She's A Fighter

Chapter 9.

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Daryl pulled me away, from Max's dead corpse. We started walking back to our tents. I looked back to see Rick, pulling Max's body, to one of the graves. Tears flowed from my eyes, I couldn't stand to see, him dead. I grasped Daryl's hand tightly, as we walked back to camp. I unzipped my tent, and plopped down on my cot. I layed there, silently crying myself to sleep.

I woke up the next morning, my eyes were stinging from the crying. I sat up, and unzipped my tent. I could tell Daryl, was still asleep. He snored as loud, as a pig. Instead of, getting my breakfast, I walked up to the farmhouse. I ran to the bathroom, and looked in the mirror. My hair was tangled, and dirty. There were bloodstains, on my shirt, and pants. My face was covered in dirt. I turned to the shower, and turned it on. The hot water, started making steam, that encaved the whole bathroom. I undressed, and stepped in. The hot water, felt amazing. I washed my hair, and face. I shaved my legs, and arms, till they were like velvet. I turned off the shower, and wiped the foggy mirror. I combed, through my thick, long hair. I got dressed, and stepped out of the bathroom. I felt refreshed, but sad.

I walked back to camp, and got my usual plate of eggs. I sat on the log, closest to the fire. I ate silently, I felt eyes, staring at me. I turned to see, Shane, glaring at me. I glared back at him, and turned my attention, back to my eggs. Then out of nowhere, I started feeling sick. My stomach, was hurting, and my head, started aching. I felt dizzy, I couldn't see anything. I fell to the ground. I closed, my eyes, and everything went black.

I woke up, to see it was night time. I sat up, realizing I was in the farmhouse. It was quiet, for a few minutes. Then Daryl, and Shane barged in, and yanked me out of bed. I fell to the ground, and looked up to see, a gun pointed at my head. But what was worse than that was, who was holding the gun. It was Daryl, my heart shattered.

'Why would he point that at me?' I thought to myself, reaching my hand towards Daryl. He smacked my hand away, and pulled me by the collar, out the door. He dragged me to the shed, with Shane following us. Daryl, tied my hands to a pole in a small shed. I looked up to see, Luka, and Rin. They were tied up too. Then I turned to my side, to see Bard. I started screaming, I couldn't believe he found us. Then Daryl, and Shane walked out, slamming the door behind them. Tears flowed from my eyes, I couldn't believe he threw me in here.