Emma's P.O.V
A couple of leaves crunched, probably a walker, I wasn't gonna take out my knife. I didn't care anymore. I don't really have any fight left in me, or a will to live. I started crying more, I've never actually admitted to myself that I had these thoughts. They've been there for a while though. Ashamed of how much I was crying I planted my face in my hands trying to hide. I felt the presence of someone but didn't want to look up, if a walker is gonna get me I don't want to see it. Someone sat down next to me and hugged me, that's when I knew it wasn't a walker. Glenn was back. I started crying even more. I've never actually had someone comfort me when I was crying. My mom would just kick me full force in the stomach and "give me something to cry about" as she always said. I confessed everything to Glenn about my dad, about my mom, and about the fact that I didn't have a will to live. He looked at me with pity in his eyes. Before all of this most people would give me that same look of pity the only difference was that those people didn't know why they were giving me it they just did. I wasn't upset with the fact that Glenn did because he had a reason and knew the reason to give me that look. I showed Glenn my locket, inside and out. "If you're meant to meet your dad and you just know that you're meant to it will happen. I'm sure of it." Glenn said, "Plus, tomorrow might bring a visitor." He added, I looked at him in confusion but quickly smiled at him gratefully. I hugged him. He deserved it. "Thank you, Glenn." I said. Then we walked back to camp, I kinda hinted at the fact that I don't want Glenn to tell anyone what happened or why I ran off. I hope he got the hint.
~Later|Everyone was grouped around the fire~
Around the fire sat Rick, Lori, Carl, Andrea, Amy, Shane, Glenn, Jim, Dale, Carol, Ed, Sophia, T-Dog, Jacqui, Morales and his family, and some others. Rick and Shane were telling stories from high school. Rick, Carl, and Lori were all explaining how happy they were to have found each other. I just put on a fake smile and tuned mostly everything out. Carl kept glancing at me with that stupid look of pity, could he tell I was faking my smile, I hope not.
~The next morning~
I hadn't slept that much last night. I don't know if I can trust these people yet. I obviously trust Rick and Glenn but when it comes down to it no ones got my back.
Someone screamed at the top of their lungs.
"Mom!!!!" Carl shouted almost instantly afterwards.
Rick and Lori run as fast as they can but I was still faster, I got there and Carl and Sophia had already went running for their mom's. I saw a walker eating out the guts of a deer that had two arrows in its butt. The walker tries to tackle me but instead I take out my knife and throw it at its head with almost perfect accuracy. I turn around to see everyone just looking at me. Shane was glaring and everyone else just seemed amazed. Ed wasn't even paying attention. I glare back at Shane as I hear the leaves rustle. I snatch my knife out of the walker's head and get ready for anything to come at me. A man steps out. I drop my knife. It was my dad, or a man that sure as hell looked like him.
I looked over at Glenn to see him with happiness in his eyes. I think. "That's some good work ya did there kid, these idiots not man enough to deal with a little undead prick." he said indicating it towards me. I smiled in return. "Thank you, who are you anyways?" I asked. "Who wants to know?" I already knew who he was, I just needed to know for sure. My brain kept flopping from one response to another, do I say "Emma Frazier" or "Your Daughter". I realize I was taking a while to answer so I just spit out both.
"Emma Frazier, and I have reason to believe I'm your daughter." I say trying to sound as nice as possible.
"Why don't we give these two some space, it sounds to me like they need to talk." Dale says. Dale was a strange old man but I was extremely grateful for his comment. Everyone proceeded to leave besides my dad and I.
"So, are you Daryl Dixon?" I ask starting off the conversation.
"Yep, who's kid are ya anyhow?" He asked seeming annoyed.
"Tracy Frazier's"
"Tracy, is she still alive?"
"I don't know. I'm terribly sorry but ever since I was eight years old she hasn't been the same old her. I can almost guarantee that she is a total different person than the one you knew."
"Oh... Did she tell you that you were mine?"
"Yes, she told me your name was Daryl Dixon and gave me this locket so I could almost have a family picture." I handed over the locket.
"How old are ya?"
"12 or 13 I'm not really sure anymore. Just so you know, if this is too much to take on right now you don't have to. I'm not gonna hold you accountable for anything considering she never told you. I just felt you should know."
"No that's not what I'm sayin'. I'm thrilled. Come here kid."
We hugged it was kinda awkward. I could tell he wasn't big on emotions, though neither was I.
"We should get back to camp, c'mon let's go." I say. He nods in agreement to what I suggested. "Hey, I don't know if I should call you Dad or Daryl but either way thank you." I said. "You can call whatever's most comfortable for you." He said.
We get to camp and the fact that Merle, his brother, the old man we left on the roof back in Atlanta, wasn't there. "Where's Merle?" Daryl asks. Rick proceeds to explain to him the situation and it's clear that Daryl is starting to get pissed. A ton of other things were said and Shane ends up having him in a choke hold of some sort. I glare at Shane probably with the dirtiest look I've ever given anyone. I start to inch for my knife slowly but Glenn comes up and grabs my hand and pulls me away, "It'd probably be best if Emma didn't see this." Glenn said.
We walked deeper into the forest. On our way over I noticed Carl following us. He's behind a tree or something back a little ways. "Are they gonna hurt him?" Glenn didn't answer me, "They can't, I just met him." I say bursting into tears. "Please Glenn, please you can't let them hurt him." Glenn hugs me. I could feel a panic attack coming on, that's just great. "Look Emma, they aren't gonna hurt him. They're just gonna make sure he calms down a bit before he hurts someone." Glenn says. I can't really say anything because I don't know him as well as they do. They've known him longer. "Hey Glenn you can go back now, I'll be back soon. I just want you to make sure no one has the chance to hurt him." I say.
Glenn nods and runs off.
I fall down to the ground and just lay there. The silence feels nice but my thoughts still haunt me. My thoughts bring up Carl all of a sudden, Carl is still back there behind the tree. Or he left with Glenn. I hear something Walking this way so I get my knife out, blah blah blah, the usual routine. Just as I go to lunge at it I realize that's Carl.
"Since I never got to properly introduce myself, I'm Emma Frazier." I say.
"Carl Grimes." He replies, he holds his hand out for me to shake. So I shake it.
"You heard all of that didn't you?"
"Yes I did, but it's okay. If it were my dad I'd feel that same way."
I smile.
He smiles back.
"I think it's good to go back now." I say. I feel like Carl and I could potentially become really good friends, maybe.
Back at camp I see people packing up the truck that we brought from Atlanta, "Wait, what's happening here?" I ask. "Daryl, are you leaving?" I ask mainly to Daryl. Daryl responds, "Yeah, I gotta go back for Merle. I'll be fine though, I promise." He says. "Okay, but please be careful." I said over exaggerating the 'please'. He nods his head. Glenn, Rick, Daryl, and T-Dog were all going. It scared me they they're going out there. I trust 3 of them completely and as far as TDog he seems pretty trustworthy.
I give them all hugs good bye and tell them each to be safe. I really hope this goes well, but in a world like this... I shouldn't get my hopes up.
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Hey guys, I hope you enjoyed this Chapter. DARYLS FINALLY HERE!!!! I have some really good ideas for this story. I might skip a few minor things due to the fact that I'm excited to write about those things but I'll do my best. Again thank you for taking the time to read my story, each of you are amazing. Don't forget to Vore and Comment.