Chapter 14

As soon as we got to the farm I rushed T-dog to the door and knocked frantically. The woman on the horse answered the door and helped T-dog inside. Glenn went in as well. I walked upstairs and found Rick and Lori with Carl and an elderly man.

"Where is Shane?" I asked.

"He went to the High School to get things Hershel needs for Carl's surgery." Lori said.

A boulder had just been dropped on my head. I walked over to the window and punched my fist through it. My eyes widened and I looked at Hershel.

"I uh…..I'm sorry about that. I'll fix it." I stammered.

"It is understandable miss. Your husband is out there….."

"Husband?! No! No, no, no! He isn't,…..We…..ohhh!"

I walked out onto the porch and took a deep breath. I knew I liked Daryl more than any man I had ever known. However I did feel something for Shane. I knew it was nothing compared to what I felt for Daryl…but there was still something. I saw a truck pull up and Shane get out.

"S…Sh…..SHANE!"

I ran forward and threw my arms around him.

"I thought you were dead!" I said.

He put his arms tightly around me and then told the others of Otis's death. He gave Hershel the supplies and they ran inside. I pulled away a bit and looked at him. He had scratches all over him. Some were bleeding pretty bad. His eyes bothered me. They looked haunted and scared. I put my hand on his face and then put my arms back around him and rested my head on his chest.

"I do not wish to know what happened. All I care about is that you are back and you are safe." I whispered.

"Why were you so worried? I always come back Prue. You know that." He said.

"I know. But you're my friend. I will always worry."

He pulled my face up to look at him.

"You're a good woman Prue." He said.

I smiled and then put my head back against his chest. After a while Carl's surgery was over. I ran inside with Shane.

"That boy is something else." I whispered.

"Like his dad." Shane said.

I smiled and looked at Rick. He was paler than a sheet. He had given Carl his blood to help save his life. He smiled back and nodded. I took Shane to the bathroom and sat him down. I looked at his cuts. He hadn't been bitten or scratched. I took off his shirt and I took care of the cuts so they wouldn't get infected like T-dog.

"Why are you so good? I mean to everyone?" He asked.

I looked at him.

"I don't really know. I guess that I don't want to become the man that….well yeah. I am not a very good person believe me." I said.

"Prue look at me."

I looked up. He put his hand on my face and pulled my lips to his. I should pull away I knew I should. And yet I couldn't. I found myself kissing him back and running my hands down his chest. I moved closer to him until I was on top of him. Then Daryl's face popped into my head. I immediately jumped back and shook my head.

"Shane I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." I said.

"I'm not sorry." He said.

I shook my head again.

"I can't do this. I'm with Daryl. I cannot do this to him." I said.

Shane looked down and then threw on his shirt and walked away.

"Shane I….."

He wouldn't listen. I sighed and walked back out onto the porch. I don't why I had done it. But I knew I had to make it right.

The next morning I heard Daryl's motorcycle. I ran outside and as soon as I saw him I ran to him. I smashed my lips to his and kissed him hard. He wound his arms around me and kissed me back. This time when someone cleared their throat he just gave them the finger and kissed me harder.

When we finally separated I looked at him seriously.

"Daryl I need to talk to you. Please promise me you will try and be calm." I said.

He nodded slowly and I led him over to the RV. I sat him down and took a deep breath.

"Shane kissed me…and I kissed him back." I said.

The calm look on his face immediately was replaced by one of pure hatred and rage. I knew I had to explain myself quickly.

"I realized what I was doing and I stopped! I do not love Shane! Okay!?" I said.

"Ye expect me to believe ya!?" He snarled.

I glared at him.

"BECAUSE I HAVE FALLEN FOR YOU!" I shouted.

I didn't wait for the response. I ran out of the RV and across the yard towards the house. I bumped into the woman.

"You alright?" She asked.

The look on my face said it all. She nodded and pulled me into the house and sat me down.

"My name is Maggie by the way. Maggie Greene. And you're Prue." She said.

I looked up and nodded. She smiled.

"Your people speak highly of you. Your friend Glenn told me about how you met. Sword and everything." She said with a smile.

I gave her a sad smile. She looked at the ground.

"Told me about you and the redneck." She whispered.

I snapped. The mention of Daryl made my blood boil. I gripped the arms of the chair and started to shake with anger.

"Prue?" Maggie asked.

"Maggie I need you to get me outside. Before I hurt someone." I said in a strained voice.

She nodded and quickly led me outside. I grabbed my weapons and ran into the woods. I came to a small clearing with a running stream. I leaned up against a tree and sank to the ground. Tears of sorrow and rage fell from my eyes. My eyes tended to change color depending on how strong of an emotion I felt. Only once had they turned a dark red. I didn't want to know what color they were now. I heard a rustle of leaves and I jumped up and notched an arrow in the bow string. I sank to the ground so I could be as hidden as possible. A buck came walking into view. At that moment I decided that maybe I could get back at Daryl. By showing him up as the strongest, the toughest and the greatest one of the group between us. I smirked and shot the buck in the neck. It fell to the ground and I grabbed it.

As I dragged it onto the farm Rick and Shane came running into view.

"Prue where were you!?" Rick asked.

"Does the buck not tell you?" I laughed.

They saw the buck and smiled. They helped me get it back and then I threw my things up into a tree and climbed up. I fell asleep with Daryl on my mind. How much I really did….love him.