Apocalypse Now

Chapter 11: Convince Me...

This chapter was a bit tedious to write. A lot of conversation, back and forth. But it needed to be written. Hope you enjoy, don't forget to review!!!!

I stood around the tents listening to everyone voice their concerns on the Randall situation.

“So what are you gonna do? We'd all feel better if we knew the plan” Lori said crouching down in front of the fire.

“Is there a plan?” Andrea spoke up.

“We gonna keep him here?” Glenn asked hesitantly.

“We'll know soon enough” Rick said looking back to the shed.

That's when I noticed Daryl walking back, crossbow over his shoulder, his knuckles bloody. He looked to Rick then round the group.

“Boy there's got a gang, thirty men. They have heavy artillery and they ain't looking to make friends. They roll through here, our boys are dead. And our women, they're gonna” he hesitated looking at me “They're gonna wish they were.”

There was a look in his eyes, that what he last said was more in reference to my attack outside the stables. Was Randall the one or was it one of his group. My mind shut down and I stopped listening to the conversation after that. I turned and walked back to the tent. I grabbed my bow and carried on walking not even paying attention to where I was going. I got half way through one of the paddocks, when I realised my stupidly for going off alone. I turned only to see Daryl trailing me twenty feet back. I hadn't heard him, although I really hadn't been paying attention to anything.

“You ok?” he asked concerned.

I shrugged my shoulders “Just trying to process” I said flatly.

“I don't think it was him who attacked ya. But sounds like somethin' their group would do. Little bastard even told me bout how they found a father and his two teenage girls...” he trailed off, probably from the look on my face.

“I figured as much when ya looked at me.” A few flashes of the attack springing forth in my mind. I shook my head, getting rid of the memories.

“So is that why your knuckles are all bloody?” I said pointing to them. He looked down at them and nodded once. I frowned a little.

“Sorry I walked off” I mumbled looking down at my feet.

“Ya needed space, I get that.”

“Thank you” I whispered. I had been so used to him blowing up at me, his reaction surprised me a little but for once he understood.

Daryl nodded, then looked back to camp. “C'mon” he said.

We walked back slowly towards the camp. I would see him glance over at me every few steps. I stopped walking, he halted beside me.

“What?' he asked sighing. He looked confused.

“You keep looking at me, like I'm about to bolt” I said raising an eyebrow.

He shook his head and continued walking. “C'mon” he called.

I caught up with him. I saw him smile out of the corner of my eye.

Back at camp it was a bit tense. The few that were there looked up at me, looks of pity and sadness on their faces.

“I'm gonna go find Rick” Daryl said to me, giving me a long look before walking away. Lori came over to me.

“You ok hun?” she asked putting a hand on my shoulder.