Chapter 25- Welcome to Hell

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Haley's P.O.V.

We were back in the prison, our safe walls surrounding us. I sat on the bed while Daryl was sitting on the floor fixing his arrows . I brought my knees up to my chest "So did you and Michonne find the governor?"

Daryl stopped what he was doing and picked up his eyes

I sighed "I know what you two are doing. You don't have to lie"

Again he stayed silent "Daryl you don't have to do this"

He stood up and sat next to me "Yea I do"

I brought my legs down and over the bed while he reached for my hand "No you don't" I said standing up and turning to him "This isn't the last bad guy were going to come across. One day were going to lose this prison. One day were going to come across someone else. We're going to get separated one day"

Daryl let out a sigh "I'm ain't gonna let that happen"

I looked down for a second before looking at him "And one day were both going to die"

He grabbed onto my waist "We ain't gonna die. Not anytime soon 'lright"

He brought me closer to him "I just don't want to leave this place. But something in my gut tells me otherwise" I said looking away

I sat on his lap "Hey, right now we're okay. You and I are here, alive"

I wrapped my arm around his neck and looked at him. He's right, maybe we won't lose this prison "Yea, we're okay" I began to smile

A small smile formed on him as he leaned in. We kissed and he took his lips down as he nibbled on my neck "Daryl!" I giggled

He chuckled softly and pulled away to look at me "I love ya" I brought up his hand and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear

I pressed my lips together "I love you too" I said softly

I opened my eyes wide open and let out a small gasp. I picked up my head and looked around, or I tried to at least. It was dark, but there was a small piece of light coming from the bottom of the door. I softly groaned and picked myself up from the ground. I swallowed hard when I noticed I was naked. I looked around at the empty tiny room. I approached the doorknob and tried opening it only it wouldn't open. I banged on the door a few times

"Hello?!" I yelled. I kept pounding at the door until my hand got so tired. I took a few steps back and sat against the cold wall. I brought my knees to my chest and a few tears came at the tip of my eye. I let a few out before I heard the door unlock, I quickly wiped them away and looked up. The door opened and the light came bursting through. I squinted my eyes for a second and saw who was standing at the doorway. It was Dwight. He approached me with a plate and something on it. I shuttered and tried to cover my bare body best I could. He kneed down next to me

"Eat up sweetheart"

I looked at him and saw the small sandwich on the plate. I was starving so I grabbed it and just by the smell I knew it wasn't good. As I brought it up closer to my mouth and the smell of dog food got stronger. I had not choice, I was hungry. Hungry enough to eat this. I bit into the sandwich and wanted hurl but I just kept chewing. Dwight stood up and walked to the doorway before he turned around and threw something on the floor.

I just kept chewing until I finished it. Again I wanted to hurl but I took a few deep breaths. My eyes moved to the clothing on the floor. I quickly grabbed it and put it on, it was like a prisoner suit. with an almost faded B on the back. I heard some music playing outside but it didn't sound close or far away. It sure was annoying

Three Days Later

It's the same routine over and over again. Eating the dog food sandwich and staying in the same place all day. At one point the door unlocked and opened. I didn't lift my head thinking it was just Dwight

"Haley" I heard a different voice say

I finally looked up but it wasn't Dwight. It was a guy; young looking. I stayed staring at him

He looked around "I'm Scott" He said looking back at me. He softly chuckled "I'm not even suppose to be talking to you"

I stayed staring at him "Then why are you?" I softly said

He continued to look around him making sure no one was coming "Because what they're doing to you is wrong"

I looked at him and he looked at me "I just wanted to tell you to do whatever they tell you to do. You don't want to live like this for the rest of your life. But truth is, it won't get any better. But you have to stay strong"

Only one thing popped into my mind; one person "Daryl. Where is he?"

He grabbed the door and began to close it "I think someone is coming"

"Please" I moved to my knees "Daryl, is he okay? Where is he?"

He continued to close the door and look around "Stay strong, do whatever they say" He looked at me once more before he closed the door and locked it

"Please!" I exclaimed and curled up into a small ball "Please" I quietly began to sob. I couldn't take it anymore. I have to see him, I have to see Daryl again.

I took a deep breath and  peeked up my head to see Daryl awake

"Can't sleep?" I asked

He looked down at me "Nah"

I knew it was probably morning already because I can see the sunlight coming from a small window outside. I didn't ask him why he couldn't sleep because I knew. Beth had just lost Zach and somehow that got to Daryl. I knew he didn't want to talk about it so I changed the subject

"You know you never told me what you did before all of this" I said sitting up from the bed

He snickered "That's cause it ain't important"

"Oh come on" I whined "I just wanna know"

He grunted as he moved himself up and sat next to me "Zach kept trying to guess"

I sighed and put on a frown "I'm sorry"

"I was there right there, I could've done somethin. I could've saved him. What if I was closer"

"But you weren't. You can't beat yourself up about this" I said grabbing his hand "Daryl for the rest of the time that we have on this earth. There are going to be more what ifs. There will be decisions we will have to make that we won't like"

He looked up at me

"But you can't let those decisions destroy you"

He slightly smiled "I don't know what I'd do without you" He raised his hand up and rubbed his hand slowly on my cheek

"Pray you never have to find out" I smiled softly and stood up. I happily slammed my hands on his arms "Now get up, it's a brand new day" I flashed a smile

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