Chapter 18

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I was standing in the kitchen, watching maggie holding down t-dogs arm as patricia stitched his hand

If i'm being honest, it was quite disgusting to see, the needle going through his skin. I didn't notice, glenn standing next to me, when i heard him cough

''Merle dixon, that your friend? With the antibiotics?'' i scowled and looked at glenn

''No mam, daryl gave us them...his brother, merle's no longer with us''  glenn noticed me glaring at him and looked away

''You know what merle was taking them for?''

''Drugs'' they looked at me, rolling my eyes, i walked outside

What am i doing here? Daryl and i would be perfect on our own...why are we with these people? I know, it's better to survive, i don't even know if i want to survive anymore

I mean, there dosn't seem to be a reason to, so why bother? Our family is dead, we have no idea where merle is...or if his even alive

Maybe i should talk to daryl, when they get here, just ask what he thinks about it. For some reason, i don't think he'll agree with me, but it's worth a shot...


I snapped back to reality, when i saw otis's truck, stop infront off the house. Shane got out off the car, with two big bags. I quickly ran over to him and took one off the bags

Hearing the door open, i looked up and saw rick, quickly walking towards me and shane, everyone right after him

Hershel took the bag from me and hurried inside, stoping i looked at rick and shane. He looked into my eyes as he was telling what happened, i knew something wasn't right, looking down into his hand, he was carrying otis's gun

He noticed me looking at the gun and looked back at rick. 

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We were putting rocks into a wheelbarrow, for otis's grave. When i heard a familiar motorcycle sound, looking up, i saw daryl coming into my eye view. I smiled big, you can't blame me, i haven't seen my brother, since we went into the forest

Once they stoped in the garden, i quickly ran towards daryl. He saw me running and opened his arms, when i reached him. He pulled me into a tight hug, i know daryl is a redneck, but since there's only two off us, we only have each other

''Did you find sophia?'' i shook my head, looking down

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 We were all standing around otis's grave, hershel was saying a prayer. Everyone who was close to otis, placed a rock onto his grave,it was a tradition, that they had made. 

Patricia asked shane to say a few words, to end off the ceremony. I watched as shane, explaned what happened and how otis died, i could tell that he was very uncomfortable, to talk about it. He wouldn't even look at patricia for more then, few seconds. 

He walked forward, took the last rock and placed it, onto the other rocks. Me and daryl looked at each other, i knew that he noticed that, there wasn't something right, about this hole thing.

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