Walking The Dead Path! (A Daryl and Merle Dixon Fanfiction)

Chapter 11

~Skylar POV~

How many time does it take to be dead? Was I really need to live for sister? I lay in the hospital bed in Mrs. Smith office, I heard voices outside but also my window open. I look and seen Daryl sneaking in, "what the hell you want!?" He cover my mouth, "shhh, whisper" he whisper to me, I roll my eyes. "What the hell you want!?" I whisper, "you seen my brother"

"Yeah, we was going to look for my husband, I kept him fed and stuff and all he have to do is help me. Until we got jump, he try to save me but the man said something. They took off after they made him watch beating the shit out of me and left me for the dead to get me. I black out but I woke up when I heard a car, try to wave them down. They drove past, Becca was the third car down that highway." I look at the door the voices went from talking to yelling. "Did you see what way they went?"

"No... Now get out" I said, "Sky, please tell me. What happen of that was your sister?" I gave Daryl a look, "get out" I said, I could tell he was mad but he left out the window. The door open, it was Becca. "They told you?" I look down, "and you didn't tell me..."

"I was two months pregnant, I could handle it but just that beating. Funny, I told David about it a day before he went with that group. He was happy to be a father. We was going to tell you the day we learn if it a boy or girl." I look up at her, tears in her eyes. "Bad part was they didn't tell you" she said, I gave her an confusing look. "What you talking about"

"The baby was already dead, from all the bites you got. It didn't turn you but the baby, but since it didn't have no teeth or nail it could do nothing but grow inside of you, when they cut you open to get it we notice it. Mr. Smith using for a test baby now, heartless son of a bitch" we look at each other then laugh, "I think he got bipolar or something, moods change to happy to piss off" I said, remember everything from the past, Mr. and Mrs. Smith is 20 years older then us, but they act worst then us. "Why you run? Don't use that 'looking for my husband' shit on me" Becca said, I look at the window seen Daryl looking in but trying to not show he is there. "To get out of you and Daryl way, to find my husband and..." I seen him lean in more, "get away from here, plus I know Merle need help after he cut off his hand. Lucky I went to college to become the next science doctor, and so I fix his arm up." I look at Becca, "smart"

"I'm sorry what happen between Daryl and me, we was drunk. I flip out on what happen to you, Daryl came in and stay. We had that moonshine, the moonshine from B.B. Joe, you know he put that extra kick in it"

"Billy Bob Joe... His moonshine, I though you stop drinking, mostly his moonshine?"

"Got 20 milk jugs from him when this shit outburst. If I'm going to die, die happy" both of us laugh, "you don't have to forgive but I thought I let you know. He was there when no one was, and let you know before you tap that. It's the best I ever had, just hope your virgin pussy can handle it" she turn red, "you feeling better" but she look what inside the IV, "or just drugged up, I let you get your rest" she walk toward the door, "love you Becca"

"Love you too Sky" she shut the door, seconds Daryl sneak back in. "The best?"

"I just say that cause I notice you was listening, but I had to make sure" I smirk at him, "so about Merle?"

"Damn it Daryl I told you..."

"Did he say anything when you see him?"

"He told me what happen, I didn't even tell him where you was at cause I thought we find my husband and I bring them both back and everything will alright"

"You didn't tell him about me!" I knew he was mad even more now, "going to surprise him because you was the only thing he won't shut up about, funny in away he remind me of my husband but little more trouble maker. My husband is 7 years older then me, I always like the older men. They been here longer then me, they been threw more heartbreaks then me and they know how to hold, love, treat a girl right. When I was younger men my age treated me like shit, I hit 18 meet my husband fall in love got married at age 20, married for 12 years"

"Merle talk about me?"

"Yeap, like your his whole life like Becca is mine" he smiled, "hey, I promise to get your brother back, if you help me get my husband back"

"Deal?"

"Deal" he spit in his hand and wanted to shake on it, I look at him. "Really?"

"It how me and Merle use to do it"

I roll my eyes and spit in my hand and shake hands with him. He went threw the window again, I lay there watch the sunset threw the window. "I promise even if it kills me. I get Merle and David back" Mrs. Smith came in and closed the window and shut the curtains and told me good night. I couldn't sleep, because I was wonder what happen if I did told Merle about Daryl or this or that, who this been different?