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Chapter 11

Kaitlinn's POV

I would've never thought I would be telling anyone my life story over a campfire, especially not Daryl. Then again, I hadn't thought he could be nice either, which, thinking of the bullets he'd just given me, he obviously could be.

I loaded his gun, which I had kept under my pillow with my own even though it wasn't loaded, and inspected it for a second. It was clean and had been taken good care of, something that screamed Daryl at me for some reason. I smiled, thinking of how his eyes had looked worried when he had given me the ammunition. How the fire had made his face even more handsome than it normally was, if that were even possible. How I'd wanted to lean in and rest my head against his chest, my stomach doing a backflip. I shook my head to get the thoughts out, I shouldn't be thinking those things.

I lay back down and thought about tomorrow instead. How would he act towards me? Would I be able to see he felt sorry for me, because I did not want that. I hated seeing pity in the eyes of others, that's the whole reason I never told anyone my story. Daryl however I had thought to be a person who wouldn't do that, but for some reason now I started to doubt that. I had an idea that if I saw pity in his eyes I would feel worse than if I'd see it in anyone else's eyes.

I shooky my head again, deciding to try and get some sleep instead of worrying about things I couldn't change anything about anyway.

I only just closed my eyes when my attempt to get some sleep was suddenly interrupted by a blood curdling scream that resounded through the entire camping grounds. I shot up in my tent and quickly grabbed both guns from underneath my pillow in a reflex movement. I got out of my tent fast, trying to ignore the sting in my shoulder. It hadn't hurt all that bad anymore the past few days, I was able to ignore it anyway, but right now the sudden movement had been too fast for the wound. I cringed but quickly recovered as I saw the thing that had probably been the reason for the scream, a walker.

He was coming out from behind the trees, and I saw more walkers coming my way already. There were more than I could count, and some were moving quite fast.

I raised my own gun and shot at the walkers closest to me. I was glad I'd reloaded my gun the moment I'd had the chance, not wanting to have two empty guns in my tent. The whole idea of having a gun would have gone to waste if that were the case.

I emptied the chamber on more walkers, not always being able to shoot them in the head, and soon had to use Daryl's gun instead. I reached back into my tent for ammunition, not wanting to have an empty gun in this situation.

It didn't take long before everyone was out of their tents, trying to get the hell away from the things that came out of the woods in groups. It was dark, except for the fire that was still lit, and it was hard to see everything clearly but I did my best to focus. I shot two more walkers, though not in the head, and ran straight towards the tent Zayn, Kirra and Nico were in. I opened the zipper and found Kirra and Nico clutching onto each other, Kirra almost crying.

'Come on.' I instructed them. But before I could say anything else my body was being jerked backwards, my shoulder burning in pain. I fell onto the ground and saw the cause for the fall, a walker hovering above me. I didn't think, just shot. I scrambled up to my feet again quickly when the walker was down and called for Kirra and Nico to get out.

'Head to the RV, get in there and close the door. Don't come out until I say so, understood.' I told them when they were finally out. They nodded.

I ushered them towards the RV while covering them with Daryl's gun, yelling at Lori to come as well and bring Carl and Sophia. I didn't get an answer and just hoped that her looking up at me was a sign that she had heard me at least.

When Kirra and Nico were inside I placed my back against the RV, right beside the door, so I could protect them until Lori came this way. I reloaded both my guns so I wouldn't be without a weapon just yet.

'Where is Zayn?' I asked not daring to glance inside in case there would be a surprise walker attack.

'He went out because he heard something..' Kirra said, her voice just above a whisper and shaking. She sounded scared and I looked at her for a split second.

'It's gonna be ok sweetie, I promise.' I told her, shooting another walker down. Truth was that I had no idea if it really would be ok. Right now, in this mess, I could hardly see it ever be alright again, but there is always a chance.

I noticed Lori running my way, ushering Carl and Sophia forward. A relieved sigh escaped as I realized she had heard me. I covered her by shooting a walker that came too close and instructed them to get in the RV when they were close enough.

'Lori, get in there with them.' I told her, handing her my gun, that was still half loaded, and a few bullets. 'Aim at the head, don't hesitate. I'll knock whenever I'm bringing in one of us. Don't shoot if that's the case.'

She nodded quickly and I looked at the kids, huddled together, with a grim face.

Then I turned around and closed the door behind me. I heard Lori lock it and breathed a sigh of relief once again. At least they were safe, I thought. That thought distracted me for about a second, but it was enough for a walker to grab ahold of my arm. I was about to snatch my arm back when an arrow hit the thing from the side, pinning it's head to the side of the RV. I looked up and shot Daryl a grateful glance, he nodded once before returning to his killing spree.

I unloaded my gun at a few other walkers, including some I'd already shot. During chaos, like right now, you didn't Always kill them with one shot. If that happened it wouldn't be as bad a chaos as it was now.

I looked around to try and find Zayn, not able to spot him anywhere. There were sounds all around me. The sound of gunshots, of screams, of gurgling and growling and finally the sound of death. I tried to concentrate on just one sound though, the sound of someone calling for help. Not that he had to be doing that per se, but I sure hoped he was. At least that would mean he was still alive.

I pushed the thought away while reloading my gun and ran towards Carol, who was fighting off a walker with her bare hands. She was trying to keep the thing's mouth away from her skin. I aimed for the head and killed it instantly. After pulling the body off of her I helped her to her feet. She was panting and looked just slightly panicked. 'Where's Sophia?' She asked with fear evident in her voice.

'She's fine, in the RV with Lori. Have you seen Zayn?'

She shook her head, but I wasn't sure if she really hadn't seen him or if she was just shaking the feeling of worry for her little girl off. I dragged Carol along to the RV and knocked on the door. The lock clicked and I helped her inside. After the door closed behind me again I took a look around the field.

Rick, T-Dog and Shane had returned from their rounds, probably at the sounds of screaming and gunshots, and were fighting their own walkers. I saw bodies everywhere, walkers and human. It made me feel sick but I had to shake off the feeling if I wanted to find Zayn. I already was being distracted by the walkers still stalking out of the woods, I couldn't be distracted by my own feelings as well.

The second thing that I saw was Amy on the ground, her sister leaning over her. She must've been the one screaming, I realized and felt a pang of sadness go through me. I soon was distracted though as a walker was making his way towards Andrea. I shot him but she didn't even look up, too busy with her sister I guessed.

I closed my eyes and turned away from them, opening them up again so I could focus on Zayn again. I spotted Daryl and wondered if he may have seen Zayn. He had still been out by the fire before this all happened, right? He was frowning though, and I immediately saw why. He was running out of arrows. Now of course he had a bag full of guns in his truck, which he was standing behind, but grabbing that would take time and that is exactly the thing he didn't have.

I looked around once more, seeing several arrows in the heads of walkers and decided to go get them. There were less walkers than there had been before so avoiding them shouldn't be as hard right now, especially because most were busy fighting or eating. There were however still walkers coming out of the woods.

I moved swiftly past a few, shooting the ones I couldn't get past or I thought formed an immediate threat to those still fighting. I picked up arrows wherever I came until I had 7 in hand. That's when I decided I had enough of them and headed back towards Daryl. Right when I arrived at his side he cursed.

'Need arrows?' I asked.

He looked up, surprised. When he saw the arrows in my hands though he grinned, 'Hell yeah.'

I handed them to him. 'You seen Zayn anywhere?' He shook his head taking out another walker.

'Fuck.' I cursed, wondering where the hell he could be.

I couldn't go searching for him though, not when camp was still under attack.

'Let's finish this.' I said to Daryl, he nodded once and then we both started shooting every walker in sight, only stopping to reload.

After what felt like hours it was finally silent, apart from the occasional gunshot sounding through the night as a walker that was still moving slightly was shot in the head. The kids had fallen asleep in the RV, huddled together on the floor. No one had the heart to wake them up and expose them to the sight outside, even though everyone knew they'd see it anyway eventually.

Lori was sitting on the couch, her arm around Carol's shoulder, who was crying softly over her husband's death. He had been sleeping in the tent and we guessed he'd been surprised by a walker.

I studied the area closely, making sure to linger my eyes on every body to see if was Zayn or not. When I'd had every body in the vicinity I let out a relieved sigh, at least he wasn't here, which meant he could still be alive. The only problem with that thought was that he wasn't here, which meant I had no idea where he was. I'd lost him.

I cursed, reloading my gun with the only remaining bullet I had left. Maybe if I'd asked Daryl for more bullets he would've had some, but I wasn't thinking straight at that moment. The only thing that was on my mind was Zayn, and the fact he wasn't here.

'He's not here?' Daryl asked me as if he could read minds, coming up to my left.

I shook my head, not able to answer him. I was scared, scared something had happened to him. Scared to find his body somewhere.

'Let's go look for him then.'

I looked up into his eyes and saw determination. I nodded and was about to agree when Shane interrupted.

'You can't.'

Daryl's head snapped up to him, as did mine.

'What?' He asked with a growl, exactly what I wanted to ask.

'You can't go looking for him now. It's dark and who knows what's out there.'

'Isn't that the fuckin' reason we should go?'

'Shane's right.' Rick said, coming in between Daryl and Shane who were now standing dangerously close. 'We'll send a search party out in the morning, right now we have to stay here, together. If there are more out there we will need you, ok?'

'No, not ok.' Daryl said. 'Y'all are crazy. You left my brother for dead, now you're gonna leave a kid for dead out there as well? What if it were Carl?'

Daryl was glaring at Rick with all he had but Rick didn't waver, of course he didn't, he was right. I knew he was right, but that didn't stop me from wondering what to do.

I looked away towards the woods, asking myself what I should do. They might miss Daryl with his arrow, and gun, skills, but if I just snuck out of here, they might not even miss me.

I shifted from one foot to another, thinking of what to do when suddenly a kid's voice grabbed my attention. The voice was shouting something but that wasn't what made my heart stop, I recognized the voice. It was Zayn.

I didn't think, instead started sprinting straight towards where it had come from. I didn't miss the 'Kate' that had been yelled after me, but I didn't care. They would not stop me from getting to him, not now. Not when I knew he was still alive and he obviously needed help.