The Next World

Chapter 2

The door opened up once I was about to head down the street.

"Amelia. Hold up," Glenn called.

"You should go back and rest, Glenn. God knows you need it," I said turning to look at him.

"Look, about Nicholas," he started.

"I wanted to strangle the hell out of that son of bitch for what he did to you," I said cutting him off.

"How do you know it was him?" he asked.

"Oh, come on. The both of you show up in the infirmary, yet you're the only one who was severely injured? It's not all that hard to piece together," I retorted.

"Look, I'll handle it. I just wanted to thank you for not telling Tara everything," he said.

"She deserves to know," I said.

"And I will tell her. But first I gotta tell Maggie exactly what happened out there. She's been eyeing Nicholas the whole time," he said.

"I get why you did it, Glenn. You're honestly too good for this world. But this is strike two. One more strike and I'm taking him out myself," I said.

"Understood," he said.

"I'm glad you're okay. If anything happened to you...you're like a brother to me," I said.

"Thanks. I'd give you a hug but it hurts to lift my shoulder," he said.

"Like I said, go back and get some rest. I'll see you in the morning," I said.

We both waved at one another. I turned back around and headed home. I went inside and didn't see Rick or Morgan around. Daryl was still in the kitchen.

"Where's Rick?" I asked once I was at the kitchen.

"Rinsing off," Daryl replied.

"Oh okay. And Morgan?" I continued.

"He felt he should hold up separate from us. He's in that spare room you told me Rick was held in," he replied.

I nodded.

"How's Tara?" he asked.

"She's good. She's gonna be fine. I told her about Noah," I replied.

"How'd she take it?" he asked.

"Well. She didn't get the whole story. Just that walkers got him. I wanted to tell her about Nicholas but Glenn didn't want to tell her just yet. Speaking of which, Glenn was shot by that son of a bitch," I said.

"The hell?" he asked standing up.

"I know. I cleaned up his wound," I replied.

"I'll kill that prick," he said.

He made his way to the door but I stopped him.

"Daryl don't," I said.

"Why the hell not?" he said, his voice growing louder.

"Because Glenn said he had a handle on it. And I believe him. That's who he is, Daryl. He saves people. Even cowards like Nicholas. But I warned him that if Nicholas screws up one more time, I'd kill him myself," I said.

"I should have killed him that day I had him pinned to the ground," he said.

"We couldn't have predicted just how much of an annoying little prick he'd turn out to be," I said.

"Still...You have anything to eat yet?" he asked.

"Yeah. I had something earlier. Let's head up to bed. It's been a long ass day," I said.