How it was

Weird Things Happening

Nightfall had come and the moon was high in the sky by the time we reached Hershel's farm.

When we got back, something seemed to have changed between us. The air seemed somewhat thicker but at the same time, somewhat thinner. How was that even possible?

When we made it back to where everyone was, I sat off by myself; close to my tent. Daryl claimed his normal position by Carol and they started talking about something. This was normal. Well, that was until they started looking over at me every so often.

This made me nervous because I knew they were talking about me.

I began thinking that maybe there could be something going on between me and Daryl. But, then again, maybe it was nothing at all. Only time would tell.

All of the rest of the time everyone was gathered around together, I found my eyes wandering back over to Daryl and Carol and almost every time I looked at them, they looked back at me almost challenging me.

Before anyone else left, I retreated silently back to my tent with a small wave to everyone in the group. When inside, I laid down on my sleeping bag and thought for what seemed like forever about Daryl and Carol and what they had been talking about. Also, about the future and all that it could hold and all that it actually would. This was going going to be a long night.

I woke up probably about mid-morning. When I walked out of my tent, I realized today was going to be a slow day. One of those nothing to do at the moment so enjoy it while it lasts days. I had started to walk around the perimeter of the farm, keeping to myself, when I noticed someone walking up to me. It was Carol.

The first thing that popped into my mind was that maybe Daryl had asked her to come talk to me. Maybe he had told Carol to come tell me to back off and stop bothering him because he couldn't do it himself. But if that was true, why would they have kept staring so hard at me last night and so much? I kept walking but allowed myself to slow down so she could catch up to me.

"Hey, Danae," Carol said when she finally caught up to me. I smiled at her and then looked off into the distance, grunting my response. To me, the entire situation was awkward. I had never talked with Carol one on one before and considering Carol was Daryl's best friend, that just made everything worse. I had so many thoughts running through my head..

"So I figured I best come over here and tell you why we were staring at you so much last night and I'm really sorry if we scared you, but he told me to come and talk to you," she said. Well, this I had figured. I nodded slowly and tried to keep my expression blank. I didn't want to give away to much of my feelings to her. I waited for her to continue thinking repeatedly to myself how I hoped it wasn't a leave me alone message.

"He wanted me to tell you to leave him alone. You're creeping him out. I mean, personally, I have nothing against you. That's just what he told me to tell you."

And with that, I was done with him. I was done with Carol. I had been humiliated and I couldn't take any more. I had to get out of here.

I went straight to my tent and grabbed my backpack, gun, and knife. I decided that when I got to the creek, I would stop and decide if I was leaving permanently.