Ch:22 Depression and Sickness

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My eyes snapped open and I escaped from the awful dream. I was screaming as I woke up so Carl came running up to my room. He ran over to me and asked "are you ok babe"? I hugged him, but didnt say anything. After he calmed me down I laid back down and closed my eyes again.

Carl playfully shook me and said "cmon, you cant stay in bed forever". Tears just flowed down my face and so I put my head under the covers. Carl said "I'll check up on you later". He walked out of my room and I cried harder. I didnt want him to see me break down like I was doing now.

All of those bottled up feelings I carried around with me finally came out. I broke and I snapped. I was slipping into a deep and dark depression. I thought numerous times about grabbing a knife and end ing my life, but I couldnt do that to Daryl, Carl and Rick. I didnt eat, didnt drink, and didnt speak. I just laid in bed stiff as a log.

My thoughts we all becoming clear. Everybody that I loved is dead or will die. I kill everyone who gets bit and who is already dead. The world has turned to complete hell and I survived. Surviving isnt all it's cracked up to be. You lose everybody you love and you lose yourself too. It just felt like my heart was dead and my soul was dark.

Daryl came in with a tray of food and said "sit up, time to eat". I just laid there and blocked everything out. He said "look Shelby, I know what your doing, dont stop fighting, you are a strong girl, and I dont think I can survive without you by my side". He put his hand on my shoulder and said "your my little ass kicker and practically my little sister". I smiled a bit, but then slipped back into my depression again. He kissed my cheek and said "dont let yourself go, you here me, find yourself and hang onto it". He set the tray down on the nightstand and walked out of the door.

About a few hours later I heard talking by my door. It was Daryl, Carl, Rick, and Bob. Daryl said "I dont know what to do... she wont eat, wont drink, and wont speak to anybody". Bob said "she is going through depression". Daryl asked "well how do we get her out of it"? Bob said "she has to do it herself". Carl said "all she does is sleep and stare at the wall". Rick said "let me try talking to her". Daryl said "try, but it wont work".

Rick opened the door and sat on the bed close to me. He put his hand on my shoulder and said "hey kiddo, please talk to me". Silence filled the room. He said "you have been in bed for days. You havent spoken, ate anything, and you havent drunken anything either. Your killing yourself". I stared at the wall and felt tears well up inside me. He said "when Lori died, I snapped and went craxy. I seen her everywhere. I actually thought she called me on a phone that didnt even work. I was losing myself and I was slipping away. I was turning into a different person".

I swallowed and it was hard to because there was no spit in my mouth. He continued and said "please sweetie, we need you. You are one of the best members of the group. We all count on you. We all need to to become better. So please pull yourself together and dont let yourself slip away". He kissed my cheek and walked to the door. Carl walked in and walked over to the bed.

I looked out the window and it was dark. He pulled down the covers and wrapped his arm around me. He said "I love you Shelby". I lightly grabbed his hand and he knew that I loved him to. I closed my eyes and went to sleep. I woke up in the middle of the night screaming and crying. Carl shot up and held me. Daryl and Rick ran into our room. They walked over and asked "what happened". Carl said "just a ba nightmare, she's ok now". I buried my face into his chest and I hugged him tightly.

Rick and Daryl walked back to their rooms and shut their doors. We both laid back down and I faced him. I gently said "I love you too". It was hard because my mouth was so dry. He smiled and said "there's my girl". I smiled and said "sorry". He kissed me on the lips then said "you dont need to me sorry".

We closed our eyes and went back to sleep. Again I woke up screaming and crying. Carl got up and said "it's ok, it's morning now, and I'm here". He wrapped me in his arms and kissed my forehead. Daryl walked in with a tray of food. He set it on my lap and said "please eat and drink something". I smiled and said "ok". He got so excited because I spoke. He hugged me and said "I knew you were strong, I knew you would find yourself again".

I grabbed the tray and I took the bottle of water. I sipped the water back greedily and they smiled. I dug into the fruit cocktail and they were both ecstatic. Rick walked in and smiled. He said "I knew you could do it". I smiled and said "it was hard, but I managed". After I finished eating my stomach hurt. I began to feel naustious so I ran downstairs and out behind the house. I threw up all the food and the water.

Daryl ran to me and asked "are you ok"? I said "I dont know" then threw up some more. Daryl helped me back upstairs and said "I'll go get you a bucket or something so you dont have to keep running out of the house". When he came back I quickly grabbed it and kept throwing up. All the food and water was out of me so we didnt know why I kept throwing up. Daryl ran outside and screamed Bob's name.

About 5 minutes later Daryl and Bob came up to my room. Bob walked over and examined me. I threw up again and this time it was pure blood. I looked at Daryl and said "the same thing happened to Juduth". He said "but you are a fighter, you can make it through this". Bob asked "how long ago did she eat"? He said "about an hour ago". Bob said "she need's more water and food. Her body is shutting down, we need to mover her in with Glenn".

Daryl gently picked me up and we walked over to where Glenn was staying. They moved a bed into the room with Glenn and he looked terrible like me. Glenn looked over and asked "is she ok"? Daryl said "she is sick with something". He asked "could she have what I have"? Bob said "maybe, but she went through depression".

Bob grabbed a needle and stuck it into my arm. He set a I.V full of water on the table next to my bed. Glenn had one too. Bob said "we will come back in an hour to see if you guys can eat". After they all left I looked over at Glenn. Our beds were almost touching so I grabbed his hand. He looked over and smiled. I said "we are tough, we will make it throught this". He said "we will do it together". I smiled and said "yes, together".

Me and Glenn took turns puking up blood into the bucket. After we were done with the little vomiting episode we both laid down and talked. After we talked for awhile I said "we need to get some rest, if we are going to get better". He said "agreed" and let go of my hand. We closed our eyes and slowly fell asleep.

About an hour later we both shot up in bed after we heard multiple screams and gun fire come from outside.

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