Barely Surviving // TWD // Daryl Dixon #Wattys2016

Chapter 37 -- Have No Regrets

"Some old wounds never truly heal, and bleed again at the slightest word."

― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

"You have some balls, don't you?" Merle said as we both were on guard.

"Shut up, Merle!" I muttered, not bothering to look at him.

I was lying on my stomach, gripping the rifle with both my hands. I had been here with Merle for around an hour and a half and soon it will be Glenn's turn to keep watch.

I actually volunteered to take Glenn's turn because I wanted to stay away from everyone, but Glenn didn't let me.

At first, after what I did two days ago, everyone was too stunned to do or say anything but the next day hell broke loose.

My mother went completely nuts, started yelling at Daryl, who eventually just got on his motorcycle and left and he was away all day, avoiding my mum. She actually went as far as stealing Rick's keys and locked the door of my cell while I was sleeping, Rick ordered her to release me but she hid the keys and wouldn't tell anyone where she put them, so, once Daryl was back, just minutes before sunset he was told to get his own set of keys and open the door and let me out and the worst part, even than being locked the whole day, was that he didn't look up at me, not even once while he did it.

Actually, he hadn't talked to me since I kissed him. It was an impulse, a stupid, irrational one and now he had been ignoring me and avoiding me, I had tried to talk to him and pretend everything is cool but he just won't talk to me.

"Took everyone by surprise."

"I just wanted to make a point," I muttered, I was so annoyed by Merle right now, he just hadn't stopped talking about that since we got here.

"Everyone already knew that you like him, so..."

"No," I exclaimed, interrupting him. "The point was that I'm old enough to do what I want, my mum can't control me or give me orders and expect me to follow them like if I was eight or so."

"So you kissed my brother?" Merle asked me. "Makes total sense," he added sarcastically.

"She forbade me to see him, I was just not thinking right, okay?" I said. "I regret it, alright? Because now Daryl won't talk to me and it was stupid and I shouldn't have done it."

"Have no regrets, Blondie," Merle said to me. "Life is too short and miserable to have regrets, look at me, I don't regret anything I do."

"That's because you are an insensible jerk," I told him.

"The point is that you shouldn't regret a stupid kiss, it's dumb."

"What I did was dumb."

"What you did was brave."

Right then I saw Glenn making his way to the tower so I stood up, leaving the rifle on the ground. I told Merle it was time to go and as I did, Glenn opened the door. I smiled at him before walking down the stairs, ready to go to my 'room' and just lie down for a bit.

When I walked into Block C and passed by my mother's cell, I saw her in there but she wasn't alone, she was with Axel, they were both laughing and too close to my liking.

She probably sensed my stare, making her look up at me and when she did, I glared at her, she just glared back.

I wasn't in the mood to argue even when I wanted to say so many things to her, so I just hurried to get to my cell. I slumped down on the bed and opened the bible Hershel let me borrow from him. I had already read Matthew, Mark and Luke, I was ready to start John now and the best thing was that if I didn't understand something I could ask Hershel and he almost always cleared my doubts.