Worry

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Daryl P.O.V

They had been out for hours now. I started pacing, thinking about the 'conversation' I just had with Lori. I knew for sure I was done lookin' for people, but knowing Rose was out there, and could be in danger, made me want to go out and look. Sure she could take care of herself, hell she proved that one to me, but I was still.. Worried. I shook my head, trying to get rid of the thoughts of her. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't shake her. No matter how hard I tried to push her out, she seemed to always be there. I sighed in frustration, running a mucky hand through my greasy hair and plopping down beside the barn. I grabbed a knife and started sharpening some arrows. I wonder what Rose meant about 'fine ever since'. I knew she had been through a lot of pain, you could see it in her eyes. I was pulled from my thoughts when I nicked my thumb with my knife. "Damn.." I muttered wiping it on my bloody jeans. That woman will be the death of me...

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