Hey everybody, this is Dayflight43 and i am now posting the 4th chapter! I haven't been getting any reviews so if you are reading my story and have any comments, complaints or questions then please tell me! R/R! Oh yeah I'm sorry for not bringing in Daryl sooner but I had to get into my main character and stuff...

I was awoken by the screaming of Carl. I shot upright in bed and quickly put on a black hoody over my tank-top and put on some jeans. I dashed upstairs and into the room where Carl was staying. Sitting with Rick was a woman with black hair and a skinny face, tears in her eyes and Rick's arm wrapped around her middle so she could stay out of my Daddy's and Patricia's way. She was definitely his wife. I wondered who had found her but my thoughts were elsewhere.

Carl was struggling against Patricia's arms as my dad tried to get a piece of the bullet out. I immediately ran over to them and helped pin down his legs, and putting my hand up to his face to stroke it and try to calm him. His face was pale and tear streaked and as he screamed and thrashed I could see the pain and terror in his baby blue eyes.

I felt my heart reach out for him and I snapped my head around to stare at my Daddy.

"Daddy stop it! Stop! You are just making the pain worse! We have to wait for the medicine!" I cried. My dad quickly pulled away and immediately put a cloth over the bleeding wound.

I pulled away as Carl stopped thrashing about and was breathing heavily. He looked around before his eyes rolled back in his head and he passed out.

I sighed and pulled away. I slowly left the room, my eyes drooping towards being closed. I looked at what time it was and sighed. 9:00 P.M., meaning I only had about 2 hours of sleep. I growled but shook it off, walking to the bathroom and splashing my face with ice cold water. I chose to take a shower and slowly did so, not overdoing the hot water but letting it work all the knots out of my bones.

After the shower I got out and realized I had been in it for almost an hour and a-half. I quickly got dressed and walked out into the living room, where excitedly Shane sat. He had a look of dread on his face as he glanced up at me.

"Where's Odis?" I asked with a bright smile on my face. I brushed my brown bangs out of my eyes and felt my blood chill as Shane didn't answer. "What happened?" I choked out. Shane stood slowly and placed his hands on my shoulders.

"I'm so sorry... He's gone... Saved my life, he did. I wish i could have helped him, but he already had a bad knee, told me to keep on going... I truly am sorry Railyn..." He said with anger and sadness in his

Tears were quickly running down my cheeks. Shane took me into his broad arms and tried to sooth me. "This is all my fault! Everyone around me dies! Everyone i care about leaves me!" I sobbed. Shane shook his head. "None of this crazy world is your fault! You aren't god! You don't choose or enforce people to die! Don't blame yourself, ya' hear?" He said, looking into my eyes.

I nodded before pulling away. "I'm sure you're tired, why don't you go take a shower and then I'll find you a place to sleep..." I said with my face low.

Shane left and as soon as he did I ran out of the house, kicking up dirt and looking up at the night skies with tears in my eyes. I let an exasperated scream and grabbed a few rocks to throw. They didn't really go anywhere but they kinda helped with my anger. "Why are you doing this to me?!" I screamed as i cried.

I turned abruptly and ran into the house, writing a note before grabbing my riding boots and running over to our horse barn. I chose my favorite horse, his name 'adawelagisgv', a Cherokee word meaning 'blaze' in English.

I brushed out his coat before gently putting on his equipment. I saddled him up and walked him out of the barn. I looked back at my childhood home once more before turning and mounting blaze and riding out into the forest.

Tears sprung from my eyes as i rode. I hated having to leave, but everyone seemed to get hurt or even killed when I was around, and I was tired of it.

Tear limbs whipped at my cheeks and left my face red and bloody. Soon I came across my favorite place as a kid, a small gas station just outside of the Highway. I got off Blaze and slowly walked towards the store, my pocket knife at the ready in my hands. Blaze whinnied behind me and I jumped slightly, turning around to face my horse. "God blaze why do you-" I was cut off by a loud moan right by ear and cold, pale hands grabbing my hair.

I let out a terrified scream and quickly yanked my hair out of a walker's grip. I stumbled forwards as the thing tried to grab hold of my shirt. I let out another scream and spun around, stabbing the knife into the monster's head. My pocket knife stabbed as far as it would go before the walker finally died. It fell off of me in a heap, leaving me sobbing and bloody.

My head was spinning as I backed away from the nasty rotting corpse. I turned to a spooked Blaze and, instead of mounting him (because of how spooked he was) I grabbed his reins and we started walking up the road silently.

I was getting even more tired as we walked and it was getting dark. Blaze wasn't so jumpy anymore so I finally mounted him and we started up the road in a slow trot. The forest around me seemed to watch my every move and I was scared out of my wits.

Without even realizing it I started to doze off. My eye lids slowly drifted closed then I swiftly reopened them.

Suddenly a huge bird, an owl probably, shrieked and swooped out in front of me and blaze. My horse neighed in fright and reared up, causing me to fall backwards and hit my head. I let out a pain filled wail as a teeth clenching pain went up my arm as a pointy rock ripped my skin and left a gash in my arm.

With tears in my eyes I grabbed my bandanna from off of my head and wrapped it around my bleeding arm, just bellow the cut. I took my pocket knife from out of my pocket and quickly cut a large piece of my short's away and put it to my wound, trying to soak the blood and possibly stop the bleeding.

Before I knew it, it was a pitch black night, the moon the only light visible.

I mounted Blaze again, not really caring if he was spooked or not. He didn't seem very jumpy, probably because he knew I was hurt and that I needed to get home. I urged him faster and faster, until we came upon the very edge of my farm. It was already lightening up by now and I was exhausted. In the front of my house sat a large RV and a few other cars.

Ricks group must have shown up... I slowly and sourly got off of Blaze and walked him across the field. As I neared the house I could see that people were all close to the side of the house.

I looked down at my arm for a minute and as I looked up I stared down the point of an arrow notched onto a cross bow. I gaped and tried to make out words but I was scared and weak.

"Who are you?" Asked a gruff southern accent. I looked at the speaker and could feel a blush rise. "I-I..." I started. The man pointed the crossbow closer into my face. "Spit it out girl!" He growled.

"Daryl, don't!" Said a slightly familiar country voice. I looked around the man with the crossbow to see Rick with a shocked look on his face.

"Railyn where have you been?!" He gasped, taking a few steps forward. I felt relief flood over me but as I was going to answer a sudden dizziness and weakness took over me and I fell to the ground in a heap, strong arms catching my fall.

I did this to much.

Lol wow, she does do that to much... That is the second time Raylin has fainted! She needs a certain redneck to keep her balanced, don't you think?