The Light in my Storm

Randall(18)

It's been about a week, that kid was healing, Katie and I spent a lot of time together when we did watches. Tanner and I have been talking more, Theo has been avoiding me, I barely even see him. I've been talking to Daryl more, we've been going on hunting trips though we never got much. As of right now? Rick and Shane were out getting rid of Randall finally. No more arguments about it.

Then the car came back.... with Randall. They took him to the barn. Daryl was interrogating him because now he knew where the farm was.

"Go with Daryl," Shane commanded, "Rick doesn't want him dead yet."

I nodded and jogged to the barn, the guy was beaten pretty badly. Daryl swung another punch. Then another, Then another.

"I told you!" The boy cried, most of his face was swollen. Blood streaming down his nose, most of it was dried. Cuts everywhere. He looked terrible.

"You ain't told me shit!" Daryl yelled in anger. The boy fell over, Daryl shoved him back up into a sitting postition.

"I barely knew those guys, I met em on the road!" He cried.

"How many in your group?" Daryl asked, he looked at me.

"Help me," He cried softly, I crouched down beside him and took his face in my hands.

"How many?" I asked softly.

"Help me," He begged, I slightly dug my nails into his skin.

"How many?" I asked more aggressively.

"Please I'm-" He started, I pushed my nails harder.

"How many! Make this easy on all of us!" I yelled, already frusturated.

"30! 30 guys!" He yelled in tears, I backed up letting go of him and crossed my arms.

"Where?" Daryl asked, he didn't answer, Daryl pulled out his knife and stabbed it onto the ground right beside him.

"No, no,no,no come on man!" He cried.

Daryl tore a bandage off his leg and the boy cried out.

"I don't know! I swear! We were never any place more than a night!" He answered, Daryl put his knife into the wound and dug in slightly. The kid was tough, he was barely crying and he was keeping himself from just breaking down.

"Scouting? Planning on staying local?" Daryl asked.

"I dunno, they left me behind," The kid answered, Daryl dug the knife a little deeper.

"Did you ever pick off a scab?" Daryl asked as started moving his knife.

"Come on man I'm tring to cooperate!" He growled.

"Start off real slow at first, but sooner or later you just gotta rip it off."

"Okay! Okay! T-Th-Th-They have weapons, automatic a-and-" He answered, but Daryl wasn't having it.

"B-but I didn't do anything!" Randall defended.

"Your boys shot at my boys and tried to take over the farm. You just went along for the ride? You tryin'a tell me yer innocent?" Daryl snarled. I put my hand on Daryl's shoulder, but he shook it off.

"Maybe you should let me handle it for a while," I whispered. He sighed but backed off, swearing in annoyance.

"I am innocent, these people took me in, not just guys. A whole group of 'em. Men and women, kids too! Just like you people," He managed to eventually spat out. He was trying to defend himself. He better be real careful around Daryl.