The start

Just a Dream

Morning hit as Daryl was rolling out of the bed getting dressed. I rolled over and stared at him. I remember this image very clearly. A smile grows on my face as he turns around to loop the belt around his jeans. He chuckles at me and looks down as he connects the belt.

"You leaving me?" I asked.

"Just a few hours. Gotta check on everyone. Make sure we got any plans. Go on a run if we need to. You need to rest. Still healing. I'll be back." He bends down and kisses my forehead with my eyes closed to feel his lips against my forehead was having. He pulls back as I open my eyes.

"Have fun." I roll over as he leaves the room. I feel my eyes going heavy as I was drifting off to sleep again. I'm sleeping so much ever since last night. Then again I barely got any sleep when I was at the sanctuary. Maybe 2 to 3 hours a day.

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"Open." A bright light shined in my eyes. A flashlight swinging back and forth above my head. I went to swipe it away but my arms couldn't move.

"Wha?" I tried to speak but the minute my mouth opened they put the mould in.

"Now bite." The raspy familar voice told me. A Tired and weak voice. A scared yet knew exactly what he was doing voice. Doctor Carson. Without giving any thought I did what I was told and bite down on it hard. Out of the corner of my eye I could see you figure walking no, pacing back and forth. I could see him. The man in my nightmares. The man of toture and death. Negan. Doctor Carson stepped back as he reaches on a side table next to me for the while steel headphones. He then placed them gently on my head near the temples.

Its happening. The tears started to form in my eyes. Not again.

"Ready. One, two." I could barely hear the last word as the feeling of numbness pulses through me. I couldn't breathe for a second. My heart felt electric current passing through it. The feeling it made my body was unholy. This death was unnatural. I felt like I was reliving the nightmare over and over and over again the smirk on his face. How much he enjoyed the pain I was going through. Another pulse goes through me as my head arches back as my eyes felt like they were going to pop out. The screaming was unbearable. The scream was my own I couldn't believe that I could make a sound, so helpless, so begging, so in pain.

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My eyes open slowly as my body jolts forward sitting up as I cough. I could feel the saliva on the back of my throat. I could feel my body still rattling from the shocking. I reach beside me on the nightstand and see a glass of water. I gulped it down within seconds. Some of it slides down my check and all over my chest as I viloently drink the water. It was air to me. I pulled the blankets close to me as I felt the breeze on my bare chest.

"Just a dream." My body relaxes at the sound of the voice.

I look up and see Daryl standing at the foot of the bed. The horror that I went through at the sanctuary will never leave me. It is only a memory.

"How long have you been standing there?" I asked as my voice came out raspy. I went to clear my throat as it hurt to do so.

"Not long. Lets get you something to eat. You haven't eaten in a while." Daryl says as he walks over to me. He went to grab my under my arm to help me up.

"Im not hungry." I went to reject his help but it was too late. He had already had me in his arms. He helped me get dress.

He let me walk on my own what we had for the kitchen for food everyone was down on the ground getting ready for sleep. It look like majority of everyone was running a fever or sick. Weather was cold outside. Must be the flu going around. Finally had supper. I didn't want to eat but they're forced me to. However once I took the first bite my taste buds enjoyed it and then my belly started to grumble. I was hungry. I just kept fighting it.

"What were you dreaming of?" Daryl asked as I look at him. I was speechless. I didn't know whether to tell him or not. Set my fork down as I look down at the ground. I was ashamed.

"Hey. You know you can tell me anything, right? It's me and you." Daryl tells me as I nod my head. I take a deep breath in and exhale. This was going to be tough.