Chapter Thirteen:
August 2012
"I could be found, I could be what you had saved"
"Under The Water" The Pretty Reckless
The funeral for Sophia took a lot out of Heaven. Once upon a time, she buried her own twin sister after cancer took over her small body. Burying little Sophia opened old wounds and sitting in the hot sun at the tiny grave zapped her of her energy. Carol hadn't gone to the funeral, stating that her daughter had died before and that the child Walker that they had killed wasn't her daughter. So Heaven sat in her place, being there for the spirit of Sophia until Carol could.
After a while Daryl carried her to their tent on the edge of the farm and made her rest in the shade. Bonnie lay next to her, panting, but alert and ready for any threat. He sharpened a few sticks to make into arrows, keeping an eye on her from where he sat on a log.
"D'ya remember Mabel?" Heaven asked, rolling her head to the side to face Daryl
He paused, his knife still halfway through slicing off a bit of wood. He nodded, unable to find his voice. Daryl remembered Mabel, more than he'd like to, after all, he had helped bury her body in the woods.
"She visited once when Helena and I were seven." Heaven sighed, rubbing her stomach.
Helena. Daryl always shivered at that name. The name of the other soul the woman he loved had shared a womb with. The girl he'd never met. Heaven's little twin sister who left the mortal world far too young.
He turned to Heaven, wondering what had made her bring up the cousin she had killed so long ago.
"She used ta pinch or prick Helena ta see if I felt it." Heaven snorted, letting her hand drop to her side. "Apparently twins are meant ta have some kinda spiritual connection. She pushed Helena down th' stairs once."
"If it makes ya feel any better, I hated her too." Daryl said, going back to sharpening his arrows. "Killin' here was a bit harsh, though."
Heaven snorted.
X
May 1997
For weeks after the incident with Mabel, Heaven locked herself up in Daryl's room for weeks. She barely ate, barely spoke, and every time Daryl came in to check on her, she was fast asleep with damp cheeks. Her pearl rosary was always clutched in her hands, a different bead held under her nail, counting off the last prayer she had mumbled before sleep overtook her.
He could never understand how Heaven, the innocent little Catholic girl that attended church every Sunday, could shoot someone. Sometimes he thought he had just dreamt it, but then he'd hear heaven sobbing in their room and he remembered that it wasn't.
One day he was out at work, leaving Heaven and Merle at home. He knew Merle wouldn't lay a finger on Heaven, if she ever left their room. While he was gone, his older brother entered the room and sat on the edge of the bed, hands clasped in his lap.
"Didn' think ya had it in ya." Merle began, glancing over his shoulder at the still form of the girl he knew was awake. "Ain't killin' someone a big sin or som'n?"
"Wouldn't be th' first commandment I've broken." She snapped.
"I gotta ask, why'd ya do it?"
"Revenge fer all th' times she treated my sister like shit." Heaven growled, "Fer all th' times she treated me like trash."
X
Heaven was sitting in the yard with Clyde rolled over on his back, rubbing his belly, when Maggie came out screaming at Andrea. Standing, she made her way over to the women and asked what had happened.
"Andrea left my sister alone so she could kill herself." Maggie sneered.
Heaven glared at Andrea, never finding anything that she could like in in the woman, and went inside to check on Beth. The girl was still crying, her wrist bandaged tightly. She carefully sat on the edge of the bed and wiped away the younger girl's tears.
"Shh, shh, shh." Heaven cooed, tucking a strand of golden hair behind Beth's ear. "No more tears, ya hear? Gotta be strong from now on."
Beth nodded and sniffled, trying to stifle her hiccups. Heaven sighed, and patted the girl's hand. She saw so much of herself in Beth. The childish innocence she had once held. A good little school girl; the southern bell with the world at her fingertips. Everything she had traded for love. Everything she had stained with sin.
A/N: urgh... i don't think this chapter is any better! I feel like i'm ruining this! *cries*
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