Carl navigated through the prison so easily, it's obvious that he and his group have been here for a while. It doesn't take more than a few minutes for him to stop at a large door.
"This is where he should be. This is the boiler room. He spends a lot of time here... ever since Mom..."
"It's okay. I understand." I smile at him and pull him into a bear hug.
"You'll be okay. Just wait." I tell Carl. He gives me a weak smile and sniffles a little bit.
"You should probably go in now." He says. I nod at him, open the door and let the darkness swallow me whole.
*********************************************
"Hello?" Calls a raspy voice.
"Rick?" I ask.
"Over here." The voice tells me. "Give me a second." Almost as soon as he says this light floods into the room. A man with curly black hair is standing in the corner of the room holding a blacket. I assumed that he had taken it off the window.
"Who the hell are you?!"
"My name is Delilah. Glenn and Daryl brought me back a few hours ago. I was told to meet you."
"Who is the one that brought you here?"
"Carl led me here"
"Did you answer the three questions?"
"Yes, sir."
"What are they?" I resist the urge to roll my eyes at Ricks question.
"How many walkers have you killed? How many people have you killed? Why? You can ask Glenn or Daryl what my answers were" He nods, and seems to be satisfied with my response.
"Are you good with any weapons?"
"I do the crossbow and I am good with a knife. I'm not very good at shooting, but I'm willing to practice. Oh! And I can hunt." I tell him. I hope he doesn't think that it sounds to braggy.
"Welcome to the group, Delilah." I beam at Ricks words, completely overjoyed that I am now a part of his broken little group.
A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, it's mostly just a filler. Did you guys like my new word? Braggy? I'm going to use it forever. Anyway, if you guys watch the show, you know what mostly everyone looks like. I can do a character description chapter if you want. I tried to post a picture of Delilah in the last chapter, but there was some difficulties. I will get it up as soon as I can.
XOXO and stay fab!
YOU ARE READING
Fighting for my Life
FanfictionThe apocalypse has come. Nothing can stop it, all you can do is fear the living and fight the dead. Delilah had grown up with everything she ever could've wanted. When her parents divorced, she went through a rough time and separated herself...
