I spent a few days more handcuffed to the bunk. Daryl came over every day for dinner. We have dinner together and sometimes we talk. He is not a big of a talker, and I guess I'm not either. Sometimes we just stay there silent, eating, thinking in our own problems. He seems troubled, and sad. He has always this sadness in his eyes.

A blondie called Beth came over too every day, she brings me food and clothes. She is nice with me, asking me questions about my family and my past.

- So, Sarah...mmm the guy you were with before coming here...he, he was your boyfriend?

- Who? Jake? .- are we really having this conversation?.- God, no! Blondie, he was my best friend, period.

- Oh, ok...its a shame though...he look hot.- she says pointing the photograph i have on the table.

- No, he doesn't.- I say a less convinced that I intended.

He is hot to be honest. He was. I've never said anything to anyone, but I had a big crush on him for like forever. He was nice, and brave, and funny...and yes, he was hot too. I guess blondie canread me like an open book.

I see Daryl passing by the cell so I yell at him:

- Daryl!

- Jezz...no need for yellin' kiddo. - he brings squirrels and rabbits .- what is it?

- Mmmm...look, I will like to apologise to Carol...could you tell her to come over tonight? For dinner?

- Dont know Kiddo...

- Pleaseeeeee, just ask her...please!

- Ok, ok...I guess we will see tomorrow then, no dinner together today, huh? - he seems dissapointed,

- Oh, Daryl...dont be sad...you know you are my favourite! - He is in the hallway, but I bet he is smiling.

Carol came over with a plate for me, so I assume she has already have dinner.

- Im here, as you requested.

- Carol, look, I'm sorry, ok? .- she doesn't even blink, jezz, she is really mad.- I know you are mad, I know, and I am sorry. I was a bitch that day, and I have no excuse, but I was scared, and I didnt handdle it too well.

- No, you certainly didn't.

- I...I've been handcuffed before, you know...my, my stepdad he was an ashole...- tears rolling my cheeks, she seems sad too. - I was scared because I've been there, done that. Please don't tell anyone.

- Honey...of course not. I won't tell a soul.- she came over and wipe the tears from my cheeks. - Your secret is safe with me.

- Thanks.- finally I stop crying like a pussy, and I fell bold.- He cares about you a lot, you know. - she look at me like she has not clue about what I am saying.- Daryl, he cares a lot about you.

- cares about everyone. He even cares about you, he had been coming here everyday to see you.

- That's bullshit and you know it. - I stare long, trying to make my point..- Yes, he has been coming here, we have dinner and sometimes we talk. Sometimes we dont. When we talk, he always mentioned you, carol did that, carol said that...And he was very sad that you were mad at him.

- I wasn't mad, I just didn't understand why he came here to make you company instead of being with us. - She lean closer and give me a kiss in my forehead, just like my dad used to do.- Now I understand. Thanks.

And she left.