Daryl's POV
I had walked till the hospital to see that Maggie was just heading out the door. I hurry to join me and she hugs me tightly. For some reason her hug seemed weird, different. I was in too much pain to even care at the moment. She looks at my wounded leg and we run - limp- back inside to get more bandages and antiseptic. Once the wound is dressed, it feels much better and we start going to the school. It still hurts a lot but not anything I couldn't handle. I hadn't noticed it before but I realized that Maggie's left arm was chopped off at the elbow. The sight of her in pain makes me want to kill anyone that did this to her.
"What happened?" I ask her.
She explains everything to me and she shows me the needle full of green stuff. How they poured in while she was preforming surgery and how they killed all her crew. I wish none of this would've happened, not to my family. It should've been me, not her. I didn't find the words to explain to her how sorry I was that I wasn't there for her when she needed me. I hold back the tears in my eyes.
When we start walking towards the woods so it's faster to get to the kids school something pops out of the ferns. I put Maggie behind me to make sure that this time I save her and shoot the thing. It might've not been the smartest thing to do but I couldn't take anymore risks of my family getting hurt. A sharp cry of pain issues and it was a sound that I knew too well.
It was Sara. Oops.
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Will They Get Me?
FanficI am Nicole me my brother, mom, dad and best friend are trying to survive a zombie apocalypse will the zombies get me?