Powers - D.Dixon

four

"what do you write in it" He then asks another question while he drives. He picks at his lip with his free hand, a nervous tick I've caught on to.

"how feel that day, how i feel in general or i write Lyrics" i say, answering him. I look to him and see him look to me before looking to the dusty road again

"Lyrics" he asks

I could see his expression, he is interested in this for whatever reason.

"yeah" i say, staying silent for a second before speaking again

"Would you like to hear" I ask hesitantly

He just look at me then back at the road saying nothing.

His silence meant yes to me so i skim through out all the pages looking for something short and quick to sing to him.

"well this ones not finished because i just started to write it but.." i trail off before shaking my head and just singing the song in a quiet voice

"i remember tears streaming down your face when i said i'd never let you go
When all those shadows almost killed your light
i remember you said dont leave me hear alone
But all thats dead and gone and passed tonight
Just close you eyes , the sun is going down
You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now
Come morning light, you and i'll be safe and sound" I sing quietly before the last word fades from my mouth

I look up at Daryl to see him looking at me through the corner of his eye.

"that all i got so far" i said looking down at my book

"its alright" he mumbled, his way of a compliment. I try not to chuckle at the attempt and decide just the mumble a thanks with a nod.

We drove a bit more then turn down the street that seemed to be completely untouched, just like before

"how did you find this place" he asked while parking next to the still boarded up store

"i was just walking and found that it is was completely untouched, took it as a sign and ran with it" i said back to him

"well stay by me" he said looking at me and then hopping out of the car, not caring for a response.

i just nodded and whistled letting my dog know it was time to get up and go. He jump out the window and to my side looking around to see if there was any walkers anywhere, a trained action.

"Why do even have the dog" Daryl asked me

"i didn't want to be alone and when i found him, he was just a pup, not even 5 weeks old" I say looking at him

"He was being cornered by a few biters, I took them out before they got to him. He was so scared and wouldn't leave my side after that, so I kept him" I finish. I get a scoff from the man

"i bet he does nothin' but follow you around and eat your food"he say

"yeah" i challenged him, taking offense to the comment

I turn my head when i hear a grunt and growl come from down the street.

"The dead keep raging" Daryl grunts, as he raised his crossbow out the walker but i put my hand on it and push it down he looked at me as if i was crazy

"what are you doing" he asked with a glare

"let Tank handle this one" i said, with a cocky smile

Tank looked at me quickly sensing the walker, i just nodded at the dog and then Tank runs towards the direction of the walker. I look to see Daryl watching the dog, slightly tense.