Heart of Dixon

Chapter 19: The Truth Part 1

Another chapter for my lovelies, though a short one.

Robin's POV

"How you feeling?" Carl asked through the walkie talkie. Since Rick handed it to me, Carl has been talking to me a lot, not that I minded. I loved talking to the little guy. He was so sweet and innocent that it made me completely forget all that happened with the men. I smiled at his little attempts at jokes and his stories. He reminded me so much of Erin.

"I'm good, bored being in this room. I want to be out there, helping everyone look for Sophia." I replied.

"Me too, I want to get out, but Mom won't let me." Carl complained, "I want to be the one that finds her. If I don't get out now, Daryl might find her before I do."

I laughed, "Oh, is this some kind of competition between the two?"

"Maybe." He said sheepishly.

"Well, I'm rooting for your side, buddy." I smiled.

"Thanks." I could hear the smile on his face, it only made me smile wider. I was taken out of my thoughts when I heard someone coming up the stairs, "Code Red. I repeat Code Red." I whispered into the walkie talkie then turned mine off and stuck it under the pillow. I knew Carl was doing the same in the other room. We both thought of the code just because it was fun having our own little secret.

A moment later, Maggie walked in with a tray off food. Thank goodness, I was getting really hungry and that encounter with Daryl and Rick really put me out. I could use some food.

"Hey, how you feeling?" She asked, setting the tray down on my lap.

"I've been better." I shrugged. This time, I didn't feel any pain. Hershel came in earlier with some beautiful pain relievers and a drip to help getting me hydrated again. Hopefully with the drip I can be out of this bed sooner.

Maggie sat in the rocking chair as I started to eat, she didn't speak until I finished the sandwich and downed the juice. When I finished she gathered the tray and sat it on the dresser then sat back down at the edge of the bed.

"Now, Robin, I want to really know what happened in those woods." She said softly.

I sighed, "I told everyone. I just fell. That's all."

"Then why haven't you been able to look Daryl in the eye?" She questioned still in the gentle voice, but it felt like she was scolding me none the less. I looked away from her face in shame.

"You know when I was in high school I had this friend named Angela. She was a pretty girl, pretty popular too." Maggie started. I looked up at her confusion wondering where she was going with this, but I didn't say anything.

"During Spring Break of our junior year, she was invited to go stay at a cabin with some guys. I was invited too, but my daddy wouldn't let me go. Well, when Angela got back she wasn't the same. She was quiet all the time at first, she rarely talked to me or to our other friends. And she could never look her daddy in the face. I asked her repeatedly what was wrong, but she said she was fine. I gave up asking her after two weeks, the day after I stopped asking, she killed herself." A tear ran down Maggie's face.

"Turns out, those boys at the cabin got drunk and repeatedly raped her. They threatened to kill her if she said anything, but in her note that wasn't the only reason she didn't talk. She was ashamed, she said. People often do that, when something terrible happens to them like that. They feel too ashamed to actually talk about it, but it's not healthy. They start too slowly die inside, until eventually they can't take it."

Tears began to fall down my face as I listened to her. I wiped them away with my good hand and continued to listen to whatever she had to say.

"I know something is wrong with you Robin, you're acting just as Angela did. And like hell, am I going to let what happened to her happen again. You need to talk about it, honey, it will be hard, but it will make you feel better to talk about it. Please, don't do this to yourself." She pleaded with tears in her eyes that were threatening to fall.

"Please tell me. I want judge you for whatever happened and I will help you through it in any way I can." She said.

I sniffled and thought about it. Emotionally I didn't really want to do it, but then again a part of me emotionally was screaming to tell her. Then there was my logically side that told me it was smart to tell her, that I would feel better when I told her. With a gulp, I pushed past of emotions and spoke.

"It wasn't a herd that drove me from the highway." I felt like it took everything just admitting that and I wasn't even done yet.

"What was it?" She asked.

I swallowed once more, "It was five men. I woke up in the truck to them breaking the window and yanking on my hair." Already tears began to fall from my face.

"They bound me and put a blindfold over my eyes. I didn't know where they took me, I was in the trunk. When they pulled me out, they were took me somewhere deep in the woods in a shack. " I was having a hard time talking, emotions were coming back making my voice crack. I started to cry harder into a sob.

"They said the most horrible things. They so sick and vile. Just thinking about them makes my skin crawl. I still have nightmares!." That was all I could get out before I let go everything I was feeling. All the pain and guilt rushed out like a geyser, tears fell from my eyes and my body shook with sobs. I barely felt Maggie's arms wrap around me. She held me as I cried until eventually I emotionally passed out.

Daryl's POV

I was pacing back in forth on the porch while chewing on the pad of my thumb. The others silently watched me. I was annoyed by the crowd, when word got out about that Maggie was going to find out what really happened, everyone on the farm gathered around. Hershel's people also waited on the porch since Maggie cleared them out. She didn't want anyone to overhear what was being said. She had Rick guard the door to the farmhouse.

"Man, can you stop moving?! You're driving me crazy." Shane complained.

"Shove it up your ass, asshole." I grumbled not stopping. It was driving me crazy not knowing what was going on. It made me mad that I wasn't the one up there talking to her. Bitty was my responsibility, I should be the one she talks to, not some girl she barely knows.

Maggie finally appeared, when I saw her tear stained cheeks, I felt my entire body grow cold. Panicked filled me as my jaw tensed. I marched right up to her, "What the hell happened?!"

Rick came over and tried to put some distance between us, "Daryl, calm down." I didn't move an inch.

I couldn't be calm, something happened up there, "What happened to Bitty?!"

She flinched and didn't answer.

"Tell me, damn it!" I yelled.

Her face grew angry, "Will you be quiet long enough for me to talk? Besides Robin is sleeping, she could hear you. And I am going to tell you, but not everyone."

"Who are you going to tell?" Rick asked.

"Just you and Daryl." Maggie replied, "I think she'd only want you two to know."

Andrea jumped up from the porch swing, "Hey, we all deserve to know!"

I was just about to cuss that bitch out, but Maggie beat me to the punch, "You don't deserve shit. Heck, they don't even deserve to know. I shouldn't tell anyone until Robin gives me the ok, I just thought Rick and Daryl should, since she's closer to them."

Rick stood straight and put his hands on his hips, "Y'all heard her, go on." Everyone got up and left the porch, no one really seemed to have a problem except for Andrea and Shane who grumbled walking away.

"Alright, now tell us." I ordered moving closer to her again. She glanced around once more to see if anyone could be listening. She turned back to me and nodded then she spoke.

"Robin was really emotionally when she told me all this and I don't think she told me the whole story." Maggie began.

"What did she tell you?" Rick asked.

Maggie swallowed and then looked me right in the eyes, "I think Robin…" She paused, "was raped…"

Poor Robin was too emotionally to finish telling Maggie about what really happened. Now Daryl thinks his Bitty was raped, how do you think he'll react? Thoughts? Reviews? Cookies? I like all three.

'Til next time, I love your faces! ^_^