Muted // A Daryl Dixon Fanfiction

•Chapter Twenty Six•

M U T E D

Season 3

Bobbie's Point of View:

I open my eyes and saw that I was tied down. I furrow my brows and saw that I was in a tree, tied down to keep myself secured in place. I look at my wrist and saw that it's casted in white. I look down below me and I see my things lying in the grass, waiting to be claimed by anyone. I look down at my lap and began untangling myself. I finally climbed down the tree and I pick up my things. I gotta find my way back to the farm and see if everyone made it out.

How could they? The farm was overrun by a herd of walkers, nobody got out of that.

Wrong. In the direction I saw Daryl drive, he was going to the highway. If I'm smart, everyone must've met back at the highway, to Carol's Cherokee where we left a sign for Sophia. That's where I need to go. But first, I need to know which damn direction I have to go in.

"You're finally up." My eyes widen and I slowly turn around. The same person that saved me last night had their face covered up. The mysterious man places his bow and the animals he hunted on the grown and he finally reveals himself. I felt the blood leave my face and my heart pounding against my chest.

No way!

"It's good to see you, B." It's him. It's actually him. He's alive. He's really alive and I thought he was dead. I thought he wouldn't make it a day in this world, let alone make it this far. It almost felt like I was staring at a ghost and honestly, I wish i was. But he's real. He's here. He's alive. Sebastian. My ex boyfriend. Yeah, the one that mentally and physically abused me.

"No thank you for saving your life? I figured you'd never change. You're still that ungrateful girlfriend I dated. Some things just...never change." He smiles. I can see he's still a dick in this world. Some people never change.

"I'm kidding! Totally joking with you." He chuckles. "I don't expect you to. It's okay." He approaches my figure but I take a big step back. He noticed my actions and he holds his hands up.

"I-I won't...I promise you I'm not the same guy I was before. I...I-"

"I don't care, Sebastian." I tell him in sign language. He lightly nods his head.

"I understand." He says. "Well. We better get moving. That herd following you are getting closer. It's best if we get going." He says and picks up his bags.

"I have to go. I'm not following you." I say.

"Then have fun with the walkers." He shrugs.

"I have to get back to my people. They're worried for me. I have to go, now."

"Go where? You don't even know where they could be."

"I do, actually. I know exactly where to go." I pick up my bags and turn around, walking in the direction of the farm.

"I wouldn't go that way if I were you. That's where the walkers are coming from." He says. I stomp my foot down, sighing.

"Fine. Lead the way." I tell him.

"Yes, ma'am." He smirks and leads the way. We brush through the woods before making it to the main road.