I have been gone for weeks. I was losing hope that Daryl would find me. These guys that had me were some sort of gang. They captured girls who were young. It was late and all I had was my diary to write my feelings down. I can't lose hope, thats what daddy said. I missed daddy. It was hard to believe what the governor had done to him. Every night I cry myself to sleep. Thinking that Daryl would come and rescue me from these horrible guys. Why? Why does my heart cry out for him when I'm alone at night in an empty bed? Why do I feel so? Broken. Daryl and I weren't together so why was I feeling like this? Do I love him? I know that before I went missing when we were having dinner I asked him what changed his mind and he just stared at me and I knew right then it was me, I was the one who changed his mind about there still being good people. Just thinking that Daryl may feel something for me made my insides bubble.

The days went by and it was the same as always. My heart ached at the thought of never seeing Daryl or my sister again. I missed everyone so much. The same question runs through my head everyday, 'Will I ever see them again? or What are these guys gonna do to me' My mind is constantly thinking about what could happen. At night it gets worse because I'm left alone with only my thoughts to accompany me. As all the questions pass through my head it all comes down to the last one,Why? Why does my heart cry out for him when I'm alone at night in an empty bed? Why do I feel so? Broken. These thoughts eat me up. I have never felt this way before, not with Jimmy and not with Zack. I don't know how much more I can handle. I don't wanna turn cold but as I am forced to see new things. Things I wished I would never have to see.

Tears fall out as I can't control my thoughts. 'Where was Judith? Was she alive?' I felt guilty not knowing. It's all my fault. I was the one who was suppose to protect her. I was suppose to keep her safe. She was my responsibility and I let her down. In all honesty Judith kept me sane. Having her to look after made me feel normal. Although the world was shit, I felt like I had something to live for. Remembering the little asskicker's smile made me think about Daryl. He gave her that name when she was born. It was kind of cute. I remember when Daryl was holding her he called her sweetheart. It melted my heart. Trying to shake these thought from my head was impossible. How could something so good, go bad in a matter of seconds? Why did these guys take me away from him? I can't imagine how much he was hurting. Darkness soon clouded my mind and silenced my thoughts.

*He was holding my hand. We were safe and back with the group. We were laughing and everything felt normal. Daryl had me pinned up against the wall, his lips against mine. I smiled against his soft lips. He was finally back with me. I felt as though I was floating in the sky. Daryl asked me to marry him. I said yes of course. *

I woke up and realized it was dream. How cruel of my mind to do such a thing. I wiped tears that strayed from my eyes. Turning around I curled up to the little blanket I had and let the tears fall silently to the small pillow. I just wanted to be back with the people I had grown to love. They were all family to me. I just wanted to be back with Daryl. Was he okay without me? It hurt me to even think about how he must be feelin. I closed my eyes tight to stop the thoughts. How much more could I handle? Not much more I thought to myself.