"What do you mean? You know I understand those words,just tell me will she be okay ?"
Waking up, I realize that wasn't apart of my dreams. How could it when I was dreaming of gummy bears showing me to Oz. Sitting up brought an upset feeling to my stomach, causing me to get rid of some unwanted toxins. That's how Jake used to explain it after I threw up.
The quiet whispers shushed and a faint tension invited itself in the room when an elderly man entered the room.
"No No sweetie you should lay down and rest" the man quietly commanded gently while laying my head back on the uncomfortable pleather day bed ,the smell of mint and tobacco filled my senses bringing me to a calm state.
"Ex-excuse me but.." Clearing my throat anxiously I felt the questions rack my head brining more pain to a giant headache
"What happened ...why am I here?" Slipped my mouth in a murmur
"Um I honestly don't know much. You should ask Carl he brought you here, you fainted, dehydration is a nasty thing sweetie"informing me only gave me more questions but when he smiled and pushed the brown straight piece of hair out of my face like Jake used to , I knew I would be alright
"When Carl brought you to us, we had a terrible shock but you're running on liquids and Carl brought along your stuff " He swiftly motioned to my bag and the inlarged knife next to it.
"That was so nice of you thanks " I awkwardly gave a thanks knowing I had a problem with Independence . The idea of someone helping me made me feel selfish and weak, no one should waste their time on me.
Instinctively I pushed back my brown hair into a messy ponytail and looked up feeling ashamed of my self.
" It really was no problem, and nice weapon choice " the familiar boy who I saw shoot a zombie who I believe is named Carl gestured to my katana.
"You feeling okay? I mean Hershel wouldn't really tell me." he said with concern and a bit of annoyance montioning to Hershel the man that helped me witch is now shaking his head smiling while walking out of the room due to Carls remark
Siting next to me I guessing Carl did the only thing he was taught to do if someone feels sick to feel if I have a fever . Reaching his hand to my forehead was absolutely awkward ,but then something magical happened something that would feel even better then a cure , a rush of safety and tingles.
We both looked at each other in awe , for a second everything was okay again. I didn't like it . Trying to break the awkwardness, I pulled on a smiled and replied with a small "thank you"
"So what's your name.? he asked with a small smile that never left his face
Hesitating I told him " Delyla , Delyla Roberts , your Carl right ?
" Haha yeah Hershel told you right ? And oh like that song hey there delyla " he laughs ,it was deep and made me weak, even though I hate when people say that I couldn't help but giggle a little as well ... damn what's happening to me ? This if the first time I laughed sense this whole thing started , the first time I feel safe , loved , this boy is growing on me .I thought but I couldn't help but smile at the thought of Having a friend .. Or possibly more then a friend .
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Damaged
Fanfiction"Sometimes she believes she is jut dreaming, that it is all some sort of a big joke,that was until she killed her first walker. Delyla learned not to trust/love anyone and to keep everything she feels to herself . But will fate bring the broken girl...
