Barely Alive // TWD // Daryl Dixon

Chapter 44 - Awkward Encounters

We don't meet people by accident. They are meant to cross our path for a reason.

- Unknown

As soon as they stopped in front of the hospital, two more people joined. The guy from earlier kept pointing his gun at me while the others took the stretcher with my mum. He made me go up a few floors.

Great, more stairs.

I was taking deep breaths as I walked up the stairs. This guy seemed to be getting sick of me, or probably he was thinking I was doing it on purpose but that wasn't the case. I had gone up twenty-seven floors in total plus a lot of walking, and I had only eaten some chips and barely drank water.

I saw silver points at some point and that had only happened to me a few times in my life, the most recent time was when I was at that house with Rick and Carl and I was going through the miscarriage. Right now, my headache that I hadn't realized I had until then, was making all worse.

The second person that picked us up joined us as soon as we made it to wherever we had to go. He seemed friendlier but he was the one who actually ran over my mother. Who would have thought? People don't get run over anymore, they get bitten, shot, stabbed, eaten.

"What's your name?"

"Lia," I panted. I wasn't even sure why I wasn't trusting them with my full name.

"The woman that was with you is with our doctor now and she..."

For some reason I didn't listen to anything else that he was saying, my headache intensified and my vision blurred and darkened. I kept telling myself that it was going to pass, that I needed to hold on. My legs started shaking and before I knew, they just gave up. They guys approached me quickly and that's the last thing I remember.

~*~*~*~

I opened my eyes and found myself in a dark room, I sat up quickly and I felt a stabbing pain in the left side of my head. I placed a hand over the area to make it better but that didn't really help.

I looked around and I could only assume I was in a hospital room. I was in a hospital bed and there was a machine next to me, it was off though. I looked at the small window and noticed it was dark outside, which could mean I had been out for a few hours or a day or more.

My head started to race as I thought of the possibilities. I didn't know this place so escaping would be extremely hard and it was dark and my knife was gone so I had no protection from walkers outside. My gun was also gone and I didn't even know where I could go.

And I wasn't like my mother, I wasn't going to abandon her like she had abandoned me before. I couldn't, even when I hated her. I remembered what had happened and I knew she had been unconscious, but was she now? Was she even alive? Was she okay? What had they done to her?

This wasn't me but I started to cry. I wanted to stop but I couldn't. I thought of her and then of Daryl and I couldn't believe I had lost him again. After weeks of being away and finally finding each other for like the hundredth time, we had been separated once again.

I only hoped that he was okay, that he hadn't been seen or caught. We didn't know this people but if that guy was trying to escape that couldn't mean anything good, right?

I looked down at my left hand, new bandages were around it but that's not what I wanted to see. I cried harder as I looked at the ring Daryl had given me. I didn't even know how long ago that was... when he proposed. A few months ago, but it wasn't really that long ago, or maybe it was. I could never be too sure.