It's been almost eight months since they left the farm. Despite Rick killing Shane, Emily and Carl remained the best of friends. This changes when feelings that weren't there before spark up and change their friendship forever.
When the group finds...
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A few days had passed since I had had that talk with Maggie. Some things got better, like my concussion and my period cramps. And some things got worse, like our feud with the Governor. The day after the assault from the Governor and his minions, Rick, Michonne and Carl had went to King's County to the police station that Rick used to work at. Their goal was to find guns there, but Carl told me that there wasn't any at the station.
It turned out that Morgan, an old companion of Rick's, had hoarded all of the guns and other weapons in King's County, so he had a pretty enormous stash of weapons. Luckily, Rick was able to convince him to give our group some of the weapons to take on the Governor, but took a stab wound in the process.
Carl had told me about all of this since I was unconscious during that time, which I didn't mind. He stayed in the cell with me most of the time after I woke up, unless his dad needed him for something. He told me that Rick was stressed about the whole ordeal, and I don't blame him. It seemed like a lot to handle. Especially after Hershel told him to man up since all of our lives lay in his hands.
The one thing that didn't help anyone's stress was Merle. When Daryl returned the day of the assault, he brought Merle with him. The group had voted for him to be locked in a cell after what he had done to Glenn and Maggie. It was apparent that Merle hadn't learnt over the time we had been separated to keep his mouth shut because he was always voicing his opinions on the way Rick and the group handled things with the Governor. Maggie had stated to him that this all started because of him, which was true. If only he had kept walking that day, none of this would have happened and we wouldn't be fighting with a deranged person.
Basically everyone had stopped by to visit me after I woke up, even Michonne did, but that was mostly because Carl had finally taken a liking to her after she helped him get a picture of his mom, dad, and himself from a walker infested cafe that the trio used to eat at all the time. The one person who hadn't come see me was none other than Daryl Dixon himself. I could only assume that Rick had told him that I read the journal and now knew he was my father, and that he wanted to give me space, but it still hurt me inside because I wanted to know more. I wanted to know what his life was like without me and what the mistake was.
The day I was finally allowed out of the medical cell, I decided I wanted to talk to him only to find out that he had went with Rick, Hershel, and Daryl went to a meeting with the Governor that Andrea had set up. This led to me being panicky the entire time they were gone. Thoughts had ran through my brain about the possibility of losing my biological father when I just found out I had him, and had mentally forgiven him for not trying harder to take me when my mom died.
The three being gone wasn't good for the group at the prison either. Instead of staying in my cell all day, I had decided to stay in the common area, but regretted it when a brawl between Glenn and Merle broke out. Merle had finally been given a chance to walk amongst us, but decided to ruin it by packing a bag of guns up and declaring that he was going to ambush the meeting that Rick and the others were at with the Governor. Glenn tried to stop him from endangering our group members, which led to them fighting. Despite Maggie and Michonne's efforts to break the two up, the only thing that stopped the grown men was the sound of the gun that Beth fired. She had had enough of Merle's childish behavior. After she fired the gun, she simply dropped it back to her side and left the room once the two men straightened up.
That was the most eventful thing that had happened while the others were gone. The rest of the time we did what we usually would do. Some of us kept watch behind the pallets that were set up, in case of snipers, while the rest of did chores or prepared for the worst to come, and it did. Once Rick and the others returned, we began developing a plan to take down the Governor once and for all because during our meeting Rick declared, "We're going to war."
Now that Hershel cleared me almost completely of my head injury, I was allowed to help prepare the weapons and traps to make it hard for the Governor's army to get into the prison. The traps had been Michonne's idea. She said it would be best to make it harder for them to get into this prison. It would give us an advantage to say the least.
Carl and I spent most of our time together as we prepared for what was coming. He didn't really leave my side majority of the time, which I didn't mind. It just felt odd is all. I thought that with everything going on he would like to be helping his dad. Whenever I asked him about it, he would blush a little and say that he found my company more interesting. Despite being confused by what he said, I still blushed profusely. Luckily I had managed to hide it behind my brown curls of hair.
Though Hershel cleared me for the most part, he still told me I had to take breaks from working because he didn't want me to worsen my injury, so after we finished our fifth spiked wooden fence Carl and I had went back inside the prison. I couldn't help staring at Carl as we walked up the path back to the prison. He had changed so much since this all began. His hair was constantly growing longer, and I could only imagine how it would look in a couple of months. He had finally grown taller than me and I often found myself now looking up at him when we'd speak. And though Carl was my best friend, I couldn't help but find him attractive in a way I shouldn't.
Once we got inside, we noticed something was off. Michonne and Merle were nowhere to be seen, and Daryl was freaking out. He was saying how Merle must've took Michonne to complete the deal with the Governor. We watched, confused, as he began talking about going after them. I accidentally grabbed Carl's hand when Daryl began to sling his crossbow over his shoulder. As he headed for the door, I almost found my feet glued to the floor, but something urged me to chase after him. Once I was close enough, I grabbed him by the arm. He turned to me in confusion as to why I would stop him. My throat suddenly felt dry as my heart fell to my stomach. Despite the confusion written on his face, I could see the determination to find his brother in his eyes.
"I forgave you for leaving." I tried to cover the sound of my voice cracking by swallowing. "For everything. So you have to come back after. I can't lose you, Double D."
His confused look turned to an expression that I had never seen across Daryl Dixon's face. What it love? With a nod of his head, he turned and left. My hand fell to my side as I watched him leave. Once he was gone, Carl came to my side and held me close to him. Despite the situation, my cheeks still warmed at the fact that he was holding me so close.
"Let's go to our cell. You've had a long day, Highlights." He spoke softly, guiding me away from the spot I was frozen in.
I continued to stare at the door for a moment, silently praying that my biological father would be alright. After a moment, I complied with Carl's wishes to lead to me to the cell. It really had been a long day and my brain was pounding, but I feared the day wasn't quite over yet.
Hello my lovelies! Long time no see. So for those of you who don't know, my four year old nephew was recently diagnosed with a brain tumor. My family is a very close knit family, so I've been helping take care of my sister's other children. I live in Alabama, but they had to travel all the way to Tennessee for treatment. They will be gone for a few more weeks, which means I will still be babysitting on top of doing college work.
I have very little time throughout the day to sit down and write. As well as the very little inspiration I've had with TWD. I thank all of you so very much. All of your sweet comments and votes help me continue my writing even when I lose faith in it.
The reason I even decided to finish writing this chapter tonight was because of @Rosie7163. Your kind comments helped me push myself to finish this chapter! So thank you!
I'm sorry that this chapter is so short, but I do hope you all enjoyed!
