Chapter 10
A/N: HI! Haha I'm sorry for taking a while to update. First, my laptop broke so I had to transfer all my files onto a new laptop. That took a while. Then, I was in New York and New Jersey for about a week and half. I got back on Monday night, so I've been recovering from my trip. I have never walked that much in my entire life! I'm from California and I'm used to driving everywhere. I'm rambling. :P Anyways, I didn't have time to update during those time, so finally I was able to when I got home. Here is chapter 10! Enjoy!
Every second that has past has become unbearable with the thought that somewhere out there, Randall was being dropped of all by himself and risking his life. He was injured and unharmed. He is being left out there to die and I can't do anything about it. I tried but it wasn't good enough. And I felt guilty.
It's been a few hours since my dad and Rick took Randall away from the farm. I couldn't believe he's gone. One minute, we were together and the next, he was taken away. I don't know if I would ever see him again. And that kills me the most. I could have prevented it. If I had done something, he would still be here. Maybe if I didn't treat my dad the way I did, he could've still be here. I don't know. I just want him here. I want him to be safe.
After Rick and dad left, Dale was put in charge of watching me. The group was afraid if I was left by myself, I would run off and follow them into town. I might end up lost or dead. I ended up sitting on top of Dale's RV as he scooped out the land for walkers. Luckily, I wasn't handcuffed to my seat.
I haven't stopped crying ever since they took him away. I haven't eaten or talked to anyone since then. I don't know how long it has been but I felt so broken inside.
"You know, Scarlette," Dale said as he caught my attention, "You can't blame yourself for what had happened earlier."
I let out of deep breath, trying to control my emotions. "But it was."
I could tell he was on my side with everything that was going on. His eyes soften when I looked at him with tears starting to build up in my eyes again. "Honey, you can't blame your-"
"I knew that this would've happened. I told him about it and I didn't act fast enough. If could've done somethin'- he would have still be here with all of us," I wiped the tears that started to fall down my face, " and especially here with me."
"What would you have done?"
"I-I don't know." I felt myself getting choked up. "I was thinking of running away together."
He looked shocked and disappointed. "And leave everyone else behind, especially your father." I knew Dale doesn't trust my dad, but he knows that family is still important.
"You know my dad has changed. He became this person that I don't know, just ever since Rick had come back from the dead."
"So you knew about the affair between your father and Lori."
I nodded. "It broke my heart when I found out because I knew Rick was still alive. I don't know why or how I knew, but I did." I sighed in frustration, "And you know, this baby she is carrying, it could be my new brother or sister. I hate how this fuckin' world has become. It has turned our lives upside down." I put my hands on my face as I cried.
Dale pulled me into a hug. "We can't stop living just because the rest of the world has. We need to move on and fight." He let go of me and held on my face, making me look at him. "Before this group formed and I lost my wife. I didn't have a reason to live. But when I might you girls; Amy, Andrea, and you, I learned to appreciate life again. My wife and I never have children of our own, but you three girls are like my own daughters. Now since Amy is gone and Andrea is siding with your father, I wouldn't have anyone to rely on if you have decided to leave."
I felt a little guilty now if I had left. Dale was definitely a father figure or more like a grandfather, since I never met any of mine. "Thanks, Dale." I gave him another hug and kissed his cheek.
Suddenly from a distance, a small gray car was driving towards the farm. As it got closer, it was looked like my dad's car.
"Dale! They're back!" Andrea yelled.
I has about to get up when Dale stopped me. "Stay here."
I watched Dale climbed down the RV and watched towards to the rest of the group as they watch the car drive closer. I finally realized it was my dad's car. My heart started racing fast as they got closer to the car. I felt myself holding my breath as the car stopped and dad and Rick climbing out of it. Both of them were covered in blood.
I watched as the group interacted with the two of them. Oh boy, those two seemed very mad. They were yelling, especially dad. Of course, I have no clue what had happened in town, but I'm guessing something horrible had happened. Many scenarios were running through my mind.
Maybe they encountered with a group of walkers and they barely made it out alive. Oh my god if that happened- Randall didn't make it. Oh god!
I felt my heart racing faster as I continued to watch the scene that was happening below me. Rick continued to talk the group – seemed like he was giving them orders or giving them information – as my dad walked over to the trunk of the car. I rose up from my seat and watched my dad intensely as he opened the trunk. I felt my breathing has getting heavier and deeper as he revealed what was in the trunk - a tied up, bloodied Randall.
"Oh my god," I muttered to myself. I quickly jumped down from the RV and ran quickly towards the car. I was crying hysterically. Mixed emotions were building up inside. I was happy to see him again, but at the same times I was really scared. "RANDALL!"
In one swift movement, my dad got ahold of my wrist and pushed Randall towards Daryl. I looked up at his face, it was bruised and bloodied. He had this angry looked on his face that seemed to be permanent. This guy is not my father anymore. "Let go of me."
"This ends tonight!" he growled at me. He turned his attention towards Daryl. "Take him to the shed. Get as much information out of him. Do whatever it takes." Daryl nodded at him and dragged Randall towards the shed.
I tried to jerk my wrist, but he wouldn't budge. He slapped my face, instead. The impact was so hard I fell to the ground. I rubbed the spot where he hit me with my hand. I heard the women screamed in shock.
"Shane!"
"You!" He bent down and pointed his finger at my face, "You knew all about him! He knows about this farm, Hershel, and Maggie! You knew all about that and didn't tell any of us! Look here folks," He spoke as he got off his knees and turned his attention to the group, "My own daughter is a traitor."
I looked at him shocked, "How could you say that? I was only trying to keep him safe."
"And by keeping him safe, you could have killed us all! He could lead his group towards this farm and kill us! Well it ends tonight." He raised his voice louder, "That boy is gonna die tonight!"
What?