on my hands." I make clear. I shine the flashlight back at him to see him nod his head in agreement.

"We can take care of ourselves." He looks forward as if to end the conversation.

I took that as a final answer. The only thing I heard after were the echoes in the room as our feet tapped the ground. The chill air sent a shiver up my spine. I could see my breath in the beam the flashlight emitted. My hands fumbled around while trying to hold both metal possessions.

I took a deep breath once I figured out how to hold both the flashlight and the crossbow.

A door a few feet away from us stared us down. Each step we came closer to it, and each step became harder.

I couldn't bare to see Daryl's mutilated body laying cold on the other side. I couldn't bare the thought of losing him too. I couldn't bare the thought of never looking into those baby blue eyes once again.

But as my thoughts raced, the door became closer, until it was directly in front of me.

I peeked through the glass windows at the top. My light bounced off of the shelf in front of it, but caught no sight of Daryl.

Which I couldn't figure out if that was good or bad.

The revolving door slid open painfully easy. Causing it to smack into the shelf behind it, resulting in a loud metal ring. We all stood still, waiting for something to drift up.

After minutes of ear ringing silence, nothing came. Nothing even stirred.

I motioned with my hand for us to continue forward. And as if I were they're new leader, they listened. They moved in cinque.

An open hallway abled my eyes to see further into the store. I had a view of all the isles.

And that's when something ahead caught my eye. It was almost a reflection of myself. A crossbow was firm in grasp, while they're stance was strong.

"Daryl?" I whispered loudly. They're body turned quickly, bow raised. An aired laugh travels about me as I begin to run to the said man.

"Dar-" I was cut short by a blow to the side. I smacked the ground with a hard thud.

"Mel!" He screams.

I look above me to see a walker of great side hovering about my face. I lift my hands to block its attempts. It's mushy hands grip at my arm and before I can pull away it does it.

It bites my arm.

A blood curtailing scream leaves my throat, blood poured down my arm and onto my chest. It's teeth dig deeper into my skin, making more blood arise and leave my body.

An arrow shoots through its head seising its actions. It falls over onto the ground, it's own blood pooling out of its head.

My head falls back onto the tiled floors. Above me are the claimers, each with a gun to my head. My vision blurs with every passing second I lay here. Everything slows.

"Mel!" I faintly hear to the right of me. Fingers grab my chin and pull my face over. Daryl had sunk to his knees beside me, a worried look painted his features.

"Stay awake. Keep yer eyes open!" He taps the side of my face as my eyes shut. "Yer gonna be fine. We're gonna help ye."

He slides my body over so it's in his lap, he cradles me back and forth as he speaks.

"Look at me baby girl. Stay awake, we can't lose ye." Someone grabs ahold of my hand, and a cold liquid could be felt.

"I can't lose ye." He whispers almost incoherently. His hand stays rubbing my face as I start to drift out.

"There's nothing we can do for her Daryl." Someone whispered.

"Keep going!" He screams. My arm was numb to this point. Nothing could be felt of it, and I couldn't see what they were doing to it.

"Daryl?" A tear slides down my face.

"Shh don't say anything. Ye need yer energy." He wipes the tear away before it can ever make it half way down my face.

"I'm sorry." I begin to cry. His blue eyes are the only thing that comes in focused now.

"There's no need to be sorry. Yer strong, and yer gonna make it out of this." He pushes my hair back. His eyes flicker from me to the other men beside me.

"If I die here," a shot of pain travels up me, causing a pause in my wording. "You have to promise me you'll take care of Charlie." My voice cracks.

"I won't." He answers. "Because yer going to make it out of this just fine." His hands slightly shake as he holds me, telling me he wasn't quite sure himself of what was to happen.

How were we so sure the governor was correct about my body?

"Just do it Daryl! Please!" My free hand grips at his shirt as the pain in my body intensifies. He nods his head shortly.

"She's not making it out of this Daryl. We can't do anything about it." A voice is muffled. The fogginess consumed me, causing my eyes to flutter shut.

"She's immune." I hear Daryl whisper.

Then the dark comes all too quickly and consumes me.

A/N

Okay so... I kind of really like this chapter... But idk.

Please comment your thoughts

-Melinda