I shouldn't feel a damn thing for any of these people. I shouldn't be out hunting for them. I should be out there by myself. Hunting for myself. I know what Merle would say if he

was here, "Your just being a pussy little brother. Don't you see the looks they give you or there eyes on your back? Your nothing but redneck trash to them. Just a big bile of dog

shit on the bottom of there shoes." Its true though what he says. Nobody cares about me. Nobody ever has so why stick around just waiting for them to kick me to the curve. Not

even Merle cares about me. So I keep my distance and for what to be the outcast of the group to not get hurt again. Can't they see I'm trying to help. Trying to be something other

then redneck trash. Does anyone see or care. No nobody cares they will all leave me soon enough.

We were all sitting by the fire eating breakfast. I was just sitting by the fire not eating. I'm not much of a morning person if i eat anything or drink anything I'll get sick. The last

thing I need is to get sick in front of these people. We were all dead quiet when glen said, "This breakfast is the crappiest thing I ever ate in all my life." We all looked over at him

and I said, "Sure guess that's because its not rice. I think its fine to eat. It is the end of the world if you have forgotten." He looked at me and said, "If its so fucking good to you

why aren't you eat-in it?"He handed me the bowl of gosh knows what and I toke it from him and he said, "And i haven't forgotten about the world ending Daryle. I haven't

forgotten that I would be all alone if it wasn't for you guys taking me in. I haven't forgotten that my birthday is coming up in two months and I might die before I turn 21

and by the way I hate rice."Then he fell silent so I said, "I don't know what's so bad about this stuff." They all looked at me scarfing it down. When the bowl was half empty I

stoped mid bite and felt extremely ill. This was such a bad idea. But I had to make my point and I did. so I got up and said, "i'm...uh..just going to..." I stoped and turned around.

I couldn't say anything more or I knew I was going to puke infront of them. What the fuck was I thinking? I walked faster but it wasn't fast enough. I reached the far end of the camp

where the camper was and bent over and puked my guts out. the force of my retching brought me to my knees. I tryed to be quiet but I couldin't help

myself. When I finally emptied my stomach I got up and turned around and ever one was staring at me. All I said was, "Well, that was fun." Then Shane started walking to me and

I had to swallow back the lump that suddenly formed in my throat. He's not that bad looking. I like the way he moves. I do admit that I have been feeling some very strange

things where Shane is concerned. I have been thinking of some things like me throwing him against a wall and kissing him and running my hand down his...wait snap out of it

Daryle. He's right there he might see something not very good if you keep daydreaming like this. Your not some fucking girl with a crush or anything like that so just shut the

fuck up. He came up to me and stoped when he was standing way to close to me for my liking. He was so close I could smell his soap along with the smell of blood and sweat.

I hope he can't hear how hard my hearts going. Ohhh how my fingers itched to touch him and kiss those sweet lips. I wonder what he tastes...he snapped me out of my

daydream by unzipping his backpack and toke out a bottle of water and handed it to me and walked away again without a word. Damn if only he unzipped something else. I let out a breath I didin't know I was holding when

he walked away and I undid the cap and toke a long sip and sighed. This is probably the best fucking water I ever tasted. I watched him leave for a bit before moving and

grabbing my bow and walking out into the woods. If Merle was here he would kick my ass for thinking these things about some guy. He'd probably even kill me. I stayed out in

the woods for the whole day trying to stop thinking about Shane. When i got back to camp I went straight to the fire and sat down. Then the next day is when I went and fell off of

that stupid horse and got stabbed by that fucking arrow and when I finally made it back to the farm house I ended up getting shot. I woke up to searing pain in my side and face I

let out a low moan before I could help myself. I opened my eyes and seen the old man with Rick and Shane stitching me up. I looked up at them and pushed there hands away

and said, "Stop. Just stop." They all looked at me before the old man said, "No son I won't stop you need help. Now if you don't stop strugglin' then i'm going to have them hold

you down. Ok?" Mhhh I don't feel so good. What is he talking about? I can't understand anything he's saying. Where am I? They started moving again and I flinched back and he

brought the needle to my skin and I grabbed his arm and pushed him away. I tryed pushing myself farther away from him but Shane and Rick grabbed my arms and I started

kicking my legs and that sent mound's of pain shooting up my side. I screamed and kept on kicking. Someone screamed I don't know if it was Shane or Rick or who but I just kept

screaming. I looked up and seen Glen, T-dog and Dale all rush in. Then Rick said, "Quick someone hold him done." I looked over at him and said, "No stop. No." He didin't get a

chance to say anything when the old man said, "Hold him done I need to give him some medicine to stop the pain." Ohhh shit. I stoped struggling imediately and looked at the old

man and said, "Like hell you will give me any pain meds. I had worse then this believe me I did." He was in the middle of getting the vile of pain meds when he said, "Its ok son it

will stop the pain you need this more then you think." I looked at him and then looked at everyone else and then back at him and said, "I don't want to take anything. so thanks

but no thanks. I never toke anything before and I had alot worse." He stoped what he was doing and said, "Either you can take this by mouth or by shot. Either way you will take

them." I just looked at him and said, "Look old man i get really loopey on pain meds. I get really fucking weird. Ok?" He just shook his head and I sighed and said, "Fine it's your head not mine. But tell them to get the fuck off me before I spit in someone's face." He just

shook his head again and they let me go. I just layed there I couldin't move at all. I'm so tired. The old man said, "Ok, now whitch one the shot or the pills. The shot will knock

you out for a few hours and when you wake up you won't be in any pain or the pills witch takes awhile for them to work and you won't be able to fall asleep." He held them both

up to me and I sighed and said,

"I guess the shot I am pretty tired." He walked up to me and said, "This will hurt a bit but it will take affect immediately ." I just nodded and looked away. He walked up to me and

grabbed my hand before I could say anything I felt a dip pinch I tryed pulling away but Rick grabbed me. After the pinch went away I looked back at the old man and all of a

sudden I felt my arms going numb I looked up at him and he just nodded his head. It felt like I was being pulled down. Then I felt my eyes going heavy.

I started freaking out i tryed moving my arms and legs and when I couldin't I started to panic. I said, "Whats happening? Make it stop. I can't feel anything. Am i dying?

This is not the way I want to die." Suddenly my vision stoped and all I seen was blackness I screamed, "Oh my gosh I've gone to hell!" Then I heard Shane say,

"Its ok Daryle your safe. Your not dead and your not in hell. This is what happens when the medicine is working it will be over soon." Then i was asleep