Another Loss- chapter 29

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I woke in a dark room, I look around me to see that I was back in the prison. My head was pounding like a jack rabbit. I sat up suddenly I grabbed my aching head. I stepped off the bed and walked out the cell door to the cafeteria, where everyone was sitting besides two people.

"Where's Merle and Daryl? How did I get back here?" I asked attracting the attention of my fellow peers.

"You're not suppose to be outta bed right now sweetie you need to rest." Hershel said standing at my side trying to redirect me to the cell I just came from. I gently took my arm from his soft hands and looked around for Michonne.

"Just explain to me whats going on." I demanded.

"You hit your head pretty hard on a post that Merle had has tied too. You fell when a walker attacked you. After me and Merle killed the walkers, he let us go and told me to go back, and not look for hm. On the way back I ran into Daryl he said he was going to look for Merle."

"How long has he been gone? Where is he?" I asked panicky.

"He's been gone four hours now." Michonne said avoiding my gaze. I quickly walked back to my cell and grabbed my weapons. I walked out the cell door and to them door. I froze when I heard Hershel's voice.

"Where are you going?" Hershel shouted.

"I'm going to go find the love of my life." I said back opening and shouting the door behind me. I started running down to the gate and the way I remember walking in. It took me about a half hour before I got to the spot that I was attacked by walkers in. I examined my surroundings to find fresh tire marks where Merle must have squealed outta of the parking lot. I followed the tire tracks until they stopped. Bella think... Where would they be.. Then I remebered that Merle was taking us to the governor. I finished running to the place that the Governor was staying at. I looked around and saw fresh bodies on the ground. I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw Daryl hunched over a body crying. I walked up slowly, I was almost to Daryl when I accidentally stepped on a stick and he spun around withy his croosbow drawn up in my face.

"Daryl it's me calm down...It's me." I said gently grabbing the crossbow and lowering. Daryl dropped his crossbow and practically leaned down into my shoulder where he sobbed silently.

"He's gone... All that I had left, my only family and he is gone..." Daryl mumured into my shoulder. Ouch... That kind of hurt...But I can't let my feelings get the best of me. I grabbed Daryl by the face and made him look at me. His face was all puffy and red, he looked broken inside like he was just done.

"Daryl that is not true. He is not all that you have left, you have me, and everyone back at the prison, we are also your family. No one can replace Merle but we can fight for him, not give up, and you can love and appreciate the family you have left. I love you." I said. He rested his head back on my shoulder we sunk to the ground while I held him. We stayed like that for a couple of hours before we decide it was getting late. We walked back to the prison hand in hand. We stopped at the bar where I was tied to the post we decided that it would be safer to just stay there the night. I walked to the woods across the street and grabbed some firewood. Daryl was inside finding some supplies to eat and sleep on. I walked back in the store and laid the firewood in a tp shape I laid some paper underneath of the wood and placed rocks in a circle around the wood. I lite the lighter and burned the paper that was there. It took some blowing and fanning but the fire finnaly started to kick off. Daryl had found two sleepbags. We decided to stretch them out and sleep on one while we used the other as a blanket. I samcavaged in the back of the bar and found some brand and chips. I gripped the can of beans with some tongs I found and held it over the fire. Once the beans were heated we are them,with the chips and drank some of the little water that we had left. I propped my sword and now up against the wall next to me and laid down. Daryl laid down next to me and just stared at me. I began to feel uncomfortable so I rolled over to look at him and asked,

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