Oh my gosh. I am sooooooo sorry for the lack of uploads! I finally thought of something to write! It's been like a month… Once again, I am soooooooooooo sorry. By the way, this chapter is written in Beth's point of view.
It was nice to see everyone again. Rick, Carol, Glenn, Maggie. Especially Glenn and Maggie. Some assholes had went and burned down the building we were in, and we got split up. I can't believe we made it this far. Daryl was still talking to Rick, and I walked over to him and reached to grab his hand, but he moved away. I stepped to the side, my arms crossed. What was up with him?
"There's an apartment left in that building over there." I heard Rick say, and he pointed to a small apartment building. Daryl nodded, and started walking away. As he walked past me, I put my hand on his shoulder, but he threw my hand away. He had a stern look on his face, how he looks when he gets mad. I followed him to the apartment building, where he kicked the door open and ran up the stairs. He threw the door open to the apartment, not even glancing at me.
"Wanna tell me what's going on?" I asked Daryl, and he glanced back at me. "You don't get anything, do you?" he replied, turning around towards me. I stared at him, not knowing what was going to happen next. "We could die in an hour, or a day, a week." he took a step back. "We have now." I said, trying to calm him down. "We survived-together." he let out a breath "You're already dead." those words were like a fist to my stomach.
"Yeah, and you're gonna miss me so bad when I'm gone Daryl Dixon."