"I have never had a boyfriend. The only guy I've been with is him!" I said pointing to Daryl. "No! I am!" he said getting frustrated.
"Excuse me?!" I said grabbing Daryl's hand and running out. "What the hell is going on?" Daryl said as we were running.
"I have no idea", saying out of breath. He grabbed my arm and looked into my blue eyes. "I'm serious", I said. "Ok, I believe you", he said.
We quietly walked through the hallway. "Where are you going?", the man's voice shouted. I broke free of Daryl's tight grip and turned around, "Do you have any idea who I am?"
"Yes, you are my girlfriend", he said. "No! I'm not!" I screamed. "What was her...my name?" I continued. "Jesika", he said.
"Ok... Well my name is Taylor", I said. Daryl swung me over his shoulder and ran out of the hospital.
He threw me in the truck and started to drive off. I put my hand to my head, "I'm so confused." Daryl grabbed my hand.
We were halfway to the house, when we passed the farm. There was a dragger in front of it. "Slow down", I said. He slowed down, I held up my bow, aimed, and shot it in the ear.
"Do you want me to pull over, so you can get your arrow?" he said. "Nah, I'll get it tomorrow." I said.
We arrived back at the house. "Did you two get the stuff?" Hershel said. "No! Some psycho knocked us out and kept callin' Taylor his girlfriend", Daryl yelled.
"Calm down", Hershel said. "Don't tell me to calm down, old man!" he screamed. I held him back. "Go upstairs", I said. He started at me. "Now!" I sternly said.
He stomped up the stairs like a five year old. I looked at everyone, "He'll be ok. He's just tense." I said as they all nodded.
As I started for the stairs there was a knock at the door. I opened it to see the crazy man from the hospital. Daryl stormed downstairs with his crossbow pointed at him.
"I'm givin' you one chance to leave and never come back. Because I will kill you", Daryl said. "No... I'm here to claim her", the crazy man said.
"Claim her? She's not a dog!" Daryl said. "Yes", the man said. "Imma kill you", he said pulling the trigger of the crossbow. I gasped. "YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO KILL HIM?!" I screamed. Daryl tried to hold back a laugh, "He was gettin' on my nerves."
"You can't just kill people for no reason", I said throwing my hands up. He smiled, "Yes ma'am."
"Help me move him", I said. He grabbed his wrists and I grabbed his ankles. We walked him around back in the fire pit, my family dug before they died. We tossed him in and set the pit on blaze
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