SOME THINGS LAST - CHAPTER FOUR - MEMORIES
First day(s) of the Post-Apocalypse (When it happened)
Lizzy had heard a lot of things on the news, about this new disease. She didn't paid much attention to it. She was sure it wasn't that bad, not yet. She was grocery shopping when it happened. Some rotting people came in and ate the 'normal' people. She quickly found her way out, got in her car and went back home, to her mother and Charlie, her fifteen year old sister. Yeah, she was about fourteen years older then her little sister.
When she got home, she told Charlie to close all the windows, while locking the front door. She saw her mother passed out on the couch. She was probably drunk again. No shock to her. Most of the time her mother was drunk and crying. Lizzy had gotten used to it. Lizzy never liked it to see her mother like this, but someone had to take care of her. If Lizzy wasn't around, her mother would probably be dead in a week.
Ofcourse Lizzy had tried to live on her own. It worked out pretty well. She had a small house close to town, but away from the trailer park. She was glad she had left the trailer park. She had lived together with Daryl and most of the times her little sister came over. It changed when Daryl left, she never knew why. She tried to find some answers by going to Will. His father. He didn't told her much. Only things about her, how bad she was for him and what sort of whore she was. Lizzy couldn't take it anymore and ran back home, to her mother. Ever since she got back, she was quite busy with taking care of her mother and sister.
''What's wrong Liz?'', Charlie asked. She was obviously confused.
''At the supermarket, there were people who got infected. Y'know like the news reports. I hardly got out and went straight back here.'', Lizzy answered.
''Fuckin' hell.'', Charlie said.
''Hey! Language!'', she spat back at her little sister. She was getting frustrated. She let out a sigh while rushing a hand through her hair. She needed him. She needs Daryl. She just couldn't do this on her own.
Soon it became dark and they kept waiting inside, with everything locked down. The TV didn't work, neither did the radio. Just the standard emergency broadcast. It was probably getting crazy out there, Lizzy assumed. She had quite an idea what the hell would be going on outside, but she didn't wanted to know.
Two days later she decided to take a look outside. The day before, infected people were all over the place. She had seen people getting bitten and eaten up. Elizabeth did nothing, she just stood there and watched. She didn't want to get eaten up, or die at all. She didn't planned on it. ''Are you going outside?'', Charlie asked. Lizzy only nodded in response. ''I want to come with you.'', Charlie said. Lizzy's eyes moved away from the window, straight into her little sisters' eyes. ''Hell no. You're staying here, with ma.'', Lizzy replied on a stern way. Their mother had been non-stop drunk for the last days. Someone had to look after her mother before she did any stupid things.
Before she got out, she made sure she took along something to defend herself with. Her gun wasn't here, not in this house. Daryl had given her a gun, to protect herself. The day he gave her the gun was actually a pretty bad day, but his gift made her day quite better. When he had left her, she never wanted to touch the gun again. Daryl must have taken it, it wasn't back in the house they used to live in.
''Where are you going?'', Charlie asked before she got out the house. ''I'm going to check on Uncle Paul.'', she replied to her sister.
The house of Uncle Paul was across the street. The door was open already. To be honest she didn't care if Uncle Paul was dead or alive. He was an asshole, that was for sure. The only reason Lizzy went to his house was because he had a gun. Uncle Paul was a hunter and he had a gun, somewhere in his house. She had seen him use it before on stranger who tried to sell him something at his house. He always scared them away with showing his gun.
Once she was in the house, she went straight to the kitchen. Looking for some food and maybe a first aid kit. They could use some supplies if they needed to. He had enough food, that was for sure. She looked around to search for a bag and she found one on the ground. It was a mess inside his house, a pretty big mess. You could see he wasn't living with a woman. She putted some supplies in the bag, along with some things form the first aid kit. On her way back to the door, she could see a shotgun laying on the ground. She picked it up and looked if it had some bullets. She dropped the bag on the ground and went to look for some ammo. She was kneeling on the ground, looking through some stuff in hope to find ammo.
Suddenly she could hear some moans behind her. Lizzy turned around and she saw Uncle Paul. He was infected. ''Oh my god.'', she mumbles. He came closer to her, growling to her. ''W-what happened?'', she asked him. He replied by growling once more. He tried to reach her arm, with his teeth. He was trying to bite her. She quickly pulled her arm away and stepped back. She grabbed the gun and pointed it at him. ''Stop! Right there!'', she shouted in hope he would stop and listen to her, but he didn't stop. It's like he didn't hear her at all. ''I don't want to shoot you, but if you don't stop right there, I will shoot you.'', she shouts again. Paul just didn't stopped. He was holding out his arms to grab her. When he was about to let himself fall, so he would fall on top of her. She just stepped back right on time and stumbles over her own feet. Paul grabbed her leg, his grip really tight. ''LET GO OF ME!'', she shouted. She pointed the gun at his head again. He was about to take a bite of her leg. She shot him, right in his head. He dropped down on the ground, letting go of his grab.
For a few minutes, Lizzy was just sitting there at the ground, looking at the body. She just killed Paul, Uncle Paul. She got herself back from her thoughts when she heard screams outside. She stood up again, grabbing her gun and the bag with supplies before she got outside. She could see her mother walking around their own house in circles, she was throwing gas over the house. Charlie was walking after her, trying to stop her. Lizzy also noticed some infected in the streets, which were getting closer to her mother and sister.
Lizzy quickly got back to the house. Asking her sister what happened. ''I don't know, she was asleep and the next minute she was outside, screaming things about god and how she hated her life.'', Charlie answered. Lizzy sighed, not again. It wasn't the first time something like this had happened. Her mother had tried to kill herself before, but not like this. ''C'mon, we need to go. We're getting attention from people we don't want attention from. Grab the keys, I'll go to ma.'', she said to her sister.
Soon she caught up with her mother. ''Stop it!'', she shouted at her mother. Her mother stopped and looked at her confused. Her mother looked a lot like her and Charlie, except her mother looked older and it seemed like the life was sucked out of her. Her mother looked exhausted, exhausted form life itself. She knew her mother had been though a lot, taking care if her and her sister by her own. Lizzy quickly grabbed the bottle of gas out of her hands. It was almost empty she noticed by the weight of the bottle. ''Dammit ma! You could kill me, or even Charlie.'', Lizzy sighed. Her mother looked at her with big eyes. It took a few seconds before her mother started to cry.
In the corner of her eyes she could see some other people getting closer. People like Uncle Paul, infected people. ''C'mon! We need to go, now!'', she said to both her mother and sister. Her sister walked out and handed over the car keys. ''Here.'', Charlie said while throwing them to Lizzy. Lizzy catches the keys and went to the car. ''Ma!'', she yelled, hoping her mother would react and come with them. ''Get in the car.'', she ordered Charlie and handed over the bag with supplies to her little sister.
Lizzy could hear some cries a few feet away. She walked around the corner and she could see an infected one getting closer to her mother. The infected one was very close to her mother, he almost could take a bite from her. ''Ma!'', she yelled and she walked closer. ''Get away from there!'' Her mother tried to push the person away, but it was already too late. It took a bite of her. Lizzy ran inside the house and grabbed the first knife she saw and went outside again. She pulled the knife in the back of the person whom had bitten her mother. It didn't die, it turned around and had all his attention on her. Her knife was still in his back, it was impossible for her to get it back.
''HEY!'', she could hear. ''HEY! OVER HERE!'', she heard again. The person's attention went to the sound and soon Lizzy noticed it was her mother who tried to get the person's attention. ''What are you doing?!'', she yelled to her mother as she could see her and the person getting into the house. ''STAY BACK!'', her mother told.
By the time Lizzy realized what her mother tried to do, it was already too late. She could see her mother lighten her firelighter and dropped it down on the ground. The ground caught fire and soon the rest of the house. Her sister joined her side as she watched the house and her mother burn down. Charlie gasped for air and covered her mouth with her hand as she cried. Lizzy bit down her lip and wrapped her arms around her sister, trying to comfort her. Lizzy could feel her eyes become watery and let go of her sister. ''We should go.'', Lizzy said after she sniffed and quickly whipped a tear away. She got into the car while her sister also did. She started the car and they drove. They drove far away from home.
PRESENT DAY
Dale. The name of the older guy was Dale, she had found out. Now there were standing here, holding a funeral for him. A guy she never knew, but the rest of the group did and they had a hard time dealing with his dead.
Lizzy had stayed the night in Daryl's tent. She didn't want to go back to the house and she knew he could use some company. Being alone right now wasn't much of an option. They had talked that night about little things. Lizzy had the chance to ask what happened to Merle and what happened with the group. Daryl told them about Atlanta, the CDC and their way here. They had lost a girl around the age of Carl, Sophia was her name. Daryl tried to find her, but they found her in the barn as a walker. When she woke up she realized she they been cuddling up to each other and he had his arm wrapped around her. She had woken up pretty early, but she had been sleeping very good to be honest. She tried not to move, she didn't want to wake him up. She just looked at him, stared at him. She had missed him, she had missed this. She got out of his grip and sat up straight, trying to forget the thoughts. Now not caring if he would wake up or not. She could hear him mumbling something, not sure what he was saying. She watched him opening his eyes and looking at her. ''Go back to sleep.'', she said.
Soon the others woke up and they decides to keep a funeral for Dale. She didn't want to go at first but Daryl told her she had to go or the rest of the group would blame her or giving her strange looks for not being there.
Afterwards, Rick announces that they are going to prove him wrong by showing the group can still work together. A few group members went out to look for walkers and to kill them. Shane, T-Dog, Andrea and Daryl went to go. She decided to come along. She got on the back of the car. "What are you doing?", Daryl said, not amused. ''If you like it or not, I'm going along.'', she answered. He growled something what sounded like ''Fine.''. T-Dog noticed she was coming along too. He handed out a hammer to her. ''Here, you need something to protect yourself.'', he said to her. She nodded and accepted the knife. T-Dog was one of the few who tried to accept her in the group. She could see Shane walking over to her, with Andrea following him. ''I hope you can protect yourself. I don't want to look after you the hole time.'', Shane said, not amused. ''I'm still alive, aren't I? I can look out for myself. I don't need you to look after me.'', Lizzy replied to Shane. Shane nodded and got in the car. Andrea climbed on the back of the car and sat down next to her. ''Can you handle a gun?'', Andrea asked her. Their eyes met and Lizzy showed a small smile. ''Yeah. My aim is better then yours, trust me. If you try to shoot Daryl again, I'll make sure the bullet is in your head before you even tried to shoot him.'', Lizzy said, her face blank. ''I-I thought he was a w-walk-'', Andrea tried to explain, but she interrupted her. ''I don't care.'', Lizzy spat out to her. She rushed a hand though her hair and looked away from Andrea. She didn't like her a lot. The night before she had noticed a wound on Daryl's head and ofcourse she asked about it. When she heard what happened, that some woman had shot him, she was furious. Daryl stopped her and explained what happened.
The car stopped and everyone got out. Shane checked the fences and the rest was looking around for walkers. They got into the woods and Daryl tried to find some tracks of walkers. She followed him closely while helping him finding tracks. They got back on the car, following the tracks along the road and soon they stumbled upon some walkers. There were about seven of them. The first walker she crossed, she hit the walker right into his head with the hammer. Another walker walked closer to her, before she could do anything, Daryl had taken it out with one of his arrows. She got the arrow back out of the head of the killed off walker and handed it back to Daryl. He gave her a nod before his attention went back to the other walkers.
Soon all of they had killed off the rest of the walkers and went back to the farm. Shane went to Rick, reporting to him what happened and that the fences were still intact.
Apparently Rick and Herschel had been talking about everyone moving into the house, except for Shane. Rick decided to take Randall to a town nearby and drop him there. Rick wanted to go with Daryl this time. Lizzy wasn't sure if she should move inside the house. Maybe she should just leave, another member is another mouth to feed. Besides, she still had to go back and she had to go soon.
The rest of the day she had been helping others moving into the house. She had found out that Rick's wife, Lori was pregnant. Lizzy found herself helping the woman with packing and moving her stuff. They didn't talk much, well Lizzy didn't talk much. On the other hand, Lori was talking a lot, asking her questions she didn't want to answer. Lizzy tried to ignore them or talk about something else. Lori seemed to notice and stopped asking her questions.
Lizzy got outside and saw Lori and Shane talking. She didn't paid any attention it, she just continued getting stuff in the house. They had already pulled the cars closer to the house and most people had already moved in. Fifteen people in one house. That would cause problems, that's for sure.
While walking outside and grabbing another box, she could see Rick and Daryl talking to each other on the porch at the side of the house. She put the box back and walked over to them.
When she arrived at the spot where the two were talking, she saw Shane pulling over his car. ''I'm gonna take a piss.'', Daryl said. ''Wait!'', she said, making her presence known. ''I'll come with you.'', she continued. Daryl nodded and she walked over to him. Following his footsteps. ''So what's the plan?'', she asked immediately. ''Nothin' special. Taking him to town so he can be on his own again.'', he answered. He looked at her, trying to figure out what she was thinking. ''Why?'', he asked. ''I don't know. I don't like the idea of setting him out on the loose. Not after I met his group. I hope he's different then them. '', she replied to him. She looked away from his gaze. It was getting on her nerves. ''I want to come along.'', she whispered, she wasn't sure if he could hear, but he heard. He scoffed. ''No. You're staying here, close to the farm. '' Lizzy sighed, but didn't protest any further. ''Just come back.'', she said while looking at him. He looked at her and he nodded his head when their eyes met. ''Ofcourse. I ain't leavin' you alone 'ere. As long as you ain't leavin' me.'', he said. How the hell did he know? How the hell did he know she was still thinking about leaving? ''I know you Liz.'', he said and he walked away.
Daryl and T-Dog were standing by the car, packing things. Lizzy carried a bag with supplies to the car. A grey haired woman was the one who had filled the bag with some supplies. Lizzy putted the bag in the bag of the car while hearing the others talk.''Only got so many arrows.'', T-Dog said while handing out a gun to Daryl. ''Is that Dale's gun?'', Daryl asked while taking the gun from T-Dog. ''Yeah.'', he replied. ''Wish I knew where the hell mine is.'', Daryl said. Lizzy frowned, he lost his gun?
''Ready?'', Rick asked when he approached the two men and her. ''Yeah.'', Daryl replied. ''I'll get the package.'', T-dog said and left to get Randall. ''Thanks.'', Rick quickly said before T-dog left. Daryl got in the car and she followed him. ''Just be careful.'', she said on a soft tone. ''What are you, my mother?'', he said, grinning. ''I know you like it.'', she said while smiling. ''What?'', he said with on amusing tone. ''Me worrying about your ass.'', she replied.
T-Dog came back and told Randall got out somehow. He wasn't in the cabin anymore. Soon everyone was standing around the cabin, wondering how he could have escaped. Andrea, Rick and Herschel were looking around in the cabin, thinking about he could have slipped through the handcuffs. Lizzy shook her head and walked over to Daryl. ''What do you think?'', she asked. ''I don't know.'', he replied. ''Somethin' ain't right.''
''RICK! RICK!'', someone was screaming. She looked to the place the sounds came from, it was Shane, his face covered in blood. He had everyone's attention now. ''What happened?'', Lori yelled back to him. ''He's armed! He's got my gun!'', Shane yelled again as he walked closer to the group. ''Are you okay?'', Rick's little kid asked.
''I'm fine. Little bastard just snuck up on me.'', Shane replied. ''He clocked me in the face.''
It didn't took long for Rick to get in action. ''All right, Hershel, T-Dog, Lizzy, get everybody back in the house.'', he ordered ''Glenn, Daryl, come with us.''
''T, I'm gonna need that gun.'', Shane said to T-Dog. ''Just let him go. That was the plan, wasn't it, to just let him go?'', the grey haired woman suggested. ''The plan was to cut him loose far away from here, not on our front step with a gun.'', Rick replied. ''Don't go out there. Ya'll know what can happen.'', the grey haired woman said again.
''Get everybody back in the house!'', Rick ordered again. ''Lock all the doors and stay put!''
''Let's go, back in the house.'', Lizzy said while taking the grey haired woman's arm and getting her back inside the house. ''You should go after him.'', the grey haired woman said to her. Lizzy looked at her, surprised. ''I will, but first I'll make sure everyone is in the house, safe and sound.'', she replied to the woman.
Everyone was inside and the doors were locked. Maggie and Herschel were making the couch ready to sleep on. T-Dog was on watch. The rest was quite busy with something else, to calm their nerves probably. Lizzy sighed as she ran a hair through her hair. The grey haired woman approached her again. ''Maybe you should take a look outside. '', the woman suggested. ''Why me?'', Lizzy asked. ''I've heard you can track and they might could use another hand.'', the woman replied. Lizzy nodded in agreement. ''Yeah, you're right. I should go.'' The woman handed out her gun to her and Lizzy took it from her. ''You need it more then me.'', the woman said.
It didn't look long for Lizzy to sneak out of the house. She hoped no one would miss her and Carol would cover her. She was glad she had finally found out her name. She walked to the woods and she heard voices soon. ''If you're gonna do a thing, you might as well do it right.'', she could hear Daryl say. ''There's two sets of tracks right here.''
Lizzy continued following the voices and soon caught up with them. She wanted to let her appearance known, but she could hear something else wandering through. A walker, as this group would call it. She followed it as she could see it was attacking Daryl and Glenn. First it attacked Glenn and Daryl tried to shoot the walker, but he missed and the walker went after him. The walker got his hands on Daryl, but Glenn tried to pull the walker away from Daryl. Daryl hit the walker and felt back, right on top of Glenn. In the mean time she ran toward them and she picked Glenn's knife up from the ground which he had dropped. She planted it in the walker's head. Glenn shoved the body off him while she helped him getting up. ''What the hell Liz?'', Daryl said. She looked at him with a small smile and shrugged. Glenn took the knife out of it's head and they all took a look at the walker. It was Randall.
Lizzy knelt down next to the body and examine it. Daryl looked also at the body. ''Snapped his neck.'', he said. ''He's got no bites.'', she said while she looked for bites around his body. ''Yeah, none you can see.'', Glenn said. ''No, I'm telling you he died from this.'', she said.