Chapter Twenty Two – Fucked
Michonne looked pissed when she threw open the gate of Alexandria. "Dumb little redneck fuck." She grumbled. Soon Carol, Rick, and the others surrounded her.
"Did you find him?" Carl asked.
Michonne looked more than irritated. "Yea, holed up in some cabin, fucking a bitch."
There was silence in the crowd. Carol laughed, she laughed hard. "Daryl doesn't like to be touched."
"Yeah, well he didn't mind her, arms and legs tangled all around him." Michonne looked madder now that she started. "Bet he's spent all his time holed up with her, forgetting all about us."
Rick shot her a look that quieted her down. "Daryl was never quite the same after what happened with Beth, if he found a woman that can cure that so be it. Michonne, did he say if he was coming back."
"Yeah, in the morning. And the bitch belongs to the man we took in, it's his daughter, Riley." Silence filed the group, Wayne looked up.
"My daughter is alive!" He clasped Michonne on the shoulder, "And well enough to…uh…help your man out! That's great news!"
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