Survivor (Book #1 of the Survival Series)

Chapter Eighteen

---Luke's P.O.V--

"I don't get it." Charlie said clearly confused. "Who's The Governor?"

Fay looked at the camp in front of us.

"Someone please answer me." Charlie said clearly getting annoyed.

"Fay." Daryl said in a firm voice, "How do you know The Governor?"

"I.." She paused. "I lived in Woodbury." Daryl's eyes widened and he reached for his crossbow but I grabbed his arm. "I left before anything could happen. I swear, I'm not one of them." Fay explained.

"Why were you there?" Daryl asked, his face still with a hard expression

"I needed a place to stay. I was alone and needed a group, I had next to nothing." Fay said tears in her eyes.

"I'm sorry." Daryl said quietly. I looked at Daryl in shock. He said it, he said the 's' word. He walked over to Fay. "We just don't have a very clean history with The Governor or Woodbury." Daryl explained softly. I've never seen Daryl be so, so, so human.

"Well, that's very helpful information." Charlie snorted. "So how do we go get Michonne and Hershel?"

"And Juli." Daryl and I growled at the same time. Charlie looked at us for a moment.

"And Juli." She mumbled.

Charlie and Fay went to the truck to get their weapons. Daryl walked over to me.

"What's up with that girl?" He whispered motioning to Charlie.

"I don't know." I whispered back, "Probably jealous."

"Of what?" Daryl whispered back. I never thought in a million years that me and Daryl would get along much less have a conversation.

"Not of what. Of who." I motioned quickly to Fay.

"What about her?" Daryl asked. Man, he was oblivious to everything.

"They both have a thing for you man." I explained. "And Charlie is jealous because you paid attention to Fay rather than to her."

"Ah." Daryl said amused. "Interesting." He had a smirk on his face. "Well, I do like one of them."

"Who?" I asked

"Worry about your girl lover boy." Daryl said walking towards the girls. I shook my head, this is not going to go well at all. We were veering off track to. Juli, Hershel and Michonne were the reason we were out here and here we have Daryl all distracted. I hate to say it but I shouldn't have let these girls come.

"Daryl" I said walking over and interrupting his conversation.

"What?" He asked turning to me.

"Juli. Michonne. Hershel." I said with a pause in between each name to make it seem even more important because he wasn't taking this serious enough.

"Fine. Let's go get your girl and our," He said motioning in between me and him. "Friends." I swear Charlie snarled, Fay just smiled at Daryl. We were really loosing the grip of the situation, they couldn't even stay focused for five minutes.

"Let's go." I pulled Daryl away from the girls. He pulled his crossbow of his back, it was obviously already loaded. I pulled my gun and Juli's gun, they were both already loaded.

We started slowly walking towards the camp. We didn't know where Juli was exactly but-

I stopped walking as I saw the scene in front of me. Brody walked out of a trailer smirking and closed the door walking over to another.

"Daryl." I hissed, he turned and raised an eyebrow. "Juli's over there and Michonne and Hershel are in that trailer." I said motioning to each.

"You sure?" he asked, I nodded,

"Positive." I walked slowly towards the trailer. I hid behind things to make sure I wasn't to be seen. I went alone to get Juli because Michonne and Hershel were important and the girls wouldn't go without from Daryl.

I looked around and bolted to the trailer door. I yanked it open and stepped inside before anyone could see me. I shut the door and turned back to see a sight I never expected.

Juli. But it wasn't Juli. She was lying on a bed half awake. The covers covered her body, I could see her clothes on the floor in a messy pile. She had bruises all up and down her body, a black eye, split lip, she looked bad but was still the girl I fell in love with and was beautiful to me regardless of what she looked like.

"Juli.." I whispered slowly walking over to her. "Jules?" She moaned softly and tried to turn over but she gasped in pain. "Jules, what happened?" I asked, "Who did this?" She mumbled something, "Jules I can't understand you."

"B-B-Brody." She said slowly and moaned trying to sit up.

"He beat you?" I asked anger obvious in my voice.

"And..." She took a second, "R-R-raped me.."