Chapter Twenty: Sick

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┏━━━━━━ Kayla's Pov ━━━━━━┓

" Who the hell are you ?"

It was the first question Daryl asked the five inmates behind a guarded fence. The inmate had said something, but I couldn't listen due to rushing over Hershel's health. I pressed the towel quickly to his legs seeing how fast it seeped through.

" He's bleeding out," I announced, seeing Dad nodded and quickly looked up.

" We got to get back. Put pressure on the knee. Hard! Push !"

" I'm trying !" I yelled, stressed from what I had just seen. I felt Hershel's life in my hand and pushed, feeling more blood seep through.

" Woah, where do you think you're going ?" One of the prisoners asked. I looked up and saw Glenn in the cafeteria. I got up to go help, but Daryl stopped me.

" Maggie, push on Hershel's leg," I ordered and pushed through Daryl to help Glenn. 

The prisoners stared at me while I moved to pass them, but I couldn't care. I watched Glenn frantically pull on a gurney, so I walked over. 

" Here, I can help."

He nodded." O-okay." He said without even looking at me.

Glenn's hands were shaking, so I grabbed his hand in mine and looked straight in his eyes." Hey, Hershel will be fine. Once we get back, everything will be fine."

" I hope ." He said, and we both turned over a table, and we wheeled it to Hershel.

" Now! Come on! I need a hand here !" Dad yelled, seeing what we brought over. I ran around the table and grabbed Hershel's one good leg before applying pressure to the bad one.

" Open the door !" I yelled to T-dog.

"Are you crazy ?" A small tanned man asked, but T-dog opened the door, and two came in. I shot one while T-dog stabbed another one.

" She just killed that man !" One yelled, but I didn't have time to explain nor care. 

I turned back to Hershel, seeing Maggie came over to apply pressure. I watched everyone rush out before turning to Daryl, still holding his weapon high.

" Daryl." I called watching him was just death staring the black-haired man." Daryl !" I yelled again. He started moving to me, and we ran to Dad and the group.

" This way." I heard, and we moved left, seeing the group stop right ahead." No. No. No. Go back. Kayla !" Dad yelled, and I turned, shooting a walker right in the head.

" Come on !" I yelled, moving to the side and allowing them to run ahead of me. We kept running till a door slammed loudly.

" Stop! Stop !" Dad said, turning to see the prisoners were following us.

" Shit. Keep moving." Daryl said, pushing me in front of him quickly.

" Open the door! It's Hershel !" Dad yelled, watching Carl come to the door and open it. The others heard the noise and quickly came in.

" Daddy !" Beth yelled in horror, quickly following everyone to the cell. I saw I had three more bullets left and stood next to Daryl, taking the safety off.

" Go stay with your father. It's safe." Daryl said, aiming his crossbow at the door, but I shook my head.

" I'm staying here," I said, aiming my gun at the door.

" Remember that time when I said at times you're a little too brave, and it scares the shit out of me. This is one of them." He said and gave me a smirk. I gave one back as the prisoners came in confused and hesitant." That's far enough."

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