Broken Trust ( Daryl Dixon x Shane Walsh's!Sister Reader )

Chapter 24

You weren't sure how much time had passed since Rick broke the news to you. All you knew was that you and Daryl were now sitting on the bitumen road, your head buried in the crook of his neck as you sobbed.

You were somewhat aware of what the others were talking about, something about Patricia, Jimmy and Andrea not making it before they began to plan what to do next and where to go, but you were barely listening.

You didn't care.

You didn't even care when Rick told you that everyone was infected, who cares? Your brother was already dead. Your big brother was gone and you didn't even get to say goodbye.

After a while the group had apparently decided to head east away from the herd that went through the farm. You didn't argue, silently following Daryl back to his bike and climbing onto the back.

He kept sending you worried looked, but you ignored him and wrapped your arms around his stomach while he stared the bike. He tapped it into gear while resting your head against his back as silent tears trickled down your cheeks.

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The group ended up making a small makeshift camp on the side of the road using the trees as cover. By nightfall you all sat around a small campfire in silence trying to stay warm.

You sat beside Daryl and Carl who was snuggled up beside his mother trying to stay warm while the others silently discussed leaving on their own and fending for themselves or something, but you were barely listening.

Suddenly the sound of leaves rustling and twigs snapping filled the air, frightening the whole group. They all quickly stood up, reaching for whatever weapons they had as they looked around the dark.

You don't even remember standing up with the group, but your survival instincts must have kicked in because your hand hovered over your holster, waiting for the threat.

"What was that?" Carol whispered, scanning the area.

"Could be anythin'. Could be a raccoon, could be a possum." Daryl responded, his crossbow in his hand as he stood beside you.

"Or a walker. It came from over there, where we came from." Glenn added pointing off to the left where the road was.

"We should leave." Someone else added.

"The last thing we need is for everyone to be running off in the dark. We don't have the vehicles. No one's traveling on foot." Rick said, trying to ease everyone's nerves, but it clearly didn't work.

"Don't panic." Hershel said calmly, looking over at the others as Rick turned away and continued to keep watch.

"I'm not sitting here, waiting for another herd to blow through. We need to move, now." Maggie insisted causing Rick to shake his head.

"No one is going anywhere."

"Do something." Carol instructed looking over at Rick causing him to quickly turn back around towards the group.

"I am doing something!" He snapped, glaring at Carol before he looked back towards the rest of you and took a deep breath before he continued.

"I'm keeping this group together, alive. I've been doing that all along, no matter what. I didn't ask for this! I killed my best friend for you people, for Christ's sake!"

Your entire world suddenly came crashing down as you took in what Rick had just said.

"What?" You questioned, staring at Rick, hoping that you had just heard him wrong, but the second Rick's eyes locked with yours, you knew he was telling the truth.