Barely Alive // TWD // Daryl Dixon

Chapter 12 -- Rage

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"It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart."

― Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

The next day wasn't any easier than the day before, actually, for a moment I thought I dreamt it all or I hallucinated because of the fever and I never got back to the prison but I calmed down once I saw Daryl on the bed, sleeping next to me, so it did happen.

I was feeling a lot better but I still refused to go out of my cell, not wanting to face or see anyone, as they would look at me with pity, I didn't want that.

Sasha, who was a lot better now, brought me some food right after Hershel had injected me some more antibiotics and also some vitamins they had, I was extremely dehydrated after not eating or drinking much for the last week.

"How are you feeling?" Sasha asked, Daryl was gone now to eat breakfast with the rest, he reluctantly did it but I forced him to go, it couldn't be healthy for him to stay so much time with me, locked in a cell. But I think it was harder for me to let him go than to him for leaving, even if it was just for an hour or so.

"Better," I admitted. "And you?"

"I'm almost as good as before I got sick," she said with a smile but then her eyes reflected sadness and sorrow. "I didn't even know you were missing until two days ago."

"You almost died, it's okay," I said, noticing she felt a bit guilty. "I'm back here now."

Sasha and I didn't get along first, both being quite cold to people and not being able to trust people right away but after a couple of months and a few runs together, we started to stand each other and now we were good friends.

Glenn was the next dropping by to see how I was, Glenn hadn't completely recovered, he almost died. He stopped breathing and was only minutes away from dying if Hershel hadn't used the artificial breather and gotten the antibiotics just on time.

Glenn put me up to day to the events that had happened since I was gone. He told me about what happened and how things got from bad to chaotic in just a matter of minutes, saying people kept dying and turning and then biting people, it was awful.

He also told me that the fence finally gave in and several walkers got inside, making it chaotic outside as well, but no one had died from that.

I knew Glenn wanted to know what happened during these days but I kept evading his questions and changing the subject. I only told him that Sean drugged me and tied my hands when he abducted me, not really wanting to tell him anything else, including how I ended up with that cut and bruises on my face, even when he kept asking.

I really thought that now that breakfast was over the next person to visit me was going to be my mother, who I hadn't seen at all, but it wasn't her the person that came to my cell next, it was Michonne, who looked sad and angry about what happened to me but she also looked happy that I was finally back with them.

"I look like shit, you don't have to tell me," I said as I noticed her opening her mouth a few times but not saying anything to me, she only chuckled at me as she sat on the bed next to me.

"I got to be honest," she said with a sigh. "I was starting to think that we wouldn't find you."

"What? You doubted me?" I said with fake hurt.

"I didn't doubt you, but I know that guy lost his mind a long time ago and he could just... snap and kill you," she said sadly. "And this place is so big, the two of you could be anywhere."