Note: I'm bringing some of my fic's over here from AO3 where I write with the same name without the 9, always under Daryl Dixon/Carol Peletier. Comments make my day, reviews make all writers day, if you enjoy please give feedback we all write for fun we want you to enjoy. Thanks for reading.
Carol run out the front door down the steps bleeding from her face, looking around for somewhere to hide. Stumbling down the front steps looking around running out to the road taking a left and ducking through the woods that ran near her house, she looked over her shoulder and she was not being followed. She wiped her face with her arm trying to stop the blood from dripping into her eyes.
It was raining and dark, she ran and ran. It was stupid to keep running into the dark. She didn't know where she was. She had had a wee wander next to her house never going to far in case she got lost. She ran down a little faint track or gap where there were no trees. Her arm's were aching and the rain was freezing. She had her jacket on but it was doing little to keep her dry, she looked down at the bundle in her arms and pulled the blanket again to cover it.
They had just moved there less than a month. She knew it was at least 30 miles to town, he had taken her there to get food. Watching her, making sure she didn't make friends or make contact with anyone. She doubted she could run the 30miles to town, realizing now she was going in the wrong direction to run to town. She was frantic, she needed to stop but she couldn't stop until she found shelter or somewhere to hide.
She had no money, no car, no friends to call. Hell they didn't even have a phone. He took the car with him to work everyday leaving her stuck where she was miles away from her nearest neighbors that could be in any direction. She actually didn't know if she had neighbours but she hoped this track might lead somewhere. It was a well used track but still a track.
He had kept her isolated with no friends no family, no one to call, no where to go. She didn't even know the direction to run to town. Baby Sophia struggled at her chest wrapped in a blanket. She stumbled over the rough ground. Trying hard to keep her footing. Her arms were burning, she could feel blood dripping into her mouth. She was trying not to cry, trying to keep her wits about her.
She stopped knowing she had covered a great deal of distance from her house. She couldn't see the lights from it any more and she run her hand across the baby's face. She could feel a slight bruise on her head as Ed had lost his temper and tried to get to the baby that was crying.
For the past year Carol had been with this man, starting to date him then finding herself pregnant moved in with him too soon, suddenly finding out he wasn't as nice as he had appeared on face value to begin with. His isolation from friends had started slowly, then after the baby was born he moved them hundreds of miles away to a new job, a new place to live. A new hell.
He had never hit Carol before, but tonight he had seen red, coming home driving drunk and Carol was trying to settle the 3 month old baby into the bassinet he had become enraged and directed it all at the baby for daring to make a noise. Carol had stepped between the baby and Ed and fought a battle for her life. Carol bruised and bleeding had in a last ditched attempt to save the baby had swung a the baby monitor, holding the cord had managed to connect it to his temple dropping him like a stone long enough for her to gather her thoughts, to get shoes, a jacket, warm clothes on quickly and wrapping her baby in the warmest blanket she could grab and ran.
Running out the front door to save her baby and to save herself she now felt she may have made a mistake and should have tried to take his keys and tried take his car. The problem was that his keys were in his pocket and trying to get them would have meant moving him and him possibly waking up to try get to Sophia again.
Sophia had been crying as she had a bruise from his attempts to get at her. Carol knew it was too cold for the baby outside in the rain, but she also knew it would be deadly to stay. She was lost she must have stumbled off the track. She stopped and took a moment to calm herself wondering how far off the track she could have gone. She felt sick to her stomach when she realized her mistake.
Her body was screaming with pain, she didn't know how much further she could go or how much longer she could hold her baby in her arms, giving into tears rain poured down her face. She looked up to the sky to pray to a god she didn't know if she believed in.
Help me out here show me a sign!
Carol had tears falling freely from her face, Sophia started crying hard, her wee body starting to shake with the cold and she was soaked through. Carol looked around looking for a sign when she saw a light flickering in the woods, Carol took a breath and started stumbling towards the light falling through the trees into a man.
Begging him to 'Help me!'