Survive the Impossible ~ A "The Walking Dead" Fanfiction

The Power of the Four Directions

- What are you doing here? Souldn't you be at the Quarry?

- No. - he was working on the fire - My brother disappeared in the morning, and didn't come back yet, so I started to search him. Even when he doesn't want to see me.

- Why? - I asked him sadly.

- Nothing. Sibling-argues. It's normal between us.

- That does not sounds normal. But you have to discuss it. Whatever it is.

Merle smiled at me, than turned away. He noticed Emma, who was deeply sleeping by that time.

- She's your new company?

- Not at all. I found them in a house next to the road. His boyfriend was killed, and she didn't want me to leave her there. Notedly, I couldn't shake her down from myself, so she just came after me. But I don't want her to come to the camp. The others wouldn't appreciate that.

- Just Rick... and Shane. I don't think the others would have any problem with that.

I looked at him, and he seemed, he had a deep, and quiet problem in his soul, which he could not talk about. But instead of asking him questions, I just looked down to my boots. Suddenly it was like everything came up in my mind. Since I was born.

The next day, I got up early, way before the sun was shining on the sky. I packed everything into my bag, what we packed out in the evening. Suddenly, when I looked to the fallen trunk, where I thought, Merle supposed to sleep yet, nobody was lying there. Then I noticed that Emma was not there, too. I was really angry, although it was just early in the morning, and I didn't want to search for them, because now we didn't have food and water, and I wanted to go back to the Quarry soon. This was what my brain whispered to me. My heart said the opposite, and to tell you the truth, the pople in the camp would be really angry to me if I would not go back there with at least Merle. Because, well, he didn't depart with me to find the man, but we met, and I felt I was a bit responsible to take back him hurtlessly, and I knew, Daryl would want me not to appear in front of his eyes anymore.

After eating lots of blueberries from a bush, I put my bag onto my back, and nearly leaved the place, where I was, when an idea came to my mind. Maybe I had to leave a message or something to tell Merle and Emma, when they come back - if they come back - that where I am, and what to do. I found a piece of black coal on the ground, or at least, it seemed it was coal, I was not sure, but it was kind of material that left a mark on the trunk of trees. When I wrote down everything they had to know, finally I left the woods, and went back to the road.

Everything was quiet on my way. The trees...the birds...the wind...the wild animals...all of them was in silence, and it made an overwhelming feeling in me. That time, I was alone, and I could think about different things. I was looking dwon to the grey road with a separating line in the middle. I entertained myself by putting my feet ahead each other, while I tried to stay on the line. It made me smile, until I remembered a song, that accompanied me through becoming an adult. It was my favourite song, and I always listened to it, when I was sad, disappointed, exhausted, angry, etc. I cleared my throat, hummed a few, and silently, not to attract to myself the walkers, I started to sing.

I'm so tired of being here

Suppressed by all my childish fears

And if you have to leave

I wish that you would just leave

Your presence still lingers here, and it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal,

This pain is just too real

There's just too much that time cannot erase