Living in the Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter Fifty-Seven: Hurt

After everyone made sure I was okay and loved on the kitty I head in the kitchen and look for a type of food our newest member will like while Daryl unsaddled the horse in the barn.

I looked in almost every cupboard and the last one I look in has cat food, canned and dried.

I open up a canned cat food and lie it down on the floor and put the kitty right next to it.

I take a closer look to see whether it is a boy or a girl cat.

"We have a boy kitty!" I whisper.

"It's a boy?" A female southern accent whispers. None other than Maggie.

"Yes it is a boy, I grew up with cats and I quickly learned how to determine whether it is a female or a male."

"I guess that came in handy huh?" She let out a laugh.

"Yeah, it did."

"Are you sure you're alright? I mean I know you're tough and all but I truely do want a real answer."

"You are so sweet, I am truely okay, I mean I have almost been raped twice, I lost my sister and Dale but really over all, Daryl keeps me going. I know it all lovey-dovey but it is really the truth." I say with a huge smile on my face.

"I am glad you have something to fight for, we all do. Also do you need a shirt, the bag that we have from the town is still in the truck, I can go get it."

"You do too, eh? Is it Glenn?" I whisper teasingly.

She blushes and nods yes.

"I do believe I have a shirt in my backpack, so I don't need it. Thank you though Maggie, it's nice to be back, even though it has been hours but to me it felt like an eternity."

"It's nice to have you back. We also have a new cute member. What are you going to name him?"

"Thank you. I don't know really, their names usually come out in there own. So only time will tell."

"Well I think he is going to be your new best friend, he sure as hell will get a lot of attention!"

"Maggie! I wanna talk with yoo-"

Glenn comes running in and instantly stops talking.

"Hey Glenn!" I said with a smile.

"Hey, mind if I steal Maggie from you?"

"No not at all. Be careful you two."

They both laugh simultaneously and walk away.

"You look like a fighter cat, you kind of remind me of a cat we had named Batman. It actually seems to suit you too. Batman."

He actually looks at me then continues to eat.

"Batman it is!"

I head to me and Daryl's corner and dig in my backpack in search for a shirt. I knew I had a shirt and some pants in here.

I head for the bathroom that is in the kitchen and quickly change my shirt. I will still bleeding a little so I search for a Band-Aid or something to stop the bleeding. I found some gauze and medical tape and covered my the wound that was bleeding in-between my breasts.

I hear a scratching noise on the door and open it to find Batman sitting right in front of the door and comes running in.

"I guess you're my new sidekick, I must be Robin now."

He rubs on my leg as I finish putting on the gauze.

We leave the bathroom and I run into Daryl nearly knocking him over.

"Are ya okay?"

"Yes I am." I lied I wasn't okay, I was cut up like a roast.

I lied I wasn't okay, I was cut up like a roast. I felt like I was about to give out.

"Yer not fine, I can tell. Ya needa eat 'n then sleep 'n tamorra we needa talk."

"Fine, tomorrow we talk. I don't want you mad at me."

"Good, I will make ya somethin. Now go sit down in the livin room with the cat."

"His name is Batman. He might be my new best friend and replace your dumb ass!" I said jokingly to cheer him up.

"He can have ya!" Daryl through me a wink.

I gave him a hug and then pulled a chair in the kitchen and watch Daryl cook.

How he moved took my breath away, I am surprised I didn't gasp for air. He was so smooth and careful, I wanted to help him but with his stubbornness he wouldn't let me.

He made some chicken sandwiches and beans, I guess he hadn't eaten because he made it both for me and him.

"I got my plate Daryl."

"No, just sit on the couch!"

"Okay, but I can carry a pound plate."

"Yer arm."

I gave in and we walk to the couch and sit down. Daryl sat right next to me, I felt him slowly relieve his tenseness.

Batman sat right next to me and Daryl eyed him like he was going to eat him.

"You eat my cat and you'll get an arrow in the ass!" I said sarcastically.

"Fuck, that shit would fuckin hurt! Besides cats taste gross."

"You've eaten them before? Now that I know you have eaten cat I mean in!"

Daryl laughs and gives me a smile.

"I only ate it 'cause I didn't have a choice."

"That is just sad! Poor cat!"

I feel Daryl kiss the side of my head and then goes back to eating.

"Daryl, I love you."

"I love ya like the ocean."

I started to cry, I couldn't hold it back any longer. Salty tears run down my face and land harshly on my foam plate.

"What's wrong." Daryl says while pulling me into a hug.

"Everything, I was nearly raped twice, I lost my sister, I am cut up like a roast and we live in a world full of cannibalistic creatures."

"I'm always gonna go with ya, I promise. We all have ta live in this world. That's why when I first saw ya, I knew I would gonna fall in love with ya and that I why I was sucha dick. I didn't wan ta see someone I love get hurt or die."

I lift my head out of his shoulder and look into his beautiful blue eyes before crashing my lips onto his. He quickly responded and held me tight as he could possibly hold me.

"Grace and Daryl, don't worry about shifts. T, Glenn, Maggie, and I have it covered. Also sorry for interrupting." Rick whispers.

"Thank you so much Rick!"

"You deserve it!" He walks away and heads out front.

We throw out our plates and then head to our bed. I was dog tired and felt like I was going to pass out.

We get to the bed and I crawl in first only removing my shoes and coat.

"Ya got a sleepin buddy."

Daryl points to Batman who comes running to me and curls up in a ball on top of me.

Daryl was already in the bed and scoots over to me and kisses my forehead before I fall fast into sleep.