My Lucille | ✔️

23// Screw that!

I'm so sorry for being late and all that shit. School is driving me INSANE!! also, I won't be able to post as much. :'( Sorry :(

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Daryl started breathing heavily, done from crying

He pointed his crossbow to T-dog's head so fast, you barely saw his arms moving up

Rick immediately pointed his gun at Daryl's head, taking the safety button off

It was quiet for a moment, everyone staring at Daryl and Rick like its a battle of who'd shoot first

"I won't hesitate. Even if every walker in the city hears it" Rick says though gritted teeth

Daryl blinked a couple times, a few tears daring to fall from the brave man

He was broken, and you couldn't blame him. He just possibly lost his brother, for good.

But you didn't believe that. Maybe he did, but you didn't. You have no idea why you'd have those feelings about people being alive or not.
You have a feeling that Negan's alive, and you also have a strong feeling that Merle's alive.

Although, you can't trust your feelings too much, but you chose to

Daryl slowly dropped his crossbow to the floor, completely giving in for the feeling of his loss

Rick slowly put his gun back into his holster, his eyes still on Daryl

T-dog sighed in relief making Daryl look at him blinking as tears kept falling slowly down his soft cheeks

"You got a head rag, or somethin'?" Daryl asked in a soft voice that actually surprised you

T-dog put started searching his pockets in his jeans until he got a blue and white head rag giving it to Daryl

Daryl took it aggressively unfolding it heading to Merle's hand on the floor, laying the rag on the floor

"Ain't that a bitch..?" Daryl asked pretty much no one holding Merle's hand from the pinky finger, laying the hand on top of the rag folding it on the hand

Daryl looked around before spotting Glenn's bag heading towards it

He started opening the bag, Glenn's face disgusted as Daryl put the hand inside carefully

Once he put the hand inside Glenn's bag, he zipped the bag again then head towards his crossbow he put on the floor that was once next to the lifeless hand

"He must've used his belt or somethin' otherwise we'd see more blood" Daryl stated a fact pointing at the blood on the floor with his crossbow

The blood mainly centered in the place where he cut his hand off, then trailing with a few drops of blood all the way to another door of the right side of the roof

Daryl started following the few droplets of blood, Rick Glenn and T-dog behind

You stood there, your arms folded on your chest staring at the little amount of blood compared to what blood must've come out when a hand is cut

You looked up, seeing they were a little far away following Daryl to the only door other than the door T-dog secured with the chains

You sighed and started walking towards the men thinking,

What if he was dead? What if your feeling wasn't true? If he's dead right now, will you feel the guilt in you?

So many thoughts that you shouldn't think about running through your head