❝ look who's digging
their own grave. ❞
❝ that's what they all say. ❞
﹙ the walking dead fanfiction ﹚
﹙ daryl dixon x oc ﹚
﹙ season one - season eleven. ﹚
﹙ started 11/15/20 ﹚
﹙ note; lowercase inten...
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ROSALINE'S HEART began to pound in her chest uncontrollably, her vision started to darken as the panic started to set in. sweat began to race down her forehead, and her hand trembled as her eyes flickered across carl's body.
what should we do? she thought.
it felt like the ringing in rosa's ears never stopped. was it even from the shot anymore? her head snapped towards a bush seeing a man run out from the bushes, his hands raised in defense. he was a plump man, a bag slung across his shoulder with a rifle in his hands. he'd been out hunting but he just killed two birds with one stone.
"oh, god! is he alive?!" his voice also sounded shaky as he stared down at carl's unconscious body. rosaline pressed her ear against the young boy's chest trying to listen for a heartbeat.
it was faint, but still there, "he's alive. we need to get him help, now." she demanded and rick stared up at the stranger in anger.
"i live on a farm just a bit ways away from here, an old man there he's a doctor - he can help your boy. my name's otis." he introduced himself. otis didn't seem like a bad man or a threat - he sure did regret what he had just done. he probably didn't even see carl standing there.
"no time to waste them, let's go!" rick demanded, slinging his arms under carl, "which direction?"
otis pointed behind them but rosaline was not sure if it was a good idea just to race off while they had a whole group left behind.
that shot would've rung out for miles too. she might have been working towards a medical degree but in the end, she wasn't a doctor, lori also deserved to know that her song had been shot, "rick i'm going to find the group and tell them you go on ahead with shane."
"rosaline are you sure?" shane inquired, "you're just gonna go stomping through the woods on your own?"
"i'm more than capable of taking care of myself, plus i have rhaegar with me who can tear off a few heads so i'm going to be fine," she urged standing up but the two men didn't move for a moment. it irritated her, carl was going to bleed out! "just go every second counts!"
rick nodded at the girl gratefully and raced off with shane and otis. otis lagged behind - for obvious reasons. shaking her head, rosa took out her kukri in case any walkers decided to stumble through the wood searching for the place that the shot had rung out from.
"come," she instructed rhaegar and he fell into step with her, his intelligent eyes trained on his surroundings, making sure to watch out for any danger. dogs like him were valuable, not only in these times.
she had not noticed at all that her breath had not settled and that everything was still so dark around her from the previous event. it wasn't the days becoming shorter, was it?
