Life Isn't Fair

11

Once we get back to the remaining people of our group, Sasha's face contorts from happy to confused to sadness. I give her and Maggie looks of sympathy, and say, "They're in a better place now." my voice cracks and I couldn't bare to look them in their faces. "Maggie.....Sasha....Im so sorry." I say while handing Sasha Tyrees' beanie, and hand Maggie Beth's Pistol. I look over to Daryl and give him her knife. "I......I..." I couldn't finish my sentence without my emotions threatening to break loose. I knew the group was an emotional wreck about everything that has happened; I didn't dare say anything while they held a moment of silence and regaining. Sasha couldn't handle it; she went to one of the cars and started to punch it until there was a huge dent and her knuckles were bloody. I watched and wanted to do the same, but I remembered Michonne's words, "Yes you can. It's not your fault. You just have to believe it. You see these people? They need you. You need to be strong for them." at this moment I had stopped letting myself stay soft and I walked over to Sasha and pulled her roughly against me to stop her from lashing out at me or anybody else. "Let me--go!" she was struggling against my grip which was surpirsingly strong right now, "No Sasha. Woman to Woman, I'd stop struggling. Or else I will get Abe to control you. And you know how he can be." I threatened her with violence against her own will, hoping that she would give in and stop fighting back. Eventually she calms down and turns around to give me a hug. "I just don't know what is right from wrong right now Skye." She says and breathes out heavily. "Im sorry that you feel like crap. I do too. I lost my parents, siblings, Beth, and Tyrees. All of them were- are important to me. Trust me. I know what you're going through. Because I've been through the same thing. I had to kill a man that killed a little girl right in front of me. I've left people to the walkers.....Im not a good person. But you? You are. Don't let the feeling of guilt and sadness pull you down. It's hard to lose someone and not say goodbye. It hurts incredibly. So you? You need to stay strong for us." I explain to her in a calm voice and rub her back, and eventually I look up to see people tearing up at my words and some even looking away once I find their gaze. "Lets....Lets go." Glenn says and I let go of Sasha while we all climb into the cars. I sit next to Sasha and Maggie to keep then stable, and Rick drives while Carl is in the front seat. Daryl and Carol on his motorcycle, and Glenn, Abe, Tara, Rosita, Noah, Michonne and Judith in another vehicle that we found. It was a rough couple of days, me using my gentle tone to calm Maggie and Sasha when they lost control and got angry, and Rick pulling our group together. We are a great team. The only down side to what was going on in the last few days was that we were losing supplies like food and water, in which we needed very badly. We're exposed to the cold and nonetheless need shelter to keep Judith safe. Today, was different. I wondered the woods while the group sat, waiting for me to return. Daryl, Maggie, and Sasha had come up with me, because they needed some time to blow some steam. Me and Daryl split from Maggie and Sasha, and me and him decide to go and find something to keep the group going. We reached a small road to a gas station. It gave me shivers, reminding me of last time I had to walk in one of these. I walked around the counter and found the owner with a gunshot on his head and a gun in his hand. I gag, and stand up straight after prying the gun out of his locked broken fingers. I aimed at the window and tried it out, and the kickback was terrible. The gun had went far back when I shot at the window and bruised my neck and shoulder. "Shoot!" I said and rubbed my purple neck. "What's goin' on here?" Daryl waved his arm to the side and came jogging over to my when he saw what had happened. "Im fine. I just got a bit of a bruise when I shot the gun. Im all good." I said, trying to reassure him that I was okay. "It don't look like it." he said and removed my hand from my shoulder to see what damage was there. "Don't go shootin' guns like there ain't nobody out here." he
Says angrily, pointing to the window. "Im sorry. I should've thought. And hey.....I know Beth was important to you....And that you meant something to her. You guys had something real. I saw it, and Im pretty sure everyone else did. Do you trust me?" I say hugging him. "Yea." he says shakily. "Then go on and tell me what you felt." I said backing a tiny bit away. "I...Didn't want to hurt her. I shut people out and I didn't want to do that to her." I nodded in agreement after he said that, listening closely. Than he looks down at Beth's knife and sniffles. "I just...Wish she was here." I've never seen this side of him before, but it was heart warming. "I wish that my little sister was here so that I could be the big sister that I should've been." He looks at me and nods, letting me see the sweet side of him for a couple more seconds before something rings the front door bell and we're forced to hide behind it. I sigh in relief when I see Maggie, and instantly stand up. "Hey Maggie." I said and she whips around towards me and points her gun at me and shoots, because she got spooked. I felt a sharp sting in my lower arm and look down, realizing that there was a gunshot wound in my forearm. I look back up at Maggie and she looks at me in panic, and so does Sasha when she runs in to see what happened. I look back up at my arm and at Maggie, then fall to the side. I had thought that I was going to hit cold floor, but a pair of warm arms catch me and hold me. I look up and see Daryl's Blue eyes staring at my arm. Maggie clears the counter and jumps down on her feet with a rag in her hand. Sasha, just stands there looking at me like I deserved this. "Sas-sha." I attempt to choke out and she scoffs, but I say something that catches her attention. "Tyrees...I know he was important to you, but y-ou can't let his death bring you down. He's in a better place...I promise." I said shakily and calmly, to try and see what she would do. She kneeled down after getting out of her trance and brang her hand to my face. "No way are we letting you die. This is my fault." Maggie says, untying her belt and wrapping it around my arm to make sure that no more blood came out. "N-No it's not. I would've done the same-same thing." I kept telling them that everything was okay, but scared look on Daryl's face made me doubt standing up in the first place. Next thing I know, Im being carried and getting taken back to the group, once we can see them, Daryl hikes me up over his shoulder and Sasha starts yelling and running towards them. "What's going on?" I hear a familiar gruff voice yell. "R-Rick." I stutter. Im losing consciousness because of all of the blood that Im losing, and the more that we get close to the group the harder that it is to keep my eyes open. "Please Skye. Keep your eyes open." Maggie keeps repeating in her thick southern accent. Before I can say or do anything else, I pass out.