Living in the Zombie Apocalypse

Chapter Fifty-Eight: Heartbreak

I wake up curled slightly in a ball on Daryl's side with Batman sleeping in the little space between my knees and stomach.

I lie there for awhile petting Batman until I see a shadow over me. I look up and see Daryl standing over me with his crossbow around his shoulders.

"Afternoon, how'd ya sleep?"

"Afternoon? I slept in THAT long? Shit, I didn't mean to."

"Nah, ya needed it. Yer the one that's beat ta shit unlike the rest of us who ain't."

"Still, that isn't a good reason."

Daryl grunts and kneels in front of me and just stares at me. I carefully sat up and sat Indian style, starring right back into his ocean blue eyes.

"After ya eat we needa talk."

"Sure, I will eat but eh, we don't need to talk."

I shot him a playful wink and he just shook his head.

Daryl got up and walked out of the room.

I yelled fairly loudly, "I love you like there's no tomorrow!"

I hear his footsteps getting closer and closer.

"I love ya like I have one more breath left in me."

Then Daryl walks away with a smile on his face, causing me to blush for some reason. I guess it was because I loved his smile, that I was desperately in need to see.

I got up and my back was in excruciating pain, I didn't care though. I couldn't just sit there and do nothing.

"Oh my, your back is bleeding fairly hard, I should go get Hershel so he can tend to your wounds." Lori said while placing her hand on my neck so she wouldn't hurt my back.

"You can tell?" I had a confused look on my face.

"It is a white shirt sweetie. I'll bring you something to eat while Hershel looks at you."

"I got it, Lori. You're pregnant and don't need to be waiting on me."

"It's the least you have done for Carl, Rick, the baby, me and the group. You've almost died twice because of us. It's the least I can do."

"I'll still get it though."

"You're quite stubborn but I am getting it."

"Me? Stubborn. That's absurd!" I shot her a wink before saying, "I still am getting it."

Before Lori could speak Carol's voice from behind me says, "Grace, you need to go see Hershel, you're bleeding a lot. I'll fetch Hershel."

"No, I'll get him."

By the time I said him Carol was already out of the room and so was Lori.

I gave up and sat right on the floor and I scoot over to where my, our bed is at.

Batman leaps on my lap out of nowhere and begin to pet him.

"How are you feeling?" Hershel walks in from the kitchen.

"Well for being a cut up roast I am good." I chuckle and so does Hershel.

"Let me see your back."

I lift up my shirt and pull it over my head while I still have my arms in the sleeves holding the shirt to cover my breasts.

"How'd this happen, besides your crossbow incident."

"I was tied to the railing of the stairs and I used my back to break free of the railing and balusters."