I layed there on the cot, tired, dizzy, but couldn't sleep. I snuck my hand under Daryl's bed where he put the whiskey and took a drink hopeing maybe it'd make me dizzy and magically fall asleep or something. Before I was about to take another drink, Daryl's hand darted and grabbed my wrist, he layed there smirking, He still seemed kinda drunk, didn't seem like he slept either. As much of a hardass he was, He was still human like the rest of us, and the ammount of shit that happened earlier. It took it's toll on everyone. Including Daryl, whether he was going to admit it or not.

''What'ya doin' you brat?''

''Stealing a drink, What's it look like you oaf?''

''pff, ya' won' even be able ta' make it back to tha' bed if ya keep drinkin'.''

''HA!, If there was a table I'd drink you under it.''

''Hmph, Then what?''

''Guess we'll just have to find out what happends next then huh?' I said as I grinned taking another drink.

I peeked at him whilst I was drinking and he snatched the bottle from me, tackled me down, Pretty much straddling me stealing a drink from the near empty bottle, in the process of all this some had spilt on me and my shirt was decently wet.

''Oh my god. You fuckin' jerk!''

He peeked down at me, chuckling, and just stayed there. A smirk started to play upon his lips and i squinted at him, ''What? What are you smirking at?''

Daryl lazily set the bottle of Whiskey to the side and then he leaned down, Hovering over me with his hands at each side of my head, His face only inches away from mine, I could smell the whiskey on his breath, All still with the smirk on his face.

"You still haven't told me what you are smirking at."

He rolled over off me and layed to the side, I turned over, my back facing him, Trying to process what just happened, Suddenly felt something lightly fall on me, I looked over and it was one of his shirts. " Whats this for?" I asked furrowing my brows making a scrunchy look with my face.

"Cause, Yer shirts all wet." He paused for a moment, Looked like he was trying to think of someting else to say instead turned around so I can change. I Peeled off the soaked shirt and threw it to the side to pick up later so it could be hung up and air dried, I slipped on his shirt, It was a sleeveless button up flannel, Just like a few of his other ones, It was so big compared to my small frame, Being 4'10'' I was pretty much swimming in it, It covered my short-shorts and it almost looked like I wasn't wearing anything underneath, Two things crossed my mind at this point "Oh how provocative this can be and look to some.." And "I can see it now, The rest of the camp staring at me awkwardly." I honestly though didn't give a shit. I was about to lose my friend tomorrow and it's not like I'm twelve, I am a grown woman, Capable of making my own desicions. My personal business is no one's, That is why it is called "Personal Business".

The only thing that ran through my mind that bothered me was Shane. Doesn't matter if he was the one that nursed me earlier, I still didn't trust him after that huffle me and him had, But I'd never make it obvious that I didn't trust him, I wanted to be here, I had no place else to go anyways, So I had to do my best to stay out of trouble and play nice with everyone, Best I could do was just observe everyone from a distance and learn how to fit in best as I could.

" You can turn around now Daryl" He turned around with an amused look on his face

"Yer Swimmin' in tha' shirt, short stuff."

I scrunched up my face and I could feel my face heating up a little, I was starting to like the little "Pet Name" he'd given me now. I leaned down and picked up the wet shirt of mine, " So where should we hang this?"

He reached out his hands and took it from me, " I'll go hang it up on tha' line outside tha' tent."

As he went to do so I made myself comfy as I could on a worn out old cot and eventualy drifted off to sleep.

I was slowly waking up the next morning, I could hear Krista off in a distance, asking where I was, I guess she was leaving already, I felt something poke and shake my leg. "'Ey, Ya' brat. Get up.''

I literally rolled over off the cot, Purposely. " I don't want to." I muttered

"Get up, Or imma drag ya' out." The sterness in his voice made me shoot up immediately, I was positive if I pushed him, He'd probably really drag me out, And honestly, I did not want to find out. "Alright, Alright, Fine. I'm up." I stumbled up, Slight hangover. I popped out of Daryl's tent, As suspected, Odd looks, A grin slowly crept up on my face and I was snickering internally, I could see Shane giving me a disgusted glare. "shit" I thought. " oh well," I thought to myself, Trying hard not to just snicker out in the open though. I slipped on my boots and walked over to Krista

"Heard you callin' for me or somethin' "

"Yeah, I'm gonna head off" She looked down at her feet, I could feel the guilt emit off her.

"So you're really going through with this aren't you?" I asked tossing her a stern look.

"Evy.."

"No, Don't. Just stop- I could feel the tears forming and slide down my cheeks. She looked like she was going to say something, Instead just pulled me into a hug and apologized, and walked off to I guess pack up the rest of her things. I stood there, Once again in pain because of someone that would now get the title 'Someone I used to know" or " This friend I had" Regardless of the apocalypse, This was something I sadly had to deal with often, People leaving me. It just made my life that much harder, and yet people would tell me, "Other people have it so much worse than you!" Im pretty fuckin' sure that is not something you say to someone who is depressed.

I stood there not really sure what to do, I heard foot steps get closer to me, coming from the side, Twas Shane. First thought of mine "Ugh, fuck, What does he want now..?"

"Hey, Im sorry about Krista, I tried to talk to her, and get her to stay but she was just so adamant about leaving I couldn't get her to change her mind."

I Looked Shane in the eyes, I knew he was lying, I already knew the type of person he was by the looks he's been giving me, The tones in his voice, everything. Especially the look he gave me when I came out of Daryl's tent moments ago, I knew he didn't try to talk Krista out of anything, He just wanted my attention so I would cry in his arms, From what I understand, He used to be with Lori, But when Rick came back everything changed, he had found what he was looking for and it obviously upset shane in some way. Most likely jealously, But it wasn't enough of it to make me pay him sympathy, He wasn't in any real pain, At least he wasn't in my eyes, Regardless of his back story or not, I didn't feel like paying him any sympathy, Because that is all it was, We both lost someone, I could tell he was hoping for a pity fuck,

"Meh, That's Krista for ya'."

He faked a sympathetic look and put his hand on my shoulder, I wanted to throw up, and hopefully I could throw up on his face, " eww, He's touching meee" Was all that was running through my head. I heard another set of foot steps come up from behind me, The scent of whiskey ran into my nose, It pretty much signaled it was Daryl, He stood really close next to me, and It made Shane somewhat stomp off in his usual attitude, I looked over and up at Daryl. "I take it you don't like him." I said wiping the tears off my face with a half ass smirk,, Best smirk I could give, Given the circumstances. "No, I don' Somethin' is jus' off with Shane, Not that I'd ever say a damn thing." I turned twords him and stared for a moment curiously "Why not?" I asked

He then replyed with "Eh, No one would really listen' ta' me anyways, I'm jus some redneck ta' them, 'Sides, He'll eventually make an ass of himself at some point anyways, Rather Jus' wait fer that."

"Ah, Makes sense then. And by the way. I don't see you as 'Some redneck' To me, you are a good man, I can tell. You just need to be given a chance to show it, but it doesn't seem like they are willing to donate the time" He looked down at me," If you weren't a good man, or had any good in you at all, You wouldn't have stopped Shane when he had his hands on me. He looked down at his feet then back at me. " I don' like the way he looks at ya' either, It's obvious he can't get nothin' outta Lori anymore, So he's gonna just go fer the first thin' he sees and likes, And there's no better way ta' strike at ya' or any woman than when yer vunerable."

"True, Well, He ain't gettin' this pussy." That reply made him chuckle a little. I noticed everyone saying their goodbyes to Krista, Chris and the Morales family, I dragged myself over there, Shooting daryl an "I'll be back" look I hugged everyone goodbye, I had hoped everyone would be okay,

"Krista, You take care of yourself. I mean it."

"Yes ma'am." I hugged her tight and I stood there watching them get into the car and drive away.

I kind of stomped off, kicking rocks that were in my way off to the side, Barging into my tent in a huff, just angry and upset and then I noticed out of the corner of my eye a red shoestring tied into a little ribbon, wrapping itself around some sort of object wrapped up up in newspaper and a little piece of paper with it, I sat down on my cot and I opened it up and right as I was about to read it, A tapping against my tent occured, I got up and opened it up and it was Daryl, I let him in and he sat on the tarp covered ground.

"What's this?" he asked pointing at the wrapped up gift,

"Im not entirely sure." I reached for the note and read it with Daryl at my side, silently reading it with me. It said:

"Dear Evy,

I never thought I'd actually get to meet you, and to be quite honest, I didn't think it would turn into this, Ever.

After I brought you back from looking for Merle, I went back shortly after, I went on a run on my own, Probably really dangerous but I didn't care. I got this gift for you, I saw it in one of the stores we passed as we came here, When I came back you weren't awake yet, So it gave me enough time to ask Dale if he had some sort of paper, didn't care what kind. And I hid it from you before you woke up. I do hope you enjoy this gift, After all, It is your birthday. I have been keeping track of the days, Happy 20th birthday Evy."

Love and Peace, Krista xo"

I nearly died reading the letter, My face fell into my hands tears once again slowly rolling down my face, I picked my head up and crawled down to the ground infront of the decently sized wrapped up gift, And I felt Daryl pat me on the back, I turned twoards the gift and started to tear it open. My eyes grew wide with surprise.

"Hol-ee, Shit'' Daryl said with wide eyes.

It was a PSE TAC- 15 Crossbow complete with a shit ton of arrows Probably more than I needed, Like as if she stole the whole shelf, they were sharp and fresh, I could see the look on Daryl's face, He looked a little jealous so I handed him 5 packages of the arrows, There was 80 in a package, and I had 10 packages. So all together there was 800 arrows I thought it couldn't hurt to split the package we still each had 400 arrows. More than enough if you think about it, Considering he would just pull the arrows out of the twice dead corpses when he was done with them, Made me realize I should do the same to conserve them.

''We should go huntin' before we pack up and leave the area completely they still have to pack up a shit ton anyways. We should at least have some food to take with us if needed."

Daryl nodded in agreement, "I'll be back, I'll go get my shit so we can go."

"Alrighty." I stepped out of my tent after Daryl, There was Shane again shortly after Daryl left to get his things. I looked up at the tall man, "Yes Shane?

"Just wanted to inform you we are packin up pretty soon, Watcha got there?"

" oh, well. Uhm, Before Krista left she wrapped me up a gift, which was this, Apparently today is my birthday. Shes been keeping track of the days."

"Oh?, Looks like a pretty nice bow too."

"Yep. One of the expensive ones. Daryl and I are going to go hunting before we leave because we figured It'd be smart to have food for the road incase of anything."

"True, well. Becareful. And Happy Birthday."

"Will do. And thank you."

I walked off with my stuff to go meet Daryl at his tent.

"Hey, Daryl, I'll help you skin and gut the animals too if you want."

"You ain't gonna go all girly on me are ya?'' he smirked and said

"Oh . ha. No."

"Good." after that we went off hunting.