Living Proof

Chapter Three: The Fight Against Time

I coughed harshly. My body was trying to fight back against the damn virus. I layed my head down against the soft couch. "Well there isn't much we can really do fo' her. All we can really do is wait t' see what happens." I looked down slowly. My body felt like I was on fire.

Daryl walked inside, leaning against the door. "How you feelin'?" He asked me. I chuckled, groaning in pain. He smiled softly. "Come on, city girl. Your' too strong, stubborn girl. You cant jus' lay here t' die." I looked up at him with wantin eyes. I wanted to go and be free, but thoses damn chromosones wont let me die without a good hard fight. So the battle rages on inside my body. I closed my eyes. I heard him shuffle, I snapped my eyes open. "Daryl, dont leave me. I promise i will try to fight it off if you stay." He looked tired. Just like me and a few people.

He nodded, takin his spot back to the door. Leaning against it like it was just there. I heard whispering, i opened my eyes back up to see Dale talking to Daryl. Daryl nodded, then began to walk away slowly. I yawned softly. Dale stood there watching me. "Where did he go?" I asked quietly. "Went to hunt. He is our hunter, we need him to hunt for food." I grunted and winced at the thought of food, it made my stomach turned. I snapped my eyes towards the large places around the R.V. I snapped around, my body burning up greatly. Dale called Rick in. But Shane came inside faster. He looked at me. My eyes fogged over, it was blurry. My body was uncontroiably shaking. "She is going into shock." Whispered Rick.

I closed my eyes gently. "DONT YOU DARE DIE ON ME CITY GIRL!" I heard. My eyes snapped wide open. My shakin stopped. My breathin slowed down. "Are... You okay city girl?" He whispered. I smiled softly and nodded slowly. Daryl, at that moment, shocked everyone what did next. I was still in my daze, i felt his warm body wrapped around me tightly. I gently pressed my head against his shoulders. Something tells me, i wasnt going to die for a long time. My body wouldnt allow it at all.

That night, i was awoke by movement. I was sleeping. Next to me was Daryl, sitting against the bed, asleep. I leaned over, kissing his dirty head. There was a noise again. My eyes widen. I let out a deep growl. I got up, walking outside. I came face to face with a walker. I stood there, growling. The walker walked towards me. But stopped. My anger boiled, suddenly, staring them straight in the eyes, the zombie dropped dead... I backed up in shock. Did i do that? I asked to myself. What in the world was I? What did the scientiest do to me?!