Chapter Thirty Five
Kylie didn't go back to her and Daryl's tent like she originally planned. Instead, she sat herself down on the porch swing with a heavy sigh. Lately it seemed as if Daryl's idea of leaving and fending for themselves was the best plan. Things weren't the same as she had left them over a month ago.
Curling her legs under herself, Kylie mulled over the words that had been spoken not that long ago. She didn't regret a word that she had said. But Kylie also saw the point in some of the words that Andrea said, even though it killed her to admit it. It couldn't just be down to the men to go on supply runs and protect the group from walkers. The other women needed to know how to protect themselves as well. What if large group of walkers found them like at the quarry or on the highway? What if another group of dangerous men found them?
When she heard the screen door open and shut, Kylie snapped out of her thoughts. Only to see Maggie walk out of the house. Offering a smile and a nod, Kylie silently reassured her new friend that everything would be alright. Even though Kylie didn't truly believe it herself.
About fifteen minutes later, after Maggie walked back to the house to check on her sister, Kylie sensed that something was wrong. So she stood from the bench swing with a stretch and followed.
As soon as she entered, Kylie heard banging and Maggie calling out for Beth. Instantly Kylie was at attention and rushed to the young blondes bedroom, with Lori hot on her heels.
"What's going on?" Kylie asked when she saw Maggie banging on Beth's locked bathroom door.
"She's in there, I heard glass" Maggie told them as she tried to jiggle the door open.
"Beth, you alright?" Lori asked, joining Maggie at the door.
"Beth don't do this. Open the door, please!" Maggie begged. "God, I left her with Andrea" she added, turning from the door and going over to Beth's vanity to search for the key.
"Where's the key?" Lori asked, but Maggie didn't have a clue.
"Fuck a key" Kylie grumbled, pulling her lock pick set from her pocket. "Lock picks. Never leave home without them. Learned that when I was fourteen" she tried to joke as she knelt in front of the door and began working on the lock.
Not even a minute later, the door swung open to reveal a sobbing Beth Green. Her pale wrist covered in blood.
"I'm sorry" was all the blonde said before Maggie rushed into the bathroom to console her sister. Letting out a sigh of relief, Kylie grabbed a face cloth and handed it to her friend to help slow the bleeding. From where she stood, Kylie could tell that the cut wasn't deep, but if Beth had been left alone. Well the results could have been far worse.
While Kylie and Maggie stayed with Beth, Lori went to get Hershel. The three young women were silent, save for Beth who was still crying on her sister's shoulder.
"Is it alright if I...if I stay?" Kylie asked when Hershel finally came. Looking up at the young brunette, Hershel nodded. Accepting his answer, Kylie sat at Beth's side, running a hand through the girl's messy blonde locks while Hershel stitched his daughter's wrist. "You know..." Kylie cleared her throat. "When I was a kid, 'bout thirteen years old, I started hanging out with some bad people" she told the two other people in the room. "Momma died a few years earlier and daddy was always working. I needed some kind of escape, I didn't wanna die. But I didn't really wanna live either. Taking my own life wasn't an option, so I made choices that could kill me. Started doing drugs, got into a shit ton of fights." Glancing at the old man, she saw him nod for her to continue her story, so she did.
"I was at a party one night. To this day I couldn't tell ya whose house it was, or even what town we were in. All I know is that I took something, and I overdosed. When I was at the hospital, the doctors said it was a heavy cocktail of different things. Narcotics, bunch of other stuff. Daddy wasn't there, but Rick was" Kylie said softly.
"That's when you went to live with him and Lori?" Hershel asked, and Kylie nodded.
"Yea" she said. "I always tell people that my dad couldn't take what I was doing anymore and kicked me out. But that's only part of it." Kylie paused for a moment and looked down at the sutures. "I know that the situations are different" she added "but that feeling. That complete and utter...hopelessness. That's the same. And Beth..." Kylie trailed off, waiting for a response from the girl. "If you ever need someone to talk to about this. About anything. An unbiased ear, well I got two of 'em."
Rick and Shane had returned, just before sunset. With Randall. Both men looked like shit, in Kylie's opinion. And it wasn't hard for Kylie to put two and two together. After cleaning themselves up, Rick went to Kylie and Daryl's campsite where his niece and the hunter where sitting in front of their small fire.
"Daryl" Rick nodded to the man. "I wanted to run something by you..."
"Well, go on then" Daryl responded.
"I was wondering if..." Rick trailed off with a sigh. "I was wondering if you would be willing to...talk with Randall?" There was a beat of silence around the fire, before Kylie met Daryl's eye and spoke up.
"We'll do it in the morning"
"Lee you're not..."
"No Rick" Kylie cut her uncle off. "Mother fucker shot me. Two inches over and he could have killed me. I'm going in there with Daryl, end of story." she stated, causing Rick to sigh. Looking over at Daryl for back up, only to get none. Both men knew that if Kylie wanted to do something, there was no stopping her.
"In the morning" Rick nodded before bidding the two good night and walking back to the main camp.
Once Rick was a blur in the distance, Kylie went over to her Bronco to try the C.B once more. With a cigarette between her fingers, she switched through the stations, trying to find the person she was looking for. The handle he had used was eerily familiar.
"You know" Daryl's voice spoke from the outside of the open driver's side door "You never told me why finding this guy was so important."
"Just don't feel right about leaving some poor guy out there alone" she shrugged.
"Bull" Daryl responded with a slight scoff. Sighing, Kylie ran a hand through her slowly fading highlights and turned to face the hunter.
"When I was younger" she started "I met this guy. He was a year or two older than me, he showed me everything I needed to know about the 'crime-life.'" Daryl nodded for her to continue "Once I was I was fully integrated into the crew, I thought it would be fun for us to all have handles. Since it was my idea, Dom told me that I had to come up with the names, and we'd go from there."
"Pixie Dust and D-Pooly" Daryl nodded in understanding, causing Kylie to giggle lightly.
"Yea" she smiled. "Some where Disney related, others came from comics. A couple of the guys complained, so they were the ones with chopped versions of their actual names. Lame."
"So you think this guy on the C.B is the same guy?" Daryl asked, stepping between her knees and gripping her thighs lightly.
"I have no clue, but he's using the same handle that I personally gave Dom" Kylie shrugged. "So I guess I can only hope."
The duo returned to their fire a minute later. Instead of sitting in her own chair, Kylie curled up on Daryl's lap, her head on his shoulder while his thumbs traced light designs on her bare thighs. They were silent, both taking in the events of the day and mulling over what they were going to do in the morning. It was going to change the group, they both knew that.
"You're crazy, you know that?" Daryl smirked against her hair. Kylie shifted slightly on his lap so that she could look at him properly.
"Of course" she scoffed playfully.
AN: Okay so first of all I want to apologize for not posting yesterday. Honestly I don't have that many chapters left to post for S2, and I want to make them last as long as I can. Just so you guys know, after I finish season two, In The End might go on a short break. Mostly because I have a lot of stories that I have been neglecting and I want to stockpile chapters for them too.
But since my plan is to do a few chapters covering the winter months between seasons 2 and 3, I can work on In The End as well as my other stories. So hopefully I can periodically post the 'in-between' chapters.
Anyways, so what did you all think of this chapter? I really wasn't planning on putting Kylie's two stories in here, like at all, but as I was writing it just sort of happened. And personally I'm glad for that. I'm glad that I got t show you more bits and pieces of Kylie's past. Plus we got lots of bonding between characters. I think, more than anyone, Kylie got through to Beth with her story. Because Kylie actually understands what she is going through. Too some extent.
And then of course the Darlie awesomeness. Gawd, I love writing them together sooooooooooooooo much! Lol. The plans I have for the two of them...well I can't wait to share them with ya'll lol.
Coming Up Next On In The End: Some torture, some answers. And a little surprise. So come back next week to see what happens next!
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