Here is the second chapter! It took a while for me to get the first one done, but I think now that I have the starting point down the rest will come easily. Let's hope. Anyway in this chapter you get to know a little bit about Suki, the sick girl, and how Fay came across her. I hope you enjoy. Leave a comment, follow the story. Thanks!
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I Also do not own the song Lullaby of Takeda. It is a Japanese song, but is incredibly beautiful. If you have not heard of it then do check it out.
It was completely dark outside and the only source if light was the red glow from the fire that the group had built. Not wanting to intrude with their close nit group, I had settled a few inches away from Suki. I got a few glances and stares, but the majority of the time they were chatting and telling stories. Despite how hard I tried to ignore the small chatter I couldn't help but feel a deep twinge of loneliness. It had been a long time since I had been with my family and by the way these people acted with each other I was deeply missing out.
Even with no idea who these people were the feelings that they had for each other were clear. They had been through terrible things which only drew them even closer. Of course they started out as strangers, but with time they grew as one, as a family. It was the same with me and Suki. The two of us were beyond close. We knew each other soul and mind. We knew the others past and secrets that could have been deadly if the world had not gone chaotic. But no matter how hard I tried and no matter how hard I knew it would never come true, I was wishing for a safe group like this.
My constant pacing had stopped as I watched the group from afar. My hands held tight to each other as I watched the two kids laugh at what the other had said. I watched as the ladies leaned back into the grass, most likely talking about the baby that was soon to come. The one woman with the dark brown hair looked as if she was about to pop. A Korean boy and a young woman sat close to each other as they intertwined their hands, a sign that love was able to with stand an apocalypse.
The only people that seemed not to be relaxing was the older man, who had told me to call him Hershel, and the man with the deadly crossbow. He stood not too far off from the group, but instead of enjoying the chatter, he had kept his eyes on me. He watched silently as I paced back and forth, wringing my hands. He watched me talk to myself as I tried to keep the positive side of myself alive, though day by day it was slowly peeling away. All he did was watch and watch.
I had picked my pacing up again just as one of the ladies stood up. She cleaned her hands free of the dead grass and with the pregnant lady smiling at her, obviously urging her on, she walked over to me. The crossbow man saw her inching her way over to me, not wanting to take any chances he blocked her path. They whispered to each other, but as the argument increased so did their voices.
"Her child is sick, may even be dying. Now I am not the kind of person who sits back and let a woman pace herself to death. Goodness knows that I would want someone to be with me if my Sophia was in that condition." I watched with uncertainty as the lady tried to defend me, a person that could slit her throat at night. A person that was unwelcomed.
"I don't like this. That woman gives me an uneasy feelin'. Plus, Rick woulda sent her packin." He looked behind his shoulder and glared at me with such a cold look.
"Oh please, you know Rick would not do that." She became silent.
"Carol." His voice was tense.
"Daryl. Please. Let me at least try."
It was apparent that Daryl was fighting inside. Giving in, he nodded his head and stepped away from Carol. He stalked back towards his spot, not leaving that sight of me or Carol.
Bandit hunched low to the ground and began to growl deep within his throat as she got closer. I caught sight of Daryl tense and aim his bow at him. Touching his neck, the large Rottweiler went silent. I watched as he turned around and went to lay by Suki who was still being treated by Hershel.
"Wouldn't you like to sit by the fire? The nights sure do get cold." Carol smiled as she stood in front of me. Just a few inches away from the fire, the cold had gotten to her. Rubbing her arms she tried to stop the shivers. For as long as I had lived outside without any fires I had grown use to the cold.
"No. Thank you for the offer. I rather stay with Suki." I turned towards the sleeping girl hoping that she had finally woken up. No change. "Besides," I added. "It is obvious that I am not welcomed." I nodded towards the tense males that were around.
Carol chuckled as she too had notice the odd behavior. "Don't worry. These guys are always this tense. I think by getting to know you they would loosen up. For that to happen come over. Talk."
I smiled softly as the nice woman tried to wrap me in the close family. It was comforting to know that there were still people in the world that cared about others, but I also knew that in this group I had a good chance of ending up dead.
"Thank you, but I will have to say no."
Carol sighed and with one more gaze towards me, she turned and made her way back to the group. I watched as she shook her head towards the pregnant lady. They both became silent as they sat by the fire. Every few seconds they would either look at me, who had picked up my pacing, or Suki who was not far away from me.
The seconds ticked by without any improvement which only made me more anxious. Different scenarios were panning out in my head and every single one was horrible. My hair had fallen out if its bun from the constant running of my hands, which were white from the blood lost. If I didn't get any news I was going to explode.
The sound of thudding boots in the tall grass could be heard from behind me. My first thought was that Carol had come over again, but the steps were too heavy to be hers. I felt my stomach tighten as I turned around. A man who I had not seen before was coming down from the hill. He had a shot gun around his shoulders; despite him being so thin and tired- looking he held authority and intimidation.
His hands clenched over and over again as he witnessed the new comers. The tension that was around him highly out did mine. His face had a growing beard and his eyes were dim with exhaustion. If I didn't know better I would have mistaken him for a Walker, but Walkers do not have an enraged expression.
This man was beyond angry. His mouth was pinched together causing them to be white. His brows were furrowed and his jaw was clenching.
"Who are you?" He hissed out. He walked right in front of me with his pistol directed right at me. I hands shook as I raised them in defense.
"Fay." I stuttered out. I was not the typical woman to feel so intimidated, it was usually the other way around, but this man was frightening. His eyes told me everything; one wrong move and I would have a bullet hole in my forehead.
"Well, Fay," He spat out my name as if it was garbage. "What is your business with my group?"
I cleared my throat as I tried to bring my wits back. "I only needed to save her." I said.
"Rick." Hershel had walked over. He rested his hand on Rick's shoulder and turned him towards Suki.
Rick was quiet as he watched the sleeping child. Hershel gave a reassuring smile as he went back to Suki. I stood quietly as I watched his back, trying to guess what his next move would be. I could feel the gazes of several people which only made the situation more uncomfortable.
Ignoring the gazes that were on us, Rick finally spoke this time his voice was softer. "How old is she?" He turned around and faced me. His face was still slack but his eyes didn't hold so much anger.
"Only eleven." I whispered out as I still watched her.
Rick nodded. "She sick?"
I nodded. "She's been passed out all day. We haven't eaten for a while, and she's dehydrated. No matter how hard I tried to feed her, she would just push it away with 'I'll eat later' and go back to sleep." I rubbed my forehead as I remembered the times she threw up the food that she had eaten.
Rick sighed as he too rubbed his head. He was about to say something when Daryl interrupted.
"Rick, I need to speak with ya." He glared at me, telling me that I was to stay put.
The two walked a few feet away and the discussion began. I watched with uneasiness as they raised their hands in the air with frustration, it was a while before they were done and by the look on their faces it was bad news.
I felt my heart break as I heard Rick's low voice. "You need to pack up and leave." He hands went to his belt as he leaned forward.
I felt my throat close up as I tried to say something, anything, to change his mind. How was I supposed to survive? How was Suki going to live? Then it made sense. Suki was not going to survive. It was as if my worst nightmare had become a reality.
Rick whispered a soft 'sorry' and turned to go.
"Please," I cried out, I grabbed onto his shirt. "I-I promise that I will leave, but she cannot survive one more day out there." I almost cried again at the thought of Suki dying.
Rick turned around as he stared at me. "What are you saying?" He asked even though he knew what I meant.
I sighed as I looked at the sleeping child. I could still feel the stares, but they had lensed. "All she has ever has been through is death and pain. When I first saw her, she was in a house with her dead parents and brother. I thought they had died of natural causes," I again took in a shaky breath. "But it was apparent that she had to kill them."
I looked at Rick who stared intently at me as he listened to me. "She told me that she hated this, she hated her life. She wanted to die, but you see, I made her live. I dragged her along with me as we ran place to place. When she got sick, it wasn't the first time, but it was the moment that I knew I had done this. Me. I had wanted her to survive, but in the end I was the cause."
"So, what I am saying is this. If you will let me, I will stay until Suki has fully recovered. When I know that she is well, I will leave in the middle of the night."
Rick looked at me with uneasiness. "Without Suki." I told him.
"You want her to stay with us?" Rick asked.
I nodded to him, hoping that he would safe her. Safe the one person that I cared so much for. Minutes ticked by as I waited for him to answer. I could practically see the wheels running in his head.
"I need to speak with the group." He finally said.
I nodded as I tried to keep my breathing steady. It was in his hands now. "I swear to you that if she can stay, I will help you in any way that I can. I swear to you that I will forever be in your debt." I whispered out as he turned to leave. He stopped for a moment before he nodded and headed towards his people.
I crumbled towards the ground as I watched everyone smile at him and comment on the prison and their ideas. I watched as he knelt by the pregnant woman, it was apparent that she was is wife, and he returned everyone's smiles. I felt my heart break as I thought of leaving Suki. I crumbled with a broken heart and began to bawl.
"Please." I whispered over and over again. My body shook with crys and I felt exhausted.
Looking up at the dark sky I pleaded with my whole heart, with everything that I had.
"Please."
So here is the second chapter. I hope you liked it. Leave a comment on whether you enjoyed it or not. I would highly appreciate it if you tell me what is wrong, confusing, or what you want to see later on in the story. Follow the story if you want to and check out my other storys that I have. Thanks!