You don't control me, Dixon

➌ 81- And Then There Were Two

Heyyyyyy, my summer is coming soon!!! Ayy! Have a good summer guys!

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I stay chatting as Maggie rocks the baby. As people come in. Dinner is almost ready by Beth.

I glance over as my nails sink into my leg on instinct. The group glancing around nervously. The baby gurgles and I mindlessly place my finger in her hand, the newborn clutching it as Maggie stands, dragging me up as proxy of the baby .

Maggie stares at the others, asking stiffly "What's wrong?" The baby stiffens as well and chokes a small cry. Maggie hands her off and I rock her slightly as I glance through my lashes to the group.

"Andrea is here."

I glance at the person and blink. She's alive?

I shift my feet before sitting down with a soft grunt. Daryl sending a nod my way before adjusting his crossbow strap on his chest. I sigh and my chest twinges.

As people stand in relative silence I speak up, my voice oddly rough "What does she want?"

Rick sends a look my way before speaking stiffly "She wants us to meet with the governor to make peace."

Make peace? Make mother fucking peace? If I wasn't able to escape then id be with him. And only god knows what would be happening right now.

I shake my head and the baby cries as my arms tighten. I shakily hand the baby to Beth who takes the mush off the heat. I turn in my seat, the silence deafening. Everyone is waiting for me to react.

So I do, my voice detached from my emotions that is swirling. The nausea of nerves, the burn of anger, the lightheadedness of shock. "Peace?"

Rick nods and I stare at him, repeating myself before my eyes snapping around as my voice raises with myself "Where the hell is she! She wants peace? I'll show her the fucking peace that Philip is willing to give!"

I whirl around slightly, this can't be happening. I can't go back. He's going to be there. What if he tries to get me. I don't wanna go back.

I shake my head as everyone stares on in worry, my mind processing them into the back of my mind as my back tightens painfully.

What if he tries to grab me! What if they can't save me? What happens -

A sharp rap of metal screeching on metal makes me drop limply as I let out a a scream from the deeps of my stomach, my arms covering my head as I curl into myself.

The nine tailed whip. Digging into my flesh-

I CANT GO BACK! I DONT WANNA!

Hands grab my arms and another scream rips free as my eyes pressed close. Stop touching me!

My mouth is suddenly covered and my eyes fly open as I flail. My arms making my back ache and scream.

"It's me honey."

Daryl's deep rumble echoes off of the walls of my mind. I'm not with him. I'm with Daryl. Philip isn't here. Reid isn't here. I'm not eight.

I freeze in my actions before whirling around and throwing myself in Daryl's arms. Sobs ripping from me. I don't want to go back.

He stands and picks me up so I can stand on my own two feet. After a moment the sobs die away as small sniffles replace them.

He leans close to the side of my head as he cradles the back of my head gently "It's alright, you ain't with him. You ain't going back."