A Crossbow and a Mic (1D & Walking Dead)

Ch.10

*Darlene's Pov*

I walked into the cafeteria, looking at Rick for permission. He nodded, letting Carl unlock the door. I entered our cell block. A even bigger smile creep onto my face  remembering the good times and bad, but mostly good.

I looked up to the perch, Carol and Beth were taking care of little asskicker-baby Judith. Beth noticed me and ran down the stairs to me. She hesitated before wrapping me in a hug. We fell on our knees crying. She kissed the top of head, letting go.

"I thought died. Your like a little sister and a great best friend and I couldn't handle it if you died." She sobbed rubbing her snotty nose all over my tee shirt.

"Same with you." I wiped my eyes with my jacket sleeve, walking to Carol.

Carol slowly came down the stairs crying. She hugged me like there was no tomorrow.

Everyone else walked in hugging me and welcoming me back. A tall dark man and light skinned women walked in with more people. I smiled hugging, Tyreese and Sasha.

When I first met Tyreese and Sasha, Carl had found. The friends wife bit and dieing a ticking time bomb if you'd say. Then Rick returned and found them here. Rick wasn't himself that day and he went mad yelling and screaming at the now four to leave and to get out that they didn't belong here in the prison. But I saw passed that and believed Tyreese and his sister could be a big contribute to the group.

Daryl pulled me aside. We took a stroll around the fence. Daryl opened his mouth to say something but didn't. He sat down on a table in the courtyard. I followed his actions and sat beside him.

"Listen, we went back to Woodbury." Daryl paused. "Andrea got bit and put herself down." I looked at him, I could tell by his movement he wanted to say something but he wouldn't.

"What happened?" I asked, twirling my thumbs. Even though I never liked Andera and all I was considered about my brother.

"Nothing." He squinted his eyes.

"Your lying." I stated.

"Let's just say your little brit friends have guts." Daryl stood walking away.

I caught after him grabbing his wrist. He yanked free giving me a dirty look.

"Daryl, after all that I've done for you?" I spat angrily.

 

He didn't meet my gaze, in fact he refused to met it,  he kept his eyes down. I smiled madly and walked off. Running straight into Liam's chest. I looked up at him, wrapping my small arms round his torso. He chuckled smiling he hugged me back. Liam took my hand and dropped a bronze circular locket in my hands. Merle's.

"Come're." Louis whispered, picking me up like you would with a toddler. He carried me down to the field, he then put me down taking my hand.

We approached a freshly dug grave. I knew who lye under the earth I stood on, I just didn't want to believe it. I clutched onto Louis' shirt, soaking it in tears. He smoothed my hair resting his chin on my head. Liam took my right hand placing a rose in it. Together we bent down on our knees, placing it delicately at the head of the grave. Harry and Niall carefully stuck the cross in. I laid my head on the dirt turning it into mud with my tears. A hand rubbed my back soothingly. I looked up to see Zayn. He kneeled to my left. He smiled weakly putting a daisy down.

"Do you want to go?" Harry asked, with watery eyes.

 

I nodded holding my hands out. He gently took me in his arms. I wrapped my legs around his waist resting my head on his shoulder. Zayn, Liam and Lou followed closely behind. Niall trialed behind tripping over his own feet. He had a single tear roll down his cheek. Niall's eyes found mine. He wiped his eyes, catching up with us and taking my hand. I swung our hands weakly smiling my brows forrowed.  Harry turned his head, his curls tickling my cheek. I slightly giggled, kissing his head. My attention turned back to the finally resting spot of my dear beloved brother  Merle Dixon.

I smiled whispering, "I love you."

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~Kitty