Losing my mind

13. Little drive

Me and Glenn were digging graves.

I was working on Ts grave and glen was working on Loris.

I had sweat dripping down my forehead as I shoveled the dirt away.

Glenn and I didn't speak. There was nothing to talk about.

I heard footsteps approach us from behind, I quickly turned around. It was the two prisoners.

"The fuck do you want?" I spat

"Do you need help?" Axel asked

Glen stopped digging and looked at them then continued digging, I continued as well.

"You're friends....they were good folks" axel continued

"They were family" Glenn said

"I think I had one friend like that my whole life, you got a whole group, sorry you lost em" Oscar, the other prisoner said.

I sighed, I climbed out of the grave and threw the shovel at axel.

"Finish that one and dig another one" I stated, glen gave them his shovel and he started walking towards Hershel.

I walked into the prison and into Carl's cell.

I didn't say anything.

"What?" Carl asked

I shrugged my shoulders and walked to my cell.

We lost a 3rd of our group in one day.

•

Daryl and Maggie came back with supplies, we were all in the main area with a crying baby.

Daryl fixed up some formula for the baby, and fed her. He held the baby girl in his arms.

I bit my lip holding back a smile.

I've never seen Daryl go this soft before.

"She got a name yet?" Daryl asked

"No, but I was thinking maybe Sophia, Carol, Andrea, Amy, Jacquie, Patricia, or.. lori, I don't know" he named off names of past members of the group

"You like that? Little ass kicker" Daryl said "little ass kicker,right? That's a good name. Little ass kicker you like that huh sweetheart?" Daryl softly said

Yeah, he was going soft.

•

I was up in the guard tower all night again.

It was a foggy morning, the sun peeking above the prison.

I squinted my eyes as I saw Daryl walk up to one of the graves, Carols grave and put a Cherokee rose one it.

I started to bite the inside of my cheek.

Daryl noticed me staring at him, he approached the guard tower.

I heard him climbing up the ladder.

He go up and stood right next to me, overlooking the prison.

"When was the last time you slept?" He grumbled out

I shrugged my shoulders