* Please review! Even though this is done, please review! This was one of my first stories, I am redoing it to correct my mistakes!*
Daryl took her chin in his hand and, with his other hand, he scoped up some water and gently started washing her cheeks. Her eyes were red from the crying but she had stopped by than. He rubbed one cheek until the blood was gone then moved to the other cheek. He kept stealing glances at her eyes. She wasn't moving and didn't seem to know he was there. Once he had all the blood washed from her face, he took her hand in his and pulled her to stand.
" We are goin back to camp now. You gonna spend the night in my tent." He picked up his cross bow and they started back through the woods.
He pulled her behind him, carefully watching where she stepped since she didn't seem to notice. Everyone at camp was by the fire by the time they got back. It was dark and they were eating. The people was staring at him but he didn't pay them any attention. Instead, he led her to the outskirts of the camp to his tent. He unzipped it and stepped inside.
" You want sumthing to eat?" He asked as he pulled her inside. When she didn't answer him, he shook his head. " Me either." He dropped her hand and moved to close the zipper. He put his hand behind his head as he came around to the front of her again. " Look, it's been a long day. Let's just go to sleep."
seven months earlier:
