Hey Dayflight43 here! This is my second Fanfic and I'm so excited on writing it... This is a Walking Dead Fanfiction and i really hope it turns out good... I cant bring myself to actually make Daryl so mean so I'm going to give him a softer personality in this story... Hope you like it! R/R! P.S. this begins at about the same time as the show begins.
I opened my eyes to see the familiar ceiling of my room. I slowly had the memories of the past two months come slamming back to me and tears welled in my dark grey eyes.
"Momma..." I sobbed out. I put my hands to my face and covered it, sobbing and screaming. Before I knew it Maggie came rushing through the door, her eyes wild and scared. As soon as she realized I was OK she walked swiftly over to my bed and enveloped my body with hers.
"Sh. Sh, Shh..." She whispered, rocking me back and forth and running her hand through my hair.
"It's OK, Railyn... Shh... It's OK, we're going to be OK..." She said with a sadness pulling at her voice. Finally i stopped shaking and crying and just went limp in her arms.
"I miss them." I whispered. Maggie nodded before situating herself so she was looking into my eyes. "We all do... I know you are probably not up to it but why don't you, Beth and I go horse riding?" She asked, quickly changing the subject. I wasn't to pleased about the idea but I looked down and shrugged. "Isn't that dangerous though?" I asked, my mind wandering to the walking, pale people that were infected by... other of their kind.
"No... We repaired the fence remember? And I doubt they could get through it." She said with a hopeful smile playing on her pink lips.
"Promise?" I squeaked. Maggie looked away for a split second before looking back at me and nodding. "Pinky promise." She said, extending her pinky finger. I couldn't help but let out a small giggle and, strangely, so did Maggie. We locked fingers for a moment before hopping up and racing out of my room.
Patricia sat in the kitchen with Odis right next to her, but standing and leaning against the counter. As we entered the room they looked up at us with worry evident in their gazes. "You gave us quite a scare, little Missy!" Patricia said while standing and giving me a tight hug. Although we had no relation to each other, Patricia was like my aunt, or even a second mother in a way. Odis was the same, but as my uncle. Beth adored Patricia and the two have almost been inseparable since... since all of this chaos started.
I laughed slightly and nodded. "I'm sorry... I just... every morning i wake up and for a split second I feel like everything is normal, until it just comes back to me and I remember and..." Suddenly a deep, familiar voice cuts me off. "And it isn't your fault." My daddy says with a deep frown on his face. I look down and nod.
My daddy, a sweet and wise old man, smiled as we met eyes. "Now, why don't you girls eat your breakfast and wash up, I heard that ya'll are going to go ridin' and i plan on joinin' ya'll." He said, lifting the tense atmosphere.
I looked over at Beth, who had just entered the room and we met eyes, perfectly pretty much reading each other's minds. Her eyes seemed to say, "I know how you feel." I smiled and nodded in understanding.
I turned to the kitchen table and sat down, grabbing a plate of food from Patricia and, before even thinking about taking a bite I clasped my hands in a prayer.
I prayed that my Momma and Brother would come back, that this was all a dream, and that more people would show up, for i truly thought everyone was dead and gone.
After praying I took up my fork and started to eat the sweat and delicious pancakes, also thanking god that we were well fed and alive.
OK I know this is a short chapter, but i promise to make longer ones... R/R!