Audrey Holly: Life at a Prison (TWD SydiaX fanfiction)

Episode 16: Trust part 1

                I felt a sudden wham of ache all over my body. My arms felt like they’d been snapped in two several times. I exhaled and tried to breathe but the air was a little dusty and thick. I opened my eyes but was immediately blinded.

                I blinked a couple of times, looked around, coughed, and realized where I was. After a quick examination of my body, I got up, and saw I was in some of my clothes.

                My throat felt awful. That’s right. I was crying wasn’t I? And, oh…I remember now. I held my head in my hands. I didn’t do that did I? Cry into Daryl’s chest? I guess it couldn’t be helped but, how would I face them? All of them? In the end, I’m glad I’m still alive and back here.

                As I started to massage my temples, I heard some talking going on a few cells down. They must be wondering about me. I stood to go see them, excited and wanted to get something to eat, but I froze before I reached the threshold of my cell door. My heart beat faster; my body became a nervous blaze of fire. My stomach felt like it was disappearing…

                A voice that I knew all too well reached my ears. A voice that didn’t belong in here. Please, let it just be my imagination. Still feeling too weak, I held onto the bars, and turned slowly into the open to look down the hall. As I walked forward, the voice I was afraid of increased by volume.

                When I finally saw the group in front of me, my hands were shaking at the sight presented. Glenn was the first to take notice of me. He patted Rick’s shoulder, who was engaged in conversation, and everyone had their eyes on me. They were confused stares. Maybe disappointment, or anger, or hurt… but they weren’t welcome eyes. I can’t say I blame them.

                Instead of fear, my anger took its place. I zeroed in my eyes on the blonde before me, her back facing my front. She noticed everyone was staring at something behind her. She turned, stood from her bench and ran to me. “Sis!”

                Casey, my sister embraced me. I felt the unbelievable desire to stab her then and there, but alas I was weaponless. The group looked at me like I’d betrayed them. Yes. This is what I’ve been hiding. My connection with the Governor. My sister.

                I looked to my new found friends, and wondered, what exactly did she tell them? Then I spoke. “What, is she, doing here?!”

[Opening Theme]

-Few Hours Earlier-

(Third Person P.O.V.)

                “She’s going to be fine physically. Mentally though, she’s been unhinged.” Hershel looked to the others and Daryl just stood there, biting his nail, looking at her, peaceful and quiet. They were all thankful she was ok. Glenn felt a bit foolish however. Happy to be wrong, but sad that he’d been so eager to give up hope that she was still alive. At least in his opinion.

                Most definitely in Daryl’s mind.

                “We have got to do something about that man.” Hershel announced.

                “Arrow in his brain should work.” Daryl said in response.

                Rick agreed of course, but he needed to be tactful. From now on stealth and caution were a must. All of these things were necessary in a much stronger sense than before. But, little could they fend off, even some of the most curious of propositions. Or predicaments.

                As Hershel hopped off with the rest of the group, Carl lingered and was thankful that Audrey was alive. He didn’t know who he was thanking though. He looked upwards, and then walked out of the cell to join the others.