Lost Too Much 【REDONE】 ║ Daryl/OC or Shane/OC

Chapter 33: Things got simple for a while there.

TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF RAPE

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(DAY 476) Today hasn't been a good day. I hadn't planned on updating this for at least another week just to conserve paper but today was horrible. Before I get into that, though, we found a boy named Patrick and added him to our group. There was also another guy named Zack that joined us recently. Elsewise, not too much is going on with our group. Water's working enough that we can regularly pump it through. So... I went on a run today by myself.

I went to take a drive back to the street the Dixons and I lived on, and all was well for a while. I went into the Dixon residence and found the baby contract on the fridge, grabbed some food that was left in their cupboards that they forgot on Day 001, even grabbed some extra clothes of theirs. I went to my house, too, and grabbed old pictures of my sister, me, Chad, and Denise, and I forgot Denise's body was still in the house, too. I got more clothes, raided what was left of my house that Chad hadn't packed and brought it all back to the prison. I found this gift in my room, one that I had bought for Daryl for his birthday but never got to give to him. It was a leather wristband with angel wings embroidered into it, something that matched the leather vest he always wore and still always wears. I was on my way home when my car stopped. It looked like it was steaming or something, I don't know. I don't know cars. But I was looking under the hood as if I'd have any clue what to do when a group of men showed up. See that was firstly worrying but I stayed calm. One of them that went by the name of Harley fixed the car up for me, and I thanked them and was about to offer some of the food I found as a gift but things didn't go that smoothly.

Sparing the details, I ended up on the ground with him on top of me, and after he finished, his friends all took a turn with me. They just left me there then, just rode off and left me laying on the road, in pain and soaked in my own tears and probably a million other things. I drove home and tried to put on an act when I brought everything in. I gave Daryl his wristband and the clothes of his that I grabbed, then gave Merle the baby contract and his clothes and took the food to store it and everything else to my room. I decided that it's best I just don't say anything about what happened. It's useless to try to act like it wasn't my fault that they did what they did.

I'm gonna go to sleep.

Signing out,
Cory Jenner
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I scooped a spoonful of Cheerios into my mouth, savoring the stale bite as if nothing was wrong. Carl and Michonne sat across from me while Rick sat on the couch in the living room. Carl and Michonne had been getting along all morning, joking around about Michonne's new, loose shirt and other such things to lighten what dark mood we were in. I had trouble looking brightly, but then again, I always had. This morning was really no different.

I didn't like eating the Cheerios. It wasn't because of the Cheerios themselves, obviously. The sentimental value they held made it really difficult to eat them without feeling guilty. Shane and I had promised that we'd share them. They were supposed to stay a secret between the two of us, us only. I had broken that promise a long time ago, but it still felt like some sort of betrayal now, over a year later.

"Didn't you have these Cheerios way back at the farm?" Carl suddenly asked me, almost as if he had known what I was thinking about. I swallowed my dry cereal, nodding.

"Two boxes, yeah," I confirmed. At that, Michonne furrowed her eyebrows.

"You've had them this whole time?" She asked, reminding me that we had gone nearly a full day with no food. Normally, it wouldn't have been such a big deal, but I was pregnant. I really couldn't skip meals, not that I would do it by choice. I had also failed to inform her that we did, in fact, have food in general.