The redneck has feelings? (daryl dixon love story)

Chapter 40

A few hours later

groaning from both the undead and from carol was all I heard. We had been in this dark closet for hours, maybe even a day. Carol was hurt. I tried to stay brave, but I just couldn't. T- dog sacrificed himself for us. I didn't know if daryl was ok. Did carl, maggie, and lori make it somewhere safe? were they even looking for us? I pulled my knees up to my chest and hid my face in my knees. I was thankful it was dark so carol couldn't see my tears. I always had to appear strong for her, especially in situations like this. A few more hours passed and the growling of the walkers were gone. All I now heard was carol whimpering. This was my chance. I know I couldn't get her back safely by myself. I bent down to her,

"carol I'm going to go get help."

"no it's dangerous out there." She whispered back.

"you're hurt, I gotta get you out of here." I whispered.

"you've risked your life for me once already, I can't let you again." She protested.

"it's what we do. We're family" I smiled.

she smiled back.

"I'll be right back with some help." I whispered and she nodded.

i quietly slipped out of our closet seeing no walkers. I looked for anything familiar and of course nothing. I had no idea where I was. I began walking back the way we came. Wrong decision. A group about twice the size of before noticed me. My hearT started pounding and I was in utter terror. I ran and they came after me. I wasn't fast enough though. I pulled out my gun and was going to shoot them, but it just clicked. Shit! I forgot I was out of bullets! They were getting closer so I just dropped my gun and ran. I started going into doors, not knowing where they lead. Sure that was a dumb idea, but at this moment I didn't care. I refused to turn around and look at the oncoming group of the undead, but there growling was loud so I knew they were growing closer. I finally made it to another door and found myself outside. I looked arou d for any sign of the group, but I was on the complete other side of the prison. Dammit! I watched as the herd came closer. I needed to get them out of here so it would be safe to get carol. I looked around quickly and saw a hole in the fence. I could lead them to the Forrest. I quickly ran to the woods and they followed. I was far enough ahead so I ran up a tree and watched as they continued on. I smirked at myself. Ha! Dumbasses. I slid down the tree once I was sure it was safe. i grabbed my locket and opened it, looking down at my once happy family. They would be proud. I looked back to the prison and was about to head back when I heard a twig snap. I quickly turned and froze,dropping my locket to the ground. my whole body began to shake and I was trying so hard to fight back my tears. I kept shaking my head hoping somehow this was just a horrible nightmare. He looked at me with pure evil in his eyes and evily laughed,

"miss me?"

i just stared fearful at the man that haunted my dreams before I blacked out......jack

Daryls pov

We started a group to go down and look for the 3 missing. I swear kayla ya better be alive! We got deeper into the cells. Not one walker. Where they all get off to? I was up front with Carl, boy had to shoot his mom. Hell I lost my mom when I was young too. This'll be even harder if kayla is still missing. Losing both of the most important women in his life. I had to find her, not only for me, but for him. We turned down a hall when something caught my attention. Carols bandana. I bent down and picked it up. I really looked at the room for the first time. There was blood everywhere. This worried me. I was jumped out of my thoughts when Carl yelled,

"walker!"

i quickly aimed my crossbow, but the boy shot it before I could fire it. I looked at him and nodded in approval. I looked back down at the walker. He seemed familiar. I took a closer look. Shit. It was him. It was T. Things weren't looking good. I started getting way more nervous. If T was dead, was kayla too? No she couldn't be. I pushed those thoughts away and we continued on. We started walking further down the hall when I noticed a closet half way open. Out of curiosity, I opened it. I aimed at what I thought was a walker, only to find out it was carol. Relief flew over me. She was alive.

"Thank god." She cried.

i bent down and picked her up taking her out of the room. We quickly ran back and I set her in her cell while Carl ran and grabbed Herschel. Carol was all smiles. So relieved to be back. Where was my girl though? Herschel checked her over and everyone welcomed her back. She looked around the group looking for someone. I kept my distance, I literally felt empty. My heart dropped when she asked,

"where's kayla? I want to thank her."

Rick took a big gulp and fought back tears," she never came back."

"what happened" I asked eager.

"I hurt my ankle and couldn't move. She said she was going to go get help. I tried to stop her daryl I really did.she had no weapon. I thought she made it back when you came and found me." She said with apologetic eyes.

i let myself began to sweat. I know what that meant. Only my girl would be dumb enough to go out into the open without a weapon. She wasn't coming back.

rick sighed," we'll get the shovels. Have a funeral."

"she's dead?" Carl choked on a sob.

i stormed off I didn't want to hear anymore. No way! No fucking way! I promised her I'd protect her! She promised she'd be safe! I just lost the only thing I ever cared for. I ran up to our perch, I could barely see with all the tears in my eyes. Dixon's normally don't cry, but I just hit my breaking point. My whole shitty life, Merle missing, and now I've lost the only good thing to ever happen to me. I punched a wall and just screamed. It's all I could think of doing.

"You promised!" I cursed her.

After the funeral I have talked to no one. I walked back up to the perch, laying on my bed. I looked to the empty mattress next to me and tear began to fall again.

"Shit!" I grunted, wiping the tears away.

I sat up and noticed her bag sitting across the room. I walked over to it and pulled out one of her shirts. I walked back up to my cot and layed down holding onto her shirt. It smelled like her. I tried to sleep but couldn't.