"Missy?" He says
"You're still livining would ya look at that." I say he just glares at me. "Go ahead Daryl. Shoot Me." I say. He grabs my arm and pulls me away.
"Hey that was my deer!" I yell out.
"It was already bit." He says. I punch him in the arm but he keeps pulling me. We catch a break in the trees and I see a camp. Everyone is looking at us.
"I don't wanna be here Daryl." I say.
"Get over it." He says as he continues to drag me to the camp.
"Who the hell's this?" A man says.
"This is Missy. Her and I, we knew each other before this." He says. He introduces me to everyone.
It's been a few days since I met the group. Everyone seems nice, but I know they don't trust me. Unfortunately, I have to stay here with them. Daryl won't let me leave, Neither will Rick. He doesn't think it's safe for a girl out there. Son of a bitch don't know what he's dealing with. He won't listen to that no matter how many times Daryl and I say it.
Right now I'm helping the girls do the laundry in the cory. I hate this but it's nice not to have any responsibilities. Andrea looks behind us and sees Ed. Carols stupid husband.
"You got a problem Ed?" I ask.
"Ya. Two whores are doing my laundry." Andreas face drops and looks to see what I'll do. I stand and grab all the wet shirts and turn to him.
"Then do it yourself Ed." I say throwing it at him. He swings at me and hits me. I fall to the ground and hit my head off a huge rock. I can feel the blood pouring down my face. I go to finish him but notice Daryl's already got him.
"Daryl enough!" I yell I pull him up. I guess he thought it was someone else pulling him off cuz as soon as he turned he had his hand raised. As soon as he saw it was me he slowly put it down
"Either of you raise your hand at me again, and I'll kill ya both." I say storming off. I get back to the camp and Lori rushes over.
"What happened?!" She calls and Carl runs over.
"Missy!" He says I keep walking.
I know someone is behind me.
"Stop walking Missy." Daryl calls.
"Why? So you can tell me how stupid I am. Huh? Just like old times?!" I yell.
"Stop making a scene." He says. He looks at my forehead.
"I'm not the one making a scene. Get over it." I say walking away.
Rick had come over and made a good idea, CDC. We should go there. If anyone's gonna be able to survive in a place, it's CDC. Although they have a lot of explaining to do. How did this virus get out?
"We leave tomorrow. Make sure everyone has everything." He says.
"Why should we go? Rick this is the place this virus got out of. We don't even know if anyone's there anymore." I state raising a good point and I know it. I want to go but at the same time that thought haunts me.
"Mind your tongue Messiah." Daryl says.
"Fuck you Daryl." I say storming off.
I stop and sit at the bottom of a tree.
"Why? Why would you bring that up?" He asks.
"Because." I say not wanting to give a full explanation.
"Fine be that way." He says I stand and grab his arm. I don't let go or say anything. Instead he pulls me in for a hug. "I missed you friend."
"Missed you to. But were missing a very annoying Dixon." I say.
"He was chained to a roof in Atlanta. And then chopped off his own hand." He states.
"Shit. He's one tough son a bitch." I say.
"Maybe he was coming back for you." Daryl says smirking.
"Daryl!" I yell hitting his arm.
"What? It ain't like you've never thought bout it." He says.
"Why, ok. You want the truth? We almost did." I say laughing joking around.
"Never mind." He says. "We are going to CDC. And you're gonna get over it."
We walk back to the camp as the sun begins to set. We all sit around a camp fire. Amy went to go to the bathroom. Then the screaming began.
