Chapter Twenty Two,
Vega
DARYL COULDN'T comprehend why she had followed him there, witnessing everything he had done.
Did she want to witness it?
It was pushing him over the edge.
"Come on, I'll show ya," Daryl grabbed her roughly, dragging her along.
"Daryl, what are you doing? Let me go," she screamed.
No one could hear her; they were far away from the farm.
"You wanna see what I did to him up close? Here, watch," Daryl said as he opened the door, shoving her inside. The force of the push made her fall to her knees.
"Tell her what yer people did! Tell her what they did to those girls! Come on!" Daryl shouted at Rendall. He didn't respond, which only fueled Daryl's anger.
He lost control. Chloe was still on the floor, looking up at him with horror in her eyes. He yanked her close to the boy by the back of her head, pulling at her hair.
"Please stop! You're hurting me," she screamed, kicking and trying to push him away.
"Come on, tell her!" Daryl shouted at the boy, who was also looking at him in horror. He released Chloe's hair from his grip and drew his knife.
"Man, come on. I thought we were done," Rendall said. Daryl held the knife against his neck.
"Please stop!" Chloe started crying this time. Seeing her tears seemed to bring Daryl back to his senses. He punched the guy instead and sheathed his knife before standing up.
She was still on the ground, looking up at him like he's some monster. Daryl didn't know what to do. He paced back and forth until she stood up and stormed out of the barn. He followed her immediately, closing the door to the barn.
"Hey, hey," he shouted, but she just kept going, putting as much distance between them as possible.
𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐍𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄"So what you gonna do? We'd all feel better if we knew the plan," Lori said.
"Is there a plan?" Andrea asked.
"We gonna keep him here?" Glenn asked too.
"We'll know soon enough."
"This is unacceptable!" Chloe spat as she stormed into the camp.
"What's happening?" Rick said looking at Daryl who was storming after Chloe causing Logan to stand up.
"Boy, there's got a gang, thirty men. They have heavy artillery and they ain't looking to make friends," Daryl said ignoring the eyes on him. "They roll through here, our boys are dead. And our women, they're gonna--they're gonna wish they were,"
"Chloe, what happened?" Logan asked.
"You want to torture him just like that?" she shouted pacing back and forth. "Is that what you want? We torture people now? Whoever we assume is a threat? What makes us different from those who attacked you at the bar?"
"What did you do?" Carol said looking at Daryl.
"Had a little chat. She followed me! Next time keep yer eyes on her," he spat.
"No one goes near this guy Chloe. Why did you follow Daryl?" Rick asked.
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