The rain continued to pour down. I was still holding Daryl hand.
"Remember when the roads where clear and deer would run out" I asked
"Yeah its rare now" he said "I was hunting when this all happened"
"that must of been terrible" I said
"Well yeah. My dad died and I started running until I bumped into you" Daryl said
"What about your brother?" I asked
"Maybe we will find him maybe not" he said
"im sorry" I apologized
"don't be we got each other" he said
"I know I said "I would of been dead if you didn't find me"
I was glad he found me and I liked him for it. we drove down this empty road and walkers are on the side. The walkers are the ones who eat people and turn the people you love into something else. This virus killed everybody who was nice, wise, and generous. The nice ones turn into the crazy and the wise aren't trusted.
We stopped the truck.
"whats wrong" I said
"Look theres a woman and man walking down with bags" Daryl pointed
"What are we going to do" I asked
" drive slowly up to them" he said
he was driving slowly up to them and he rolled down the window.
"Where yall heading?" he asked
the woman had long black hair and wearing a green sweatsuit. the man with blonde hair and wearing a green tshirt and shorts.
"We are heading north" the woman said
"so are we want a lift?" daryl asked "yall can sit in the back."
they got in the back of the truck.
"what are you doing?" I whispered
"Don't worry I got this" Daryl said
we continued to drive down the rainy road. I don't feel right with theses people with us. I better keep an eye on em
