𝕿𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖄𝖔𝖚|| Daryl Dixon [DISCONTINUED]

XX

SICK

We heard the door open

"Easy, easy" Rick said

"He's loosing too much blood" Maggie said. I didn't know what was going on

"Open the door! It's Hershel! Carl!" Rick yelled. Carl quickly unlocked and opened the door. I saw Hershel, his leg had been cut off

"Oh my, God" I breathed out

"Daddy!" Beth cried. They wheeled Hershel in

"Go, go, go, go, go. In there. Turn it. Turn it. Turn around. Get him on the bed" Rick said as they took him into the cell. I walked out and stood watch with T-Dog as I closed the door behind me. We could hear everything that was going on

"He got bit" Rick said. I felt my heart drop

"Oh, my God, he's gonna turn" Beth said

"Did you cut it off?" Lori asked

"Yeah" Rick said

"Maybe you got it in time" Lori said

"One, two, three" Rick said

"Oh! Oh, I need bandages" Carol said

"We used everything we had" Glenn said

"Well, get more. Anything" Carol said

"Carl, go get the towels from the back, right next to my bed" Lori said

"I can go and quickly find the infirmary" I said to T-Dog

"No, too risky" He said. Daryl came in and pointed his crossbow at the door as we heard footsteps approaching. I fixed my grip on my tomahawk. People walked out. Prisoners, living prisoners

"That's far enough" Daryl said. There were five of them

"Cell block C. Cell 4- that's mine, gringo. Of course if you want to share with me, you can. So why don't you let us in?" The man asked me as he smirked. I looked him up and down and cringed

"Today's your lucky days, fellas. You've been pardoned by the state of Georgia. You're free to go" Daryl said keeping his crossbow aimed at them

"What you got going on in there?" The man asked

"Ain't none of your concern" Daryl said

"Don't be telling me what's my concern" The man said grabbing his gun. I quickly grabbed my own and aimed it at him

"Put it down" I said

"No can do, pretty lady" He said

"Chill, man. Dude's leg is messed up. Besides, we're free now. Why are we still in here?" Another man asked