So I'm posting tomorrows chapter tonight because I won't be able to upload one tomorrow. The next chapters going to be a good one. Mad-Max1009 talk about a damn good guess. mrskaz453 I like your thinking about Carol and Shane, I really don't like them either. Thank you everyone else for commenting and keep it coming. It helps me with my writing and lets me see how you react to it. :) x
I walked to my tent as fast as I could, opening the flap then closing it. I stood there with my eyes closed until I remembered Daryl was there. I slowly opened my eyes and looked down. Daryl had decided to put Merle's sleeping bag to use by lying it flat across the tent, using our sleeping bag as a blanket on top. Daryl was sleeping in the make shift bed. I sat down where I was standing and watched him. He looks so calm and relaxed, I can't wake him up. I reached over and picked up the book that Andrea had left. As I looked it over I decided that it wasn't very interesting. I crawled to my bag and pulled out the book I took from the CDC.
I started reading it again, letting my mind get pulled into the story. I flipped page after page until the book ended. I closed the book, but kept it in my hands as I stared at it. When I finally looked up I saw Daryl leaning on his arm, watching me. My eyes started to burn, tears threatening to burst through. Daryl's face immediately fell into a grimace.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Everything." I whispered. I got up and sat beside him, running a hand through my hair.
"I was sitting against the barn when I heard and smelt walkers. Hershal's keeping them in the barn. Today when I went out Shane followed me. He told me the only reason I'm still alive is because you give a damn about me and that no one else does. He thinks I should be dead already. Then he tried to rape me, but I hit him in the crotch and ran." I said as my whole body shook. I watched Daryl, seeing his face go though a range of emotions before he punched the ground.
"I'm gonna kill Shane." He tried to get up, but I grabbed his waist and pulled him back. "Let. Me. Go." He growled, but I only held on tighter.
"You can't. You're already hurt and I told Rick." I whispered. My eyes started burning again, but this time the tears slid down my face. "And you can't tell anyone about the walkers." Daryl sat back, pushing the palm of his hands into his eye sockets. I brought my knees to my chest and wrapped my arms around them, waiting to see what he was going to do. I rubbed my hands over my eyes, wiping the tears away. No use crying.
"Soon as this damn cuts healed his ass is mine. He ain't gonna touch you or anyone else again." Daryl growled. "Rick best be doin' somethin' 'bout those walkers."
Daryl laid back down beside me, but I could still see the anger searing from his eyes and the tension in his muscles. I can't sit here and thing, I need to go do something. I walked out of the tent, not saying a word. I don't think Daryl said anything either, but I didn't really wait to see if he did. I looked around until I found Carol, who was standing beside the RV. She looked up and saw me, jumping slightly.
"Geez Carol. I'm not a walker." I said sarcastically.
"I just never expect you to come see me." She smiled.
"So how are you?" I asked.
"Fine. It's the not knowing that's killing me." She shuddered.
"Look, we're gonna find her as soon as possible." I patted her shoulder. I looked around the yard, seeing Rick talking to Lori while Shane was with Andrea. Shane's back was towards me, but I could tell they were talking about me because of the way Andrea was glaring. I gave her the finger and started walking to the tree by the barn when Rick nodded at me. I nodded back and walked over to him and Lori.
"Shane won't be going near you anymore. If he does you let me know right away." Rick said.
"We cannot risk your safety and you are just as big a part of this group as he is." Lori said, giving me a quick hug.
"Thank you. Um, Rick? Could I talk to you?" I said as he went to walk away with Lori. He kissed her on the cheek then came back to me.
"What did Hershal say? About the barn." I asked quietly, trying not to draw any attention.
"He thinks their just sick people. He's got his wife, son in law and neighbours in there." Rick sighed. "If we want to stay here we have to do things his way, including keeping the walkers there, and possibly helping him get them there."
"Rick. You know that there isn't any sane or old part of them left. Jenner told us that. I don't want any part in this if I don't have to be in it." I replied.
"I understand, just keep this to yourself." He patted my shoulder and walked away. I sighed and looked up, finding the sun already running out. It's been hours already? I walked to the fire and found that Lori and Carol had just finished cooking supper. I make myself a plate and one for Daryl then thanked them before heading to the tent.
"Daryl, I brought some food." I said, pushing my way into the tent. He didn't say anything, he just nodded and reached out for it. I can still see the furry in his face. We ate in silence. He finished his plate and put it beside him on the floor. I picked it up and went to bring it back, but was stopped when Daryl grabbed my wrist.
"Sorry. Ain't good at dealin' with emotions and shit." He grumbled.
"It's okay." I nodded and broke from his grip. I brought the plates back and returned to the tent. I quietly changed my clothes then slipped into the bed beside Daryl. I curled myself up, facing away from him. I could hear his deep breathing, so I knew he was asleep already. I felt him shift then he wrapped an arm around me and pulled my to him. He sighed into my hair and started mumbling.
"Sam.. Sorry." Was all I made out before I fell asleep.
