Diary of a Dixon

"Chapter 1"

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What do you do when you see your older half brother beat another man up, I fourteen year old Charlotte "Charlie" Dixon had just witnessed my brother Merle do just this. Well I did something I would have to live with for the rest of my life. T-Dog and I had returned to the roof of the department store where earlier a man named Rick Grimes had handcuffed him to a pipe.

Merle was high on drugs and going on about this and that and when T-Dog handed me the key for a moment I wanted to let him go. Something inside me said to leave him up here, the years of abuse and torment caused me to do it. I smiled at Merle who was crying and making promises to be a better brother, I didn't believe him.

"We have to go now!" T-Dog was at the door. "Come on!"

"Come on Charlie! Sweetheart can't do this to your own flesh and Blood! I promise to be better" Merle pleaded. I looked at the small key and then at T-Dog who was yelling at me to either let him go or leave him.

"Merle" I smiled at my older brother "Fetch" and as I ran I could hear Merle yelling at us to help him but we kept going till we got the the van that was waiting for us. I sat in the corner of the van in shock, what did I just do. If I had let Merle go what would he have done, killed Rick, beat up T-Dog again.

"Daryl is going to kill me" I said to T-Dog in tears.

"Who's Daryl?" Rick asked.

"Their brother" Morales who was in the drivers seat told him.

"We have to go back before Daryl finds out what I did" I told Rick. "Please take me back there"

"I locked him out there so he should be ok" T-Dog assured me. Andrea and T-Dog had witnessed how Merle treated me and didn't seem to be bothered by the fact that I left him on the roof.

When we arrived back at the camp, everyone was happy to see us. I went straight to the tent that I was sharing with my brothers and found Daryl had not returned from his hunt, I was not sure how I was going to tell him Merle was not coming back. That night around part of the discussion was what to tell Daryl, T-Dog suggested lying and and Amy suggested telling the truth.

"I'll tell him I did it" I told them "It was my doing and I'll have to face the consequences of my actions"

"Let him think I did it" T-Dog told me.

"I'm going to bed" I told them, I could heard various good nights as I walked away.

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I stepped into the tent and just curled up and cried. The next morning I heard the voice of my brother Daryl calling out to me and Merle. Part of me wanted to run and run and the other part of me told me to face it and just let him know what I had one, maybe Merle was still alive and they could go back and get him.

I stepped out of the tent and walked over to where Rick and the others were telling Daryl about Merle. T-Dog saw me and gave me a look that told me to not say a word, but I couldn't. Yes it was true that my brother was a jerk, a abusive drunk, and a drug addict but I couldn't let T-Dog take the fall for something he had nothing do with.

"Daryl" I kept my distance "I...did it"

"You did what" Daryl asked me annoyed, I usually knew better to let him know something bad I did when he was mad.

"Merle made me go with them and I...I" I told him stepping backwards "I threw the key off the roof"

"You stupid little...get to the tent now!" Daryl yelled walking in my direction, Rick stepped in front of me.

"I'll go back and get him" Rick told him.

"Fine..we're going to have a little talk when we get back brat" Daryl told me and walked towards our tent, a small talk usually meant a belt making contact with my backside.

"Why don't you stay in the RV for awhile" Dale told me.

"Daryl" I made the mistake of following my brother into our tent, as soon as I entered his fist met my face, he grabbed me and pinned me down on to the ground. I was starting to get to scared.

"How could you do this?" Daryl asked me. "When your mama dropped you off who took care of you! Huh? It was Merle and I!"

"I'm sorry" I cried "You know how Merle is and I..I was tired of him hurting me and I just snapped, I didn't mean to do it"

"Still doesn't make it right" Daryl told me a little calmer, he let go of my shirt and I sat up. "Stay here, your not to leave the tent"

"Yes sir" I told him, he grabbed his crossbow and I watched him leave to join the others.

The road to Atlanta was quiet, Glenn, T-Dog, Daryl and Rick quietly found a place to park the van and walked to the department store where they had left Merle. When they entered the roof they didn't find Merle, all that was left was a hack saw, a bloody handcuff and his hand.

"Merle!" Daryl yelled.

TO BE CONTINUED