Chapter 41: Freedom

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I lean against the tree next to us and hold onto my neck

Pauly: Mom, you've been bit

Me: I know

Angel hugs me tightly

Angel: Don't turn mom

I hug her back. Daryl comes over. I smile at him

Me: Daryl

Daryl: Are you alright?

I shake my head

Me: Angel

She looks at me

Me: Help me up

She stands and grabs my hand. I stand up then limp over to Daryl

Me: Daryl I...

I just show him

Daryl: No... I was too late

He hugs me tightly

Daryl: I'm sorry

Me: Don't apologize Daryl

Angel: Mom

I look at her

Angel: This is our dad huh?

I nod

Me: Yes Angel

She walks over to him. Daryl gets on one knee to face her. She hugs him. He's shocked but then hugs her back. I look over and see Pauly standing by Negan's body

Me: Pauly?

I limp over to him

Me: Pauly; what are you doing?

He looked upset

Pauly: He tied me up

He starts crying

Pauly: Why did he do that? He was always there for me and he told me I was like a son to him

He looks at me

Pauly: I loved him like a father

Me: Pauly he was a bad man from the beginning. Your father is right there with your sister

Pauly glares at Daryl

Pauly: He's not my father

Me: Don't be silly of course he is

Pauly: He was never there for me

Me: Pauly

Pauly: Let's just go

Me: Alright then

I go over to Daryl and Angel

Me: Let's get out of here

Daryl: I was able to get a jeep. I don't know how long it'll last but it's worth a shot

I smile and nod then go over to my bow and arrows and pick them up and put them on my back then grab Jesus's gun and put it in my back pocket. We all start walking back to the camp. Everything was on fire. I noticed Negan's place wasn't

Me: Take them to the jeep, I'll be right back

Daryl takes them as I go over to Negan's place. I go into the bathroom, take a quick shower to wash all the blood off, and wrap a towel around me. Once I was done I grab the first aid kit and patch my leg and my bite wound

Negan: That looks bad

I look up and see him from the mirror sitting on the tub

Me: What the fuck?

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