galwidanatitud:

ah...the angst of teenage life. ;)

theseventhstar:

oh my god so cute. moarrrr :0

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Evelyn

Present

The toxic air was replaced by the smell of decay. While Daryl was getting back on his feet, I looked around with my bow at the ready and saw about five to six walkers stumbling towards us. I jumped when I felt a hand gripping my arm. I whipped around and saw Daryl's bright blue eyes staring into mine, telling me we really had to go.

He picked up his crossbow and we both started running. We could hear the sounds of the dead everywhere. When I turned the corner, I bumped into a walker and fell to the ground with it. It was really strong and held me to the ground. My bow had fallen right out of my hands and all I could do was try and get it off of me. With all of my strength I lifted his body off of mine and my eyes widened in pure shock when I recognised who it used to be. Bob's eyes were pale and lifeless as his hands were trying to bring me closer to him. My arms started shaking. Suddenly Bob became still and became heavier. I looked up to see a green arrow deep into his skull. Daryl grabbed him, pushed him aside and took my hand to help me get up back on my feet. He quickly grabbed my bow and put it into my trembling hands.

"Let's go Ev!" he shouted and started pushing me forwards. I looked at Bob's body one last time before turning around and doing what was demanded.

The roads were now piled with the dead and it was so hard for me to not stop and process how close to death I was. Adrenaline filled my veins and made me focus on what I had to do. We finally made our way to Daryl's motorcycle and all that went through my mind was how the minibus had vanished.

I placed my bow around me and climbed onto the bike behind Daryl. He started the motor and next thing I know, the ground beneath my feet started moving. My arms tightened around Daryl's waist and I hid my face in his back. I didn't want to see this world anymore. I just wanted it to disappear and stop haunting me in my dreams.

Our surroundings slowly became more green. The bike was now taking us onto a dirt path into the middle of the forest. Everything seemed much calmer. We stopped when we saw a house hidden behind the trees. Daryl brought the bike near the side of the house and we both loaded our weapons. He walked around and then went back to the front door and opened it quickly. I followed him into the room with my bow aimed before me just in case. Daryl checked the upper level while I checked the main one. I walked around and saw a kitchen, a bathroom, a living room and one bedroom. The main floor was clear. I went back in the bedroom and placed my bags next to the bed. I opened up the dressers to find them almost empty and realised that many picture frames were taken down, telling me the family had probably ran too. I went into the kitchen and saw Daryl walk in the room.

"All clear upstairs." he stated, lowering his bag on the ground.

I opened the cabinets and found canned fruit. I immediately ripped off the lid and lifted the food to my mouth. I was so hungry. I then stopped and gave the rest to Daryl, telling myself he needed them as much as I do. He took them and started doing the same. He sat down onto the counter and I made my way to the living room and crashed onto the leather sofa. I then started thinking about the rest of the group, about Bob. Tears started forming into my eyes. I'm so tired of constantly crying. I wiped them off of my face and sniffed. I became aware of my sticky skin and decided to make my way to the bathroom to see if there was any running water. When I opened the tap, I almost cried. The water was cold yet refreshing. I ran back to the bedroom, grabbed extra clothes then ran back to the bathroom and slammed the door behind me. I could hear Daryl's angry footsteps get closer.

He knocked onto the door and shouted. "Shut the hell up! Never know if walkers are roaming close. So don't be running around and slammin' doors like that got it?"

"Yeah yeah." I replied peeling off my dirty clothes off my skin and climbing into the bath tub. I was just too happy.

I turned on the shower and let the water cover me from head to toe. I grabbed the shampoo and started massaging it into my chocolate colored hair and sang.

"All around me are familiar faces

Worn out places, worn out faces

Bright and early for the daily races

Going nowhere, going nowhere"

Images of my family started running through my mind. Luke and my dad fighting, my Mom working. I remember seeing Luke him walk out the front door one night, it was the last time I saw him. I remember my Mom calling me from Georgia telling me to come straight home. I remember getting there and seeing what used to be my mother, her face covered with blood and her eyes white like milk. I remember crying into the shadows of what used to be my room, listening to her slamming her fists onto the bedroom door.

"Their tears are filling up their glasses

No expression, no expression

Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow

No tomorrow, no tomorrow"

I'm starting to remember, and from what I can tell, life back then felt like the life I'm living right now. The difference: the living today are easily lost and the dead stick around to play.

Daryl

Present

I go back upstairs and look through the bedrooms. From what I can tell, there was once a little girl and two little boys living in this house. I walk into the boy's room and look around.

Sports stickers are covering the blue walls and toy cars littered the floor. The beds were unmade, the window was full of marker, the toy box was open, it was a mess. Then, I walked into the girl's room and noticed that almost everything was pink. Next to the door lied ballet shoes and in the centre of the room on the fluffy carpet was a drawing of a rainbow with pencils surrounding it. My eyes then landed on case that was on a shelf in her closet. I grabbed it and went back downstairs.

I walked into the bedroom and saw Evelyn lying in the bed with her hands on her face. She had a large white t-shirt and a pair of grey joggings on and her hair was still wet. Her body trembled. I took another step and the floor cracked making her jump and turn around. Her features calmed down when she saw me. I could tell she was crying. I placed the case onto the bed.

"I remember my family." she simply said and turned back around.

"What about it?" I said.

"I remember Luke fighting with my dad, and I remember having to kill my own mother." her voice was shaky. I didn't really know what to say, I'm really not good with these things. All I know is that I hate seeing her like this.

I opened the case and took out a beautiful polished violin.

"Do ya remember how to use this thing?" I held it up.

She turned around and her eyes twinkled. "I actually do." she whispered.

She got up and I placed it into her hands and all she did was stare at it. It was a bit too small for her but that's not what mattered. She placed the instrument under her chin and started playing. Her eyes were closed and her body moved with the melody. I couldn't help but stare.

"I'm a bit rusty." she said opening her eyes and placing the instrument back into the case.

"Rusty my ass. You're a pro." I mumbled under my breath. I didn't want her to stop.

The sun was slowly disappearing and the house was still very quiet. The only thing you could hear was the clock ticking. I was in the living room cleaning my arrows. I was relieved when she told me she started remembering things again. I wonder if she'll ever remember me one day.

I'll admit that I'm kind of shook. Tessa's dead? And Ev had to kill her? I remember always going to the Jones's house and from time to time I'd see her. She was nice to me. I wonder how it all came to the point where her own daughter had to kill her. I got up and decided to see what she was up to.

She was still in bed, not making any sound. So I decided to get my stuff and take a nice shower. I got out and looked into the mirror. Damn I was ugly. My hair was long, my face was scratched and looked like I didn't sleep in days...which was actually the case. I put on my jeans and shirt and placed the rest near the bedroom door next to my bag.

"Daryl?" said Evelyn once I came in.

"Yeah?"

"What do we do now? We're in the middle of the woods, the group might be dead for all we know..."

"They're not dead. They can't be. They're strong and smart. They made it." I said, crossing my arms over my chest, leaning against the wall.

"Bob's dead."

I didn't know what to say about that.

"Where do we go?" she added turning to face me.

"We move on. Go to the next neighbourhood, next city and see what's out there. Maybe there's gonna be something for us." I said.

I was about to leave when she stopped me.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"The living room, I was going to go set up for the night."

"Well wait, there's plenty of room here. Come on, I don't bite ya know." she said with a smirk.

"I don't know..." I answered with a blush creeping onto my cheeks.

"Hey, you saved me, ya know more about me than I know myself. You said we were friends growing up. I don't see why we couldn't share a damn bed. It's not like we were gon' have sex or something." she stated and the red on my cheeks became brighter.

I hesitated but finally decided to listen to her. Let's just say, I haven't slept in a comfy bed for months and right now, that's the only reason why I agreed to join her.

I lifted up the covers and slipped in. They were really dusty but who cares really, it's a damn bed. I sighed and closed my eyes.

"Hey Daryl?" she whispered again.

"Whatchu want?" All I wanted to do was sleep. My eyes were starting to close by themselves.

"Tell me more about when we were young." she said.

I huffed but since I really wanted her to get her memories back, I decided to tell her a thing or two.

"Well, you was always following me like a lost puppy. Annoying too, ya always talked." I chuckled. I opened my eyes to see her frown.

"Fine fine okay Imma tell you more. You were stubborn as hell. We both were. We'd go hunting in the woods after school and we'd always be fighting over a damn squirrel. Funny now that I think bout it."

She smiled at me and I did the same. "I was a better hunter though. Still am." We both laughed.

"Hey! That ain't true! I might not know if I was better when we were kids but I am definitely better than you right now!" she laughed and slapped my shoulder.

"You was always determined. You did what you wanted, never let anyone stop you. You kept your head high and stood up for what ya believed in." The room grew silent again. I looked back at her and all I saw was a smile on her face.

"Yeah?" she asked.

"Yup." I closed my eyes and huffed.

"Thanks Daryl."

And that's the last thing I remember before falling to sleep.

Hey Readers! First of all, I am sooooooo sorry for not updating sooner! I've been sooo busy lately but never did I forget about you guys! (: Hope y'all forgive me! Anyways so I really hope you enjoyed this chapter, review, comment, any suggestions, whatever you can tell me! I love em! I love you guys too and thanks again for your patience. (:

-Caroline