Remember Me (Daryl Dixon)

Chapter Forty-Eight: We Meet Again

When light first appeared in the sky, I continued on my journey to Terminus.
Sleeping in the woods wasn't the best choice for me, but I survived. I was certain I slept in poison ivy, but I still survived. If that was the worst thing I was going to encounter, I was fine with that.

"Those who arrive survive.
Terminus."

I stared at the third sign I had encountered in my long journey and was happy to realize I was going in the right direction. Not only was I going in the right direction, but I was very close to getting there. I could only hope I would find the others when I arrived.

I took a sip from the little bit of water I had encountered and let out a sigh. There was still no sign of any food anywhere, but I was sure I would stumble upon some eventually. Even if I didn't, I could hunt something. Daryl taught me the basics of that.

In the distance, I could see something moving towards me. It looked like a car, but there was no way it was. Who was stupid enough to drive around in plain sight? There were so many crazies on the loose out here.

As it got closer, I realized it was. Part of me wanted to flag it down. The other part of me wanted to hide. If this was a bad person, I would be in a lot of trouble. Once the car got closer, I realized it was far too late to hide. There was no way they hadn't seen me.

They didn't even slow down as they approached me. Where ever they were going, they were in a hurry. I peered into the back window as they drove by. It was open enough for me to see who was in there.
"Beth?"

The car sped up as they heard me speak. They didn't want her taken out of that car, whoever they were. I quickly dropped everything in my hands as I rushed towards the car.

They were going extremely fast, but I had to keep up. My sister was in that car. My sister was alive even if nobody else was.

"Beth," I screamed desperately as I continued chasing the car. Me chasing them only made them go faster. They didn't want me to catch them and that worried me. These weren't the kind of people that were going to welcome my sister with open arms.

"Stop," I shouted as I tried to run even faster. The car was fading away into the distance and I knew I wouldn't be able to catch them.

I wouldn't be able to catch them and I would never see my sister again because of this. I began panting and panicking as I stopped in the middle of the road, my hands tugging at my hair. I had to find a way to get back to that car. I had to find a way to get my sister back.

Before I had time to react, I felt a sack go over my head and a pair of arms lift me off the ground.

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"We caught this one out on the road."

I slowly tilted my head to the side as consciousness came flooding back to me. Pain was echoing through my skull as I turned.

"Did anyone see?"

I wiggled my fingers only to find that my hands were bound to the chair I was in. My heart began racing automatically.

"Nobody saw. She was out there alone."

I began panting frantically as the sack around my head began bringing reality back to me. I was kidnapped. My sister. I have to get to my sister.

"We'll throw her in one of the empty ones later."

I let out a scream as I began kicking my bound legs. I was trying desperately to be heard. I knew somebody would have to hear my desperate cries. Somebody would have to save me.

"Looks like she's up," a familiar male voice said. I knew this voice somehow. It made something click in the back of my head, but I didn't know what.

"Shut up bitch," another voice groaned as I continued screaming.

"Fuck you," I shouted as I attempted to kick in its direction. I couldn't see anything, but I could make out where the voices were coming from.

"We'll need something to calm this one day," the male voice spoke again. I paused for a moment as his voice filled my ears. Who is he?

"I'll kill you all," I screamed as I continued my kicking once more. I heard a female chuckle at the sound of my threats. I could tell that she wasn't amused by me at all.

"I'd like to see that," the female said causing the others to join her in laughter. "I'm gonna enjoy killing this one."

I sucked in a deep breath. They're gonna kill you.

"Your threats don't necessarily phase us," the male voice replied. Come on, where do I know this voice from?

"Want me to take the bag off her?" a rough male voice asked. Yes, please. I want to see who I am going to be slaughtering when I break free.

"Sure," the male voice replied once more. "Take her to B with the others. There's enough room in there for her."

I heard loud footsteps approach me before the bag was slowly removed from my head. I closed my eyes as the light burned through them.

"This ones a pretty one, eh?" the male said as he addressed someone else.

I blinked my eyes a few times before I was able to focus on my surroundings. When I looked at the male standing across the room, my heart dropped. Everything around me began swirling as I realized where I knew that voice from. My eyes became slightly blurry with tears as the man looked back at me. His eyes filled with fear as we both made eye contact.

"Gareth."