I arrive to my cell crying like a fucking teenager. Crying like those girls I hated in high school. Fuck it! I don't know why I'm even crying. Yes, I kissed him, it was nice until he told me to leave. He never wanted to kiss me. At least, now I know.

It's already morning when I finally fall sleep. Suddenly, I heard noises, yelling and people running. I get up quickly and grab my gun and my knife, getting out of my cell. I realised that the noises come from the kitchen so I walked there, looking twice in every corner. Just in case.

When I'm close enough to hear the voices, I hear laughs, and relaxed chatting. I get into the kitchen and I see everyone is up already, and that Michonne, Rick and Daryl are back.

- You...you are back! .- I said louder than I intended.

- I told ya we were leaving early.- daryl said with a shy smile in his face .- Even though ya oversleep!

I smile back and hug him tight. To my surprise, he hug me back.

- Come on, sleepyhead, we are leaving in 10"...if you are still interested.

- Yes! But...you have just come back! You need to rest and you...

- We were by the fence yesterday, we found a house. We rested. I'm fine. We are going hunting.- he says, and I found out that Daryl and Carol are holdings hands. Hum, that's new.

- Ok, I will be ready in 5.

We get out the prison, by the south gate. Daryl shows me where they spent the night and that we spooked some rabbits and squirrels down the hill. After a while, we have a bunch of squirrels and 3 rabbits, pretty good hunt indeed.

- So, huh...what's the matter between Carl and you? .- he snaps.

- What? What you mean...we...don't...- I blushed .- there is no matter.

- Huh...I see..he was staring to ya this morning...really serious stare. You know, one of those creepy stares. Ogling ya.

- I don't want to talk 'bout it.

- Did he did somethin' to ya? 'Cause..

- I kissed him.- I snaped back. Daryl looked surprised.- I kissed him, ok? Happy?

- Ya are into Grimes kid? God lord..Ya are too young for kissin' don't ya think?

- I'm 15 Daryl. I'm not too young. But I'm stupid.- he looked confused.- I shouldn't have kissed him, I know. I just...fuck, he was sad and angry, and I was sad too, and I don't know...I just kissed him. I just...I don't know...I though... I thought you weren't coming back.

- Hey, kiddo...I'm here...I'm fine.- he puts his arm around my shoulders.- 'S ok.

We stay like that for a bit. Just silent, holding each other.

On our way back to the prison, Daryl stops and turn around.:

- Why ya regret kissin' Carl?

- 'Cause he told me to leave. He didn't want me there.

- Oh honey. That kid likes ya.- I roll my eyes .- He does, he just don't know how to deal with it.

- And you know that because...

- 'Cause I'm observant. He has been staring you for a while.

I don't say anything to that, I just need to believe it first. At the prison, Carol opens the door for us.

- Daryl!

- Yeah?

- If what you said to me earlier is true...- I look at him and Carol after.- Well..you know...you are not the only one observant here. I have "observed" some stares too myself.

He blushed hard, looking at the ground.