My other half (Daryl Dixon)(the walking dead)

Daryl and his Arrows

Daryl's pov

Just sitting in bed is the most boring thing i have ever done, it's not helping in finding the little girl Sophia.

I should be out there looking for her.

But no, I had to get thrown off a cliff by that stupid horse because she got spooked by a snake,I'd been grazed on the side of my head from a bullet and now I'm stuck in this bed.

Even when i'm down for the count, i'm still thinking about others, if my brother were to see me now he would call me Rick's bitch or a pansy for looking for this girl. He would have laughed at me for being soft, I wouldn't blame him, I had gotten soft.

I couldn't help but wonder about Ghost, how was she? I know she hit her head pretty badly I was there when they carried her unconscious body in, she had been out of it for five days now and I couldn't help but worry just a bit.

What if she was dead, what if she just didn't wake up? 

I felt sad at thinking this because she was the only one that was like me she knew what my pain was, I knew I was never going to find anyone like her in this world.I didn't want to lose her she was the only one who knew my secret.

Hell she knew more about me then anyone in my group.

I should stop letting her get to me like this, I shouldn't care about anyone really but yet I'm looking for this little girl. I had been in this dammed room for one day and I was all ready tired of it, I was moving out today and going back to my tent.

The door opened and in walked the old guy.

He walked up to me and asked "How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine, can a move ta ma tent" I at least asked nicely, I wasn't going to be rude to this old man. 

He frowned at me "You need to rest more"

I nodded in understanding "Yea a will, just in ma tent" I didn't like to be cooped up in this room, it was to unfamilliar. 

He sighed but agreed "Aright, but come to me if you start to hurt"

"yea"

~Time skip~

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I was now on my cot a lot more happy to be out of that house and on my own, that horse is going to get it when I get better, it was the reason I fell of the cliff and because of that my arrow had sliced into my side.

I had to pull it out and climb up the cliff and walk home.

Andrea had come into my tent and told me that she was sorry about shooting me, I understood that but she was always looking for a reason to look like an adult with the guns. 

I did look like road kill when I was walking up to the farm so I understood, she was protecting the group but I told her that if she does it again.

Se better pray I'm dead.

hey guys a real quick one. love you