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This chapter was REALLY hard to write, I need to look at adorable gif's on Tumblr to make myself feel better T.T

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TWD isn't mine

"A...A.. Alyssa!" Marie cries echoed across Woodbury.

Alyssa's body had fallen to the floor.

No. No. No... No..NO! This is wrong it's all wrong, this ain't to happenin' to me! This has to be a dream, this can't be real.. It just can't be...

Two of the five shot's had hit Alyssa, two more had killed two of Sebastian's men. Sebastian had been hit with the last shot in his shoulder, making him let go of Marie. She sprinted out to her sister but before she could reach her Andrea had reached out to grab her, letting Marie collapse into her arms as she screamed, kicked and cried out for her big sister.

Without thinking, Daryl dropped his gun and ran over to Alyssa's fallen body. When he flipped her on to her back he could see one of the bullet's had went through her stomach, the other through her shoulder, just above her heart. "Hey come on now, wake up! Ain't no damn time to be on yer ass! Come on Alyssa, get yer ass up girl..." After a few minutes of trying to get her to wake up, Alyssa started to cough, straining to open her eyes. "There ya go, come on now. Just gotta hold on okay?" Daryl tried to stop his voice from cracking, but it didn't work, "We gon' get ya back to the old man, and he's gon' fix ya right u-"

"I'm not gonna make it Daryl.." Her raspy, straining voice came out barely understandable. "Just... just l-leave me here."

Daryl could feel his eye's getting red, suddenly everything was watery and hard to see. He grabbed onto Alyssa's hand, holding it as tight as he could, scared to let go, "Naw yer gon' make it, If ya don't make it I swear I'll kick yer ass.."

"Guess... guess I'ma have to.. disappoint y-" Her grip loosened and her eye's shut.

No.

Rick rushed over to Daryl. He hadn't realized that around him, thing's were starting to get ugly again. "Daryl we gotta go!" Rick put his hand on Daryl's shoulder, trying to pull him away but Daryl just shook him off.

"Fuck! No! I ain't leavin' her!" Daryl growled and screamed as he held on tighter to Alyssa's bloody, motionless body.

"Andrea! Michonne! Get Marie out of here!" Rick yelled out to the girls. He watched as the three of them ran off, all of them with tears in their eyes. "Daryl we are leavin' let's go!"

NO!

Fuck!

NO!

She can't be dead. Ya can't die on me like this, Alyssa, ye ain't allowed to fuckin' die on me! Why didn't ya just fuckin' stay like I told ya to! Good lord why don't ya ever fuckin' listen Why do ya gotta be such a fuckin' pain!

In the distance, the sounds of Marie's wailing cut threw the air like a knife; snapping him back into reality. Her crying made Daryl's heart cave in, falling deeper into his chest then it already was. Finally after an angry scream, he let go of Alyssa's body. He got up and pushed past Rick, running into the direction that the girl's left in, following the sounds of Marie's cries.

After a while, Rick and Daryl had caught up with the girls. Andrea had put down Marie and she stood off on the side, sitting on the floor sobbing. Andrea also couldn't help but cry, Michonne trying to comfort her as she fought back her own tears.

Alyssa was gone.

Rick walked over to Michonne and Andrea, putting his hand on Andrea's shoulder trying to help comfort her. They all new better than to be near Daryl right now.

He had become a ticking time bomb, of rage and heart ache. Any minute he would explode.

Little whimpers and the sound of heart breaking sobs caught his attention though, the same cries that got him out of Woodbury in the first place.

Marie.

He walked over to the little girl. Her crying was still ridiculous, tears flooding down her face as she covered her face with her hands, her body curled up on the floor. Daryl bent down to her level. He could hear her barely whispering to herself. "...A-Alyssa..."

"A-Are you hurt?" Daryl tried to ask her through his own cracking voice. She stopped crying for a second, looking up to the strange man in front of her. She sat up right, her sobbing no longer as obnoxious, but the tears still rolled down. When she didn't reply, Daryl put both his hands on her shoulders, making her tense up and freeze, "I said did he hurt ya?!"

"DARYL!" Andrea yelled out at him, "Leave her alone!"

Marie said nothing though. She didn't need to, in Daryl's eyes. He could see all the pain in her eyes, and even if she did say something, she probably would have lied.

"We gotta check her," Daryl sat standing up, "She ain't gon' tell us.."

"I'll do it.." Andrea started to say.

"Fuck no!" Daryl scoffed as he scooped Marie off the floor.

He said nothing else as walked over to his bike and sat down, Marie snug in his lap, then headed back to the prison. Rick, Michonne and Andrea following his lead.

He rode back to the prison in silence. The only noise he heard was the sound of Marie crying. As they pulled up to the gate, Glenn, Maggie and Carol let them in. After a while the rest of the group had came outside as well.

As he drove through the gate with the little girl in his arms, his clothes covered in blood, the groups mood had became painful and gloomy. It was obvious what happened, and everyone was feeling it. He could see Beth start to cry into her fathers arms. Sasha doing the same into her brothers. Maggie's face had turn red, Glenn just looked damn furious.

Rick got out of the car with Michonne and Andrea, and headed straight to his son. Carl tried so hard to hold his tears in, but he couldn't contain his pain.

Daryl had parked the motorcycle and just sat there for a bit. He could of sworn he was seeing red. His world had flipped, his heart had shattered and his mind was ready to explode.

That's when Carol and Merle approached him.

The tear's in Carol's eyes had already started. "Sh-she followed you guys.. we didn't noticed till it was too late.." When she saw only Marie in his lap, her cries got worse, "Oh no.." Daryl hopped off the bike and handed Carol the girl. "Daryl.." She tried to reach for his arm, but he pulled away, stomping away towards their prison block.

He could hear his brother call out to him as he walked away, "Ya get yer ass back here, boy! Don't ya dare just walk away from yer woman like that!"

Daryl didn't reply though. He could feel him self starting to run as he got closer to the entrance to the cell block. Then all they could all hear the door slam close as he ran inside.

Daryl had no idea how long he had been in the tombs. He had managed to waste all his bullets, as well as his arrows and was down to just his hunting knife. There was no thoughts going through his mind, no emotionless left in his heart.

Just emptiness.

He shoved his hunting knife into another walker as he made his way around the tombs. Then when he turned the corner, a body bumped into him.

It was Carol.

"I found you... Daryl, it's been three hours..."

"I don' care.."

"Daryl please, Marie need's you... poor girl is so devastated..."

"God damn you woman I said I don' FUCKIN' care!" Daryl screamed at her, making Carol jump back.

"Please.. everyone is worried.." She was crying again, trying to reach for his arm but Daryl dodged her arm.

"Go away dumb bitch!" Daryl started to stomp off but Carol called him back.

"Daryl Dixon don't you fucking do this to me now!" Did Carol curse? Carol NEVER cursed. Daryl turned around, but his eyes fell to the floor, scared to look up at her. Never in the year's he's known her had Carol cursed. He felt awful, his mind was going a million miles a minute. He just closed his eyes, listening to the sound of her voice. "It's okay to be angry! To be sad! But please... don't you walk away from me... not when I need you like this.."

Daryl could feel his body start to shake, his breathing getting heavier and heavier. He could hear Carol walked closer to him, moving carefully so she didn't startle him. As she got right in front of him body, she put her arms around him and pulled him in close.

Like that Daryl started to cry.

He let out god damn ugly sobs as he and Carol fell to their knees. He wrapped his arms around her, hiding his face in her chest as he let out his uncontrollable crying. Carol rubbed her hand in circles on his back, trying to calm him down. "I know Daryl, I know."

Alyssa was like his little girl. He loved Alyssa like his family. Like his own daughter.

And just like that, she was gone.

I'm sorry Alyssa, I'm so sorry...