Dixon's Little Sister

2. Doctor Grimes

Rick and Shane were having a little tea party by the RV. I walked up to them, ready to tell them to hurry their asses up.

"Well, look, I...don't, okay, Rick? So could you just...Could you throw me a bone here man? Could you just tell me why? Why would you risk your life for a douchbag like Merle Dixon?"

"Hey choose your words more carefully" Daryl hissed at Shane
"No. I did. Douchbag's what I meant...Merle Dixon...The guy wouldn't give you a glass of water if you were dying of thirst"
"You don't know nothing about Merle!" I yelled at Shane. All the things he's done for Daryl and I, they don't know shit and they go flapping their gums about him. Made me wanna shove my mace into his skull.

"What he would or wouldn't do doesn't interest me. I can't let a man die of thirst...Thirst and exposure. We left him like an animal caught in a trap. That's no way for anything to die, let alone a human being" Rick said
"Damn right it ain't, especially my own fucking brother!" I yelled
"So you, Daryl, and Dawn, that's your big plan" Lori asked, placing a hand on her hip
"How about your shut the hell up ya bitch? You don't have anything to do with this!" I spat at her. A shocked look filling her face
"Don't talk to my wife like that" Rick said, looking me directly in the eyes. His royal blue eyes stinging into mine
"Your wife?" I laughed, glancing over at Shane, which just made me laugh even more. Lori slapped me on the face, trying to cause impact but I barely flinched. I continued laughing and shoved her skinny body hard onto the ground.
"Don't touch me you slut" I hissed at her
"Don't touch her! Just remember that I'm going there to help you people!" Rick said angrily at me as Shane picked Lori up
"Who said we needed your help? You're the one who caused all this in the first place!" I spat at Rick
"Take her away from here!" Hissed Shane at Daryl.

Daryl and I walked into the back of the truck that we'd be taking to Atlanta. I muttered a few angry words out randomly while we sat there for a few minutes. People started getting into the van as I adjusted my bow on my back. I saw Glenn, T-Dog, and Rick. Glenn looked like he may throw up with nervousness. Poor kid didn't even wanna come in the first place. We ain't forcing him, we can go get him ourselves, these damn people have screwed up enough shit.

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So apparently they were only coming to get a bag of guns Rick dropped before he got here, that old fart Dale left his tool bag there too. So basically they'd rather save some pieces of metal and a damn tool bag then a human being. What kind people.

I demanded that we go looking for Merle first. A bag of guns can fucking wait.

Everything happened so fast, we made it into the building they said he was in. We cleared it of the few walkers it had, Daryl and I sprinted up the stairwell, urging T-Dog to hurry his ass up and cut the chain.

We barged through the door, Daryl behind me as I yelled Merle's name and ran over to a huge pipe.

"Merle! Merle!" We shouted, when we saw that no one was there. My heart dropped.

There, attached to a piece of metal holding the pipe in place, was a bloody pair of handcuffs with a severed hand under it.

Daryl began sobbing lightly and yelling Merle's name hopelessly. I silently let a few tears drop as the other 3 stood there with guilty looks on their faces.

I walked over to Daryl and wrapped my arms around his waist, leaning my head against his chest and releasing some tears onto his shirt. He wrapped his arms around me and cried into my hair.

The sadness was soon replaced by anger and frustration. I let go of Daryl and slowly approached Rick.

"Just so you know, that was our brother that you left up here to die. He was a human being, you don't even know what he's done for us! I personally hope you rot in fucking hell!" I screamed, tears flowing down my face as Rick dropped his head in shame.