Dixon? Grimes?

Chapter 9: They Left Me!

Chapter 9| They Left Me!

I woke up to see the blue sky and green leaves.

"Oh good your awake" a voice said. I couldn't tell where it was coming from.

"Am I dead?" I asked.

The voice chuckled.

"No thanks to me." I finally got the strength to sit up.

I saw his brown hair and green eyes starting at me as he wrapped his shoulder.

"Clarke?" I said and I smiled.

"I thought you where dead." He said.

"Me too." I laughed.

"Where are we at where's, Daryl and Merle?" I asked.

"I dunno. I hurried and ran over to you and carried you out. He beat you up pretty bad." He said.

"Ya he did." I said as I looked over myself.

I had whip marks everywhere. I felt my face and there was bumps and blood still.

"How long have I been out?" I asked.

"2 hours." He said.

"Do I have a black eye?" I asked.

"No maybe if he would of punched you one more time you would but no." He said.

"Well I got to get back to the prison, do you want to come back with me?" I said.

"No but I don't want to be on his side. I want to be a spy." I chuckled at his kid behavior. a spy?
"We will meet here offend and I'll tell you what's going on in Woodbury." He said.

"Sounds good." I'll meet you here next week, give me time to get my strength back?" I said.

"K at noon." He said.

We both stood up and he handed me my crossbow and gun.

"Thanks." I said.

I hugged him one last time.

"Are you okay to get there by yourself?" He asked.

"Yeah, the Governor will probably wonder where you are."

With that we headed off to our home.

I walked for hours on the road not seeing any sign of the living except for walkers. I went far, but I didn't know how much longer I could walk. A couple more steps. And you will see Beth, Carol, Rick, Hershel, the baby that doesn't have a name yet, Daryl, Merle, and Carl. I keep saying to myself. I saw the gates and went to them Carol and Carl were on watch and when Carl saw me his eyes widen and quickly opening up the gates I jogged in and collapsed.

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I woke up and saw the bottom of a prison bed. Yes I made it home. I looked over and saw Carl. When he saw me turn he ran to my side.

"Oh my gosh are you ok?" He asked.

I got up and climbed out of bed.

"I got punched, slapped, and whipped do you think I'm ok Grimes." I said as I sat at a table.

"How do I look?" I asked Carl.

"Like shit." He said and I laughed.

"Daddy she's up." Beth yelled.

"How you feeling?" She said.

"As good as I look." I said and Carl smiled.

Hershel came and checked up on me.

"You need bed rest." He said.

"First I need to see, Daryl and Merle, I'm sure you guys wouldn't have left him right?" I said looking at them.

They all looked at each other.

"Daryl went off with Merle" Carol said quietly.

"What! They left me again!" I yelled.

"Whoa Josie, calm down it's ok." Carl said.

"It's not ok, Grimes! They left me again for the second time!" I yelled and went back to a cell I collapsed on a bed and cried myself to sleep.