Chapter 17
Cara's POV
"I want her to survive." I whispered, a tear falling down my cheek.
Daryl didn't say anything, he just tightened his hold on me. I wrapped my arms around him and buried my head into his musky leather vest. His rough hand cradled the back of my head as I sobbed. If someone who didn't know Daryl at all, they'd probably think that he was trying to smother me or do something unspeakable to me. He has been the closest thing to a father I've ever had. I don't know what I'd do if something ever happened to him.
We stood there for a little while longer before we broke a part. Glenn stared at us, shifting awkwardly. I shook my head and looked around the group. Almost the whole was gearing up to search for my sister, while Dale and T-Dog stood with their backs against the RV. I shot them a small smile, before turning to walk over to Rick.
I tapped his arm, causing him to turn to face me. "I want to help." He raised his eyebrows.
He rested his hands on his hips. "Do you think you'll be up to it?"
I nod once. "Yes."
He sighed and looked over at my mother, who was crying into Lori's shoulder. "Alright. Here." He handed me a long knife. "Be careful. Stay with either Glenn or Daryl."
"Okay." I nodded swiftly, turning on my heels to stand next to Glenn.
He looked down at me, not saying anything. We both watch Rick, Shane, and Daryl explain what was going to happen while we were out. My eyes hardened as I noticed Shane's eye flicker towards Lori as Rick started off towards the forest. I rolled my eyes and gripped the hilt of my knife. I looked around as Glenn helped me over the railing.
I nodded a thank you towards him, not bothering to look directly at him. I moved slowly down the slight incline, trying not to fall on my ass. Everyone flocked around my mother, trying to keep her in the middle. Lori walked with her, trying her hardest to be silently supportive and comforting. My gaze moved towards Andrea, who was glaring at the weapon in her hand. I assume that she is pissed that it wasn't a gun. My gaze was torn from her to Rick, Daryl, and Shane because they were all glaring at the ground, probably trying to follow Sophia's tracks.
Cough. I jumped to the side and held out my knife, about ready to stab something. I turned and saw Carl walking next to me. He blushed and rubbed the back of his neck.
"Sorry. A bug flew into my mouth." My face was frozen for a second before a smile popped up. I chuckled a little.
"It is alright. I was just worried that you were someone about to attack me." He looked at me and shook his head.
"Why would someone cough before they attack you?" He asks, stepping over a fallen tree branch.
I shrugged. "They probably just needed to cough. Or like you, a bug probably flew into their mouth."
He chuckled teasingly bumping into me. "HAHA." He laughed sarcastically.
I giggled some more, bumping into him. I smiled at him and ducked under a low hanging branch. Carl followed after me, reaching out and grabbing my free hand. I blushed and looked away from him. He laced our fingers together and swung our arms back and forth as we followed the group.
We were silent, just like the rest of the group. Well, most of the group. Andrea was complaining about not having her gun and having to walk in the woods. I glared at the back of her head, mentally shaving her head and throwing her precious gun in a river or some other body of water.
I let go of Carl's hand and stalked towards her. I grabbed her arm and forced her to look at me. The whole group stopped and looked at us, curious as to what was about to go down.
I glared up at her. "You need to stop complaining, Andrea. We aren't out here to make your life hell. We are out here to look for my sister, if you don't wanna be here then go back to Dale and T-Dog."
She knocked my hand away. "Don't talk down to me, little girl."
I pushed her, knocking her weapon out of her hand. "Act like an adult then Andrea. I'm only 13 and I act more like an adult than you do. It is the end of the world Andrea, you are gonna need to stop being self-centered."
She scoffed and rolled her eyes. "You don't know what you are talking about." She turned and picked up her weapon. I glared at the back of her head, wishing that it would explode.
Rick stepped up. "Enough. There is a tent just up ahead, she could be in there."
I nodded, looking away from Andrea. I moved so that I was walking ahead of the group. I wanted to be the first one to see my sister. Daryl moved so that he was walking next to me. I could feel his eyes burning holes into the side of my head. I shook my head, not wanting to talk about what just happened between Andrea and me. I just didn't want to talk about her.
I squinted, noticing the one-person tent surround by fallen trees and leaves. I slowed down and held out my knife, not wanting to be surprised by a walker… Or god forbid, a walker version of my sister.
Rick turned to my mom. "You should call out to her, just so she knows that it is us."
My mom nodded, moving to stand next to me. "Sophia? Sophia, it is mommy and Cara. Sophia." She called Sophia's name a couple more times, before looking back at Daryl and Rick. Rick gave Daryl a look, causing Daryl to look at me. I nodded, looking away from the tent as he moved towards the tent.
He held his crossbow with one hand and unzipped the tent with the empty hand. He stuck his head into the tent, obviously my sister wasn't in there because when he exited the tent he was holding a shotgun.
"Just a dude, who did what Jenner said. He opted out."
I let out a sigh of relief, glad that my sister wasn't in there.
Rick opened his mouth, moving to say something but was cut off by church bells.
Ring. Ring.
~A/N~
Hey, friends.
I know I haven't written in a while and I am so sorry. I just haven't been able to write. My depression has been really bad and I've been working a lot. I've finally gotten some inspiration and free time. Hopefully, I still have some fans for this story. I don't really know what to say, but I got to say thank you for being patient with me. PLEASE REVIEW. I love you guys.
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