My Damaged Savior (A Daryl Dixon Love Story) [Pre apocalyptic] Wattys 2019

Chapter 38

Hello people of earth and possible other places! I know I know go yell and scream all you want because I haven't updated in over a month but in my defense I have very limited internet right now. My dad only has a limited number of GB a month and he doesn't allow me to use it so in order to use Wifi I have to either A) sneak it when he's gone which is rare. Or B) go to a restaurant and borrow their Wifi which is difficult with my work schedule right now. I'm doing the best I can but believe me when I say that I haven't ditched my stories and I'm not intentionally leaving you hanging!

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So my dedication bowl is gone because I moved so I can't dedicate chapters to anyone anymore! BOOOOO!!! So this chapter is dedicated to everyone! Sorry for being gone so long and I hope I can come back soon permanently again! And I hope you all understand!

Here's the next chapter, Nords! I hope you all enjoy it!!

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Things seemed to happen so quickly. The ambulance showed up and loaded an unconscious Harry in the back. Merle rode in the ambulance because Daryl felt like I didn't need to be around that but someone needed to be with him. Daryl and I were speeding to the closest hospital which was 30 minutes away.

I was a bundle of nerves at this point. I had no clue what was going on. I didn't know what had happened to Harry. For all I knew he could be dead right now. I shook my head trying to clear those thoughts. I didn't need to be thinking like that. I looked over at Daryl whose knuckles were white on the wheel. I knew, even though he wouldn't admit it, he was just as nervous as me.

I slowly reached out and placed my hand on top of his free hand. His hand slowly flipped and his fingers laced with mine. He gave my hand a gentle squeezed which I returned. The ride to the hospital was quick. Daryl screeched into the parking lot and we both quickly jumped out.

Daryl and I quickly rushed into the ER waiting room and I walked up to the window where the receptionist was. "Can I help you with something?" she asked me. I barely had time to catch my breath and tell her what was going on before the double doors bust open and Merle came through.

To my dismay his hands and part of his shirt was covered in blood. My eyes became wide and I felt my knees trying to give out but Daryl's arms wrapped around me from behind and he pulled me against his chest steading me making sure I didn't hit the ground.

"Merle, what happened?" I couldn't even look at him. I was focused on the blood that was covering him. Merle swallowed hard and looked down at his bloody hands. "They revived 'im an' then they lost 'im again because he couldn't breathe so they stuck a needle in 'is lung te clear the area an' blood went everywhere," he said.

I felt my face going white. I couldn't believe this was happening right now. "I'm gon' try te get some of this off of me," Merle mumbled while walking past us. Daryl's arms tightened around me. "Ye alrigh'?" he asked me softly. I bit my lip and tasted blood.

"I need some air," I said. Daryl gave me a slight nod and took my hand while tugging me towards the door. The cool Georgia air hit me hard and I sucked in a lot of it still trying to catch my breath. I still didn't know what was going on with Harry but I knew I would have to wait until a doctor came out and told me.