Hayden POV
I turned around to see Daryl glaring, I glared right back,
I just rolled my eyes, I turned around and started walking, until I'm grabbed by my wrist,
"Where do you think, yer goin?" Daryl said
"It's not your concern that's where," I said
What can I say, anger and hostility is my only defense mechanism,
I went to yank my wrist of out his grip but he had other ideas, he started dragging me to just outside of the camp, and forced me to sit on a log,
"Stay here," He said pointing
"I'm not a dog," I said glaring at him
"Believe me I know," He said
He walked into the tent, he walked out of the tent, with a canteen, he handed it to me, I looked at the canteen then at him,
"It's not laced with anything if that's what yer thinkin," He said
He took a sip,
"See," He said
I grabbed it and took a sip,
"Now, on to the obvious question, why are you sneaking out?" He asked
"I was leaving, I don't trust any of you," I said crossing my arm,
Daryl chuckled
"Really? I couldn't tell," He said
I just rolled my eye,
"Now, go back to bed, if I catch you tryin to leave again, I will have no choice to tie you to a tree, since you only respond to anger and violence," Daryl said
I just rolled my eye,
"Now," He said with anger and that just triggered something in my mind and I stood up and walked back to the tent,
What the hell just happened,
I didn't sleep last night, afraid I was gonna get killed in my sleep, not by walkers no, no by these people, I don't trust them, not one bit,
I see the sun rising, and so I decided to leave the tent, I make sure Daryl is in his tent and he is, good, I thought
I smirked grabbing my gear, and walked out of the camp,
Now back to what I was doing, tracking my next meal,
I kneel to the ground seeing the tracks, these look fresh, I thought
I decide to choose my steps wisely, tiptoeing keeping crouched down, making sure not to be seen just in case it's close by,
but as I get closer, I see something that just pisses me off, a walker chowing down on it,
"Damn it," I mumbled
I grabbed an arrow, and drew back releasing and it went right through the skull in-between the eyes,
"Damn princess nice shot," I heard
I spun around to see Merle,
"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked
"Well lets just say, some people at camp were in a tizzy because you were no where to be found," He said
I rolled my eyes walking up to the walker pulling out the arrow,
"Waste of a good deer," I mumbled
"I'd say," Merle said
I started walking away,
"Where you going princess?" He said
"Away, and stop calling me that," I said
"Oh I don't think so," He said
Next thing I know I'm slung over his shoulder,
"Hey! knock it off!!" I said hitting his back,
"Jeez girl, do you even eat? I feel like I'm carrying virtually nothing," Merle said
"Seriously put me down!" I said
When he finally sets me down we are back at the camp, I straighten out my clothes,
Daryl walks over to me,
"What did I tell you last night?" He said glaring at me,
I just glared right back, I'm not afraid of his threats, I've faced worse, I thought
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The Walking Dead, Fighter
FanfictionHayden Taylor, Thirteen years old, before the outbreak, before the dead started rising again, before everything, Hayden's life was not picture perfect, abused every day of her life, struggled, the day the dead started coming back to life, is the day...