Get out!
ReedusLover3
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It wasn't long before Rick, Glenn, Maggie and Michonne got into the SUV with me, all of them quiet. Rick started driving and I saw Maggie and Glenn glancing at each other, worried. Letting out a grunt, I shifted in my seat and caught Rick's eyes in the rear view mirror. How could Daryl have done that? He fucking pissed me off. He was choosing his racist, violent and moral-lacking brother over me. The brother that attacked his friends, beat them up and then he moved on to beating the shit out of Daryl for show. That made me angry. Daryl was leaving the safety of the prison and his family for someone who probably could care less about him. Sighing, I out my head in my hands and I let some tears fall. It wasn't long into our ride when Rick stopped due to a truck blocking the road. Glenn, Maggie, myself and Rick all got out, leaving Michonne in the truck. Maggie and I made our way around the truck while Glenn opened up the driver's side door to let the walker out. Immediately it lunged itself at Glenn but he shoved it to the ground, his boot smashing it's head. Brain matter and blood slopped on the pavement, making me grimace at the sight and smell. When Glenn was finished, he walked off to the side holding his ribs, obviously in pain. Rick came to his side while Maggie stood nearby, I ended up standing at the edge of the forest. My eyes scanned the treeline and I wondered if Daryl was nearby? Did he walk this way with Merle or did he go the opposite way of the prison?
"You didn't kill him." I heard Glenn tell Rick in between pants.
"That's not why we went back." Rick told the beaten up Korean man, his eyes sad.
"No, that's right. You went back for Daryl and his girlfriend." Glenn spat out, making me turn around and stare at the two men. "And now he's gone again, and the Governor is still alive."
"Daryl was the priority."
"I should have been there with you."
"You were in no condition!"
"But my girlfriend was!?" I stepped forward, my eyes hard as Glenn and Rick fought.
"Glenn-" Maggie began but was stopped by Glenn himself.
"Yeah... I should have been there!"
"You couldn't come back with us because you could barely walk!" Rick tried to reason.
"What about her!?"
"What about me Glenn!?" Maggie shouted.
"What about Elizabeth, huh!?" Rick added in, glancing at me. "She was in just as much danger as Maggie!"
"Do you know what he did to her!" Glenn ignored Rick's comment about me, his face red and voice loud. "Do you know!?"
"Glenn! Stop!" I shouted, grabbing onto his shoulder to make a point.
"What about you!? While you were off on your little mission, we were beaten. Maggie almost raped." Glenn suddenly turned on me, his voice like venom. "And what were you doing? Oh yeah, you were trying to be some fucking hero!"
"I helped as much as I could! I got the group to come get you!" I snarled.
"You should have been there, with Maggie and I. For all we know, you jumped out of that car for your own good."
"If I really wanted to save myself, then why did I come to get you, huh? Why did I jump out of a moving vehicle and sprint all the way to the prison? Why the hell did I stay back to help get you out alive? Why the fuck did I risk my life if I really wanted to stay alive?" That shut him up and I glared at the man, not wanting to have another fight.
"After all that effort, and risk, was it really worth it?" Glenn asked to all of us, his voice now quiet. "Daryl taking off with Merle?"
"He had his reasons." Rick told him.
"You keep telling yourself that, doesn't change the fact that we're up to our necks in shit!"
"You want me to turn the car around? Beg him to come back, throw down a welcome mat for Merle? This is the hand we've been dealt!"
"You could have let him come with us. Given him a chance." I whispered and the men rounded on me, both looking incredulous. "Despite all he's done, was it worth it to lose your best man? You could have tried, Rick, you could have."
"No, we could have never lived with Merle. Never." Rick ground out.
"You could have locked him in a different cell block! You could have gave him a chance!"
"I am not discussing this with you. Not now."
"What about later, Rick? Will you be up to it later? Because from how I see it, everything is ultimately deemed wrong if you don't like it."
"You know that's a lie."
"Is it?" I questioned and looked back at the forest.
"Come on, let's just get this thing outta the way so we can go home." Maggie piped up, her eyes downcast and voice quiet. "We can talk later, get some rest."
"Yeah, well you can do all the talking. I'm done." Glenn hissed, turning around to walk back to the SUV. I glared at the ground and let Maggie and Rick get the truck out of the way. I ended up killing a few walkers that got to close with the help of the knife Daryl had given me. When the two were finished with the work, I climbed back in the SUV and stayed quiet the whole way home. When the prison came in sight I let out a sigh of relief as Rick got out and let Maggie drive us up to the place we called home. Rick wanted to talk to his son and make sure he was okay. When Maggie parked the car I was out in an instant, rushing past Hershel and Beth so I could go inside. When I slid open the metal door I made my way down the stairs but what stopped me was unfamiliar faces.
"Who the fuck are you?" I asked them, my hand on my gun, wary.
"You look reasonable... are you the leader? They said-" A man with chocolate colored skin and large, wide shoulders asked.
"Whose they?"
"That little boy and old man."
"No, I'm not." I moved away towards the metal bars that separated them from our cell block. Axel started to unlock the door for me, his eyes watching the four others.
"Wait-" I wasn't listening as I slid through the door and let Axel lock it once again. I wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone and especially not new people. I climbed the set of metal stairs to the perch and flopped down on the mattresses, my eyes immediately watering. I stuck my head in my pillow and sobbed, not caring if anyone could hear or not. When I was finished, I wiped my eyes and sat up, nearly having a heart attack when I noticed Beth standing at the top of the stairs with the baby.
"You want some water?" She asked me and I shook my head no. "They named her Judith." I nodded at her, and stood. I watched the young girl put the baby in a white box that had words written on the side that made tears come to my eyes. Lil' Ass Kicker' was scrawled in black marker, making me think of Daryl, he would have liked that. "He'll come back." My head shot up at the blonde's words.
"What?" I croaked out, clearing my throat.
"Daryl, he'll come back." Beth glanced at Judith. "He wouldn't just leave you, he loves you."
"Not from what I can tell."
"You know Daryl, he doesn't express emotion well. He is probably just as heartbroken, give him time."
"What if he's too late?"
Later that day everyone, besides Michonne who was sleeping, met in the middle of our cell block. Everyone was quiet for a minute, not really wanting to start any discussion.
"What now? Do you think the Governor will attack?" Beth asked from her spot on the stairs, her arms holding Judith carefully.
"Yes." Maggie stated from the opening of the cell she was in.
"Let him try." Glenn muttered from a different cell.
"He has a whole town, we're outnumbered." I stated.
"We could use reinforcement." Hershel piped up, his wise eyes glancing at the room we had locked the new people in. Rick gave Hershel a look before following the man's gaze with a sigh. Hershel unlocked the gate that separated them from us and we all crowded into the room. Rick walked forward along with myself and Hershel, stopping to meet the others halfway.
"I'm Tyreese." A large black man came forward and held his hand out. Rick didn't bother to move or shake the man's hand so Hershel cut in.
"Sasha." His crutch pointed at the smaller black woman. "Allen." The older, white male. "And Ben." The younger man who looked like Allen, probably his son.
"How'd you get in." Rick dove right in, not wanting to waste time on formalities.
"Fire damage to the administration part of the prison, walls down." Tyreese stated, his eyes on Rick, waiting for his reaction.
"That side is completely overrun with Walkers. How'd you get this far?"
"We didn't. We lost our friend Donna."
"They were lost in the tombs." Carl piped up, his voice quiet.
"And you brought them here?" Rick's voice hardened, he turned to look at his young son.
"He had no choice." Hershel told Rick who nodded his head a few times.
"I'm sorry about your friend, we know what that's like." Rick's hands went on his hips, calming slightly.
"We heard you could use some extra hands. We're no strangers to hard work." Tyreese said. "We'll go out, get our own food, stay out of your hair. You got a problem with another group, we'll help. Anything to contribute."
"No." Rick muttered.
"Come on, it's just out there." Sasha looked exhausted.
"No." Rick repeated. "We've been through this, with Tomas and Andrew."
"Axel and Oscar weren't like that." I told Rick and his eyes glared at me as he turned to look at me better.
"Where's Oscar now!?" Rick demanded. "I can't be responsible." Rick said in a softer tone.
"Turn us out, you're responsible." Tyreese told him, his eyes as hard as Rick's. Hershel called Rick over and I could hear them whispering about the new people. I watched them look over all of us, there eyes doing once overs. I saw Rick rub his forehead and then pat Hershel on the shoulder. His eyes roamed all of us and then widened when he looked up at the second floor railing.
"No, no, no..." Rick whispered and Hershel's face fell. "Why are you here?" Rick mumbled, walking towards the cell door. "What do you want from me?"
"Dad?" Carl asked, worry etching his face so I grabbed the boy's shoulder and squeezed.
"I can't help you!" Rick's voice shouted and I flinched, accidentally digging my nails into Carl's shoulder but he didn't seem to mind. "Get out! Get out..." Glenn moved forward towards Rick, his eyes wide.
"Easy, Rick, just-"
"You don't belong here!" Rick screamed and I pulled Carl back with me, Axel pushing Maggie away from our crazy leader. "Please... Get out!"
"We'll leave, we're going!" Tyreese stated calming, his friends grabbing their bags. "Ain't nobody gotta get shot."
"What are you doing! Out! Out!" Rick repeated, his eyes wide and crazy.
"Just go! Go!" Glenn ordered the new people waving them towards the exit so I let go of Carl and followed them out so I could close the gate behind them. They all looked terrified, worried as they tried to hurry through the open grass. I was close behind, the keys in my hand as they reached the fencing. I pushed past them with nothing to say and quickly unlocked the first gate and let them pass before shutting it. I moved to the second gate and prepared to open it but my eyes caught sight of the walkers.
"I'll distract them, you run to the forest. Don't look back." I stated, opening the lock and letting them walk out before shutting and locking it. "Hey! Hey!" I began yelling at the walkers, running the opposite way with my knife hitting the fencing. The six or so walkers began following me with their moans load and their arms banging against the fence. When the people had gotten out of sight I moved away from the chain link fence and sat on the gravel. What was happening? Everything was changing and I hated it. Daryl was off with his racist brother, Rick was going crazy... This wasn't going to end well.