"Daryl wait let me go with you!" I said running up to him. He was heading towards the shed, to get some answers from that kid Randle.
"No kid. Don't want any kid near him, especially you," he said still walking to the shed, but he walks so fast that I have to speed walk to catch up with him.
"But why?" I asked.
"Cause he could be dangerous, and I don't want him touchin' you or he'll lose a hand or his life," Daryl said. It's nice to know he is like my real dad and trying to protect me.
"Fine," I said stopping at the shed gate way, and he walked in. I saw an opening in the back, so I ran around the back, and opened and shut the back doors carefully. I climbed up to the top, and hid so they couldn't see me.
I watched Daryl move back and fourth, and then walk up to Randle and punch him in the face. Randle fell to floor, and started to cry a little. Daryl repeatedly punch Randle, so he couldn't get up from the ground.
"I told you–"
"You told me shit!" Daryl yelled, and punched him harder. Daryl's been in here before?
"I-I barely knew those guys!" Randle said in pain. "I met 'em on the road!" Daryl didn't listen and he punched him again.
"How many in your group?" he asked. Randle didn't answer, all he did was pant. Daryl took out his knife, and held a tight grip on it. My eyes widened, and Randle started talking real fast.
"No, no, no, no, no, no! Please! Please I'll–I'll tell you, just, please!" he said out of breath. Daryl didn't listen, and he stabbed the knife into the duck tape on Randle's scab from the fence, that will surely become a scar.
"How many!" Daryl yelled losing his patients.
"30! 30! 30 guys!" Randle yelped in pain.
"Where!" Daryl yelled.
"Uh…" Daryl ripped off the duck tape, and Randle screamed in pain. "I don't know I swear! We where at one place a night!"
"Scouting? Planing on staying local!" Daryl asked as he stabbed the knife into Randle's scab.
"No! I don't know they left me behind!"
"Ever pick a scab?" Daryl asked mockingly. What the hell? Is this why he didn't want me coming with him?
"No! Come on man I'm trying to cooperate!"
"Ya start real slow at first," Daryl said, sticking the knife deeper into the scab.
"No!" Randle refused.
"You know, then you just rip it right off," Daryl said cutting down the scab.
"They got weapons! Automatics, but I swear I didn't do anything!" Randle screamed.
"You shot at my boys! You shot at my daughter and put glass through her arm! And tried to take this farm!" Daryl yelled. So he does think of me as a daughter?
"So you just went for the ride? Your telling me your innocent!" Daryl asked.
"YES!" Randle shouted. "The–These people, they took me in! Not just them but, men and women! Even kids, just like your people. One day, we went out scavenging. We came across this small group. A-A man and his two daughters ya know. Young, and real cute," Daryl glared at Randle.
"But their daddy had to watch as these guys – they – and they didnt even kill him afterward. Just made him watch. And his daughters, they just left them there. But-But I didn't touch those girls, I swear I–" Daryl cut him off by kicking him in the side, then kneeled beside him and whispered loudly,
"And that's another thing, if we decide to let you stay, I want you nowhere near the kids. Especially my daughter. She's 11, and she ain't goin' anywhere near you."
"Come on man please? I'm not like that. I ain't like that," Randle cried.
"Not takin' any chances," Daryl kept kicking him and kicking him over and over again. Was he doing this for me and the group? Or was he doing this for himself?
Next thing I knew, Daryl was getting up and walking out of the shed. I shot right up, and ran out the back doors. I ran as fast as I could. I ran through the field, and past the trucks. I looked behind me and I know already past by Daryl, but I wasn't watching were I was going.
"Woah!" I yelled along with the other two people I crashed into. I looked to the side and it was Ally, and the person who landed on top of me was Carl.
He and I just looked at each other for a second and we both blushed and smiled, "Sorry," we both said at the same time and smiled.
"Yeah, yeah, you love each other and are happy, now can you guys get off me!" Ally shouted. Carl quickly got off me, and helped me up, then I helped Ally up. We dusted ourselves off, and I asked,
"Off training. I was about to go see him and Carl was going to go find you," Ally said.
"I just came back from seeing Daryl at his little site and was about to see Beth so you caught me in the right time," I lied.
"Ok well you two love birds have a grate time!" Ally called walking away to go see Riker. Carl rolled his eyes and I smiled.
"Let's go find Shane!" he said happily and grabbed my wrist.
"Why?" I asked slowing him down.
"Cause you know that guy in the shed?" he asked.
"Cause I'm going to see if I can see him and maybe talk him into our side," he said. Is he crazy? Carl grabbed my wrist again and pulled me towards the shed.
"Hey Shane!" Carl called leading me to him. "Where are you going?"
"To deal with the kid," Shane answered.
"So he's just a kid?" Carl asked letting go of my wrist. "How old is he?"
"It's just a figure of speech," Shane said.
"He looks about 16 or 17," I say.
"Can we see him?" Carl asked.
"No," Shane said firmly. He kept walking towards the shed with us on his sides. "This is grown-up stuff. I don't want you worried about it let us handle it."
"I thought you said at the camp that you would treat me like an adult?" I asked.
"I didn't know what I was dealing with back then," Shane said and he walked away.
"Can you believe him?" Carl asked.
"Wait! I went in there when dad went in! I'll show you the secret way in!" I said excited running towards the back of the shed.
"Dad?" Carl asked before taking off. He ran up to me, and met me at the back of the shed.
"Ok see this latch? There's one on the inside, and the outside. I went in here this morning when Daryl went in," I explained.
"Is that who you called 'dad'?" Carl asked.
"I called him dad? Huh, must have not noticed," I said opening the latch, and slowly walking in with Carl following behind me. I quietly shut it, and I pointed to the ladder in front of us.
"Climb up there," I whispered. Carl and I climbed up, and were sitting on the ledge. Randle started looking around, and then he spotted Carl and I. He smiled and said,
"Hey. That's a sweet hat. And that's a nice headband. I'm Randle. What your names? You with headband, is yours Sarah? Sunny?" he asked. Carl and I didn't answer.
"Is your dad the sherif guy? I like him. You got your moms out here with you? Your lucky you guys have your family. I lost mine. And what ever they're telling you about me, I swear it's not true! I didn't do nothing."
Carl and I walked down the railing remaining silent. I stood in front of Randle and showed him the stitch from the glass.
"Did you do this?" I asked quietly.
"Oh I see. Your the tuff ones daughter right? He'll protect you. Don't you worry. Hey, I-I'm sorry, that wasn't me who shot the glass," Randle said. "Hey, my camp has lots of supplies. How about you two come with me, and I'll take you and your people back to my camp. We'll help you and keep you safe. You just gotta get me out of here ok?"
Carl was walking towards him ready to set him free. We have no right to keep him hostage. He shouldn't be killed when he didn't want to do any of those things his friends did. And we have no need to beat him shitless.
"Come on please?" Randle said trying to throw himself at us. Carl and I backed up, and Shane came rushing in.
"Carl? AJ? What the hell you doin' in here? What did you say to them?" Shane asked Randle. He didnt answer.
"Hey I will shoot you what did you say to them!" Shane said pinning Randle against the wall and putting a gun to his face. He started screaming at him, and Andrea had to break them up. Shane pushed Carl and I outside, and we got pushed so hard we almost tripped over each other.
"What the hell were you two doing in there?"
"Please don't tell my parents," Carl begged.
"Or my mom or Daryl," I said scared out of my mind. If mom knew, she'd keep me in sight at all times. If Daryl knew, I'd be dead.
"Carl and AJ you could've got hurt in there–"
"We can handle ourselves!" I told Shane.
"Let me tell you something, you do not go near him again do you hear me?" Shane said.
"Your not my dad!" I yelled.
"I don't care if I'm some bum living on the street, don't go near him!" Shane shouted. "Carl man–"
"Your gonna tell my parents won't you?" Carl said.
"Carl man, this–he's trying to make you feel sorry for him, he's waiting for you to get your guard down then, bam, he's got you," Shane said. "Now you two go and find your ma. And AJ and Carl, stop trying to get killed will ya?"
I rolled my eyes and we started to walk away.
"Whats his deal?" Carl yelled when we were in the empty field.
"I don't know…" I said.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"Did you see the way he grabbed at us–me? Daryl warned him. And if Daryl finds out, I'm dead, and so's that kid," I said.
"But, Daryl doesn't want to be with us anymore. He says we don't need him," Carl said.
"But we do," I said sitting down. Carl was playing with the metal part of a pencil on the ground. The wind blew back my purple plaid button up shirt, and my hair.
"It's starting to get cold," Carl said.
"It's fall, close to winter. At the end of November, it starts to get cold," I told him.
"Do you think we'll be alright during the winter?" he asked.
"I hope so. Besides, we'll be here so we don't need to worry. And walkers, they'll probably be slower," I said.
"We can only hope," he said. Lori walked over, and and stopped beside us. Carl shared a frighting look with me, thinking Shane told her already.
"Carl baby, where's your daddy?" she asked babying him as usual.
"At the barn," he said and started playing with the eraser again. Lori walked away, and went looking for Rick.
"He's gonna tell her I know it," Carl said starting to walk away.
"Wait, where are you going?" I said getting up from the ground and followed close behind him.
"I'm going to go see Sophia," he said. For a second, I didn't know what he meant. I thought we where still looking for Sophia for a second, but then remembered that she was dead.
"Oh…do you want me to come?" I asked. Maybe he wants me to stop following him around and getting him into trouble.
"No it's ok. I want you with me," he said.
"Oh…ok," I said. We passed the barn where Lori and Rick where working, walked over to Sophia's grave and sat there for a while. I kept thinking about what life would be like if this never happened. I heard footsteps and looked back to see my mom walking towards us.
"You know we'll see Sophia again in heaven," she said trying to cheer us up. "She's in a better place." I smiled thinking how happy she is right now.
"No she's no," Carl said getting up. I looked up at him, with my smile disappearing.
"Heaven is just another lie! And if you believe it, you're an idiot!" Carl said walking away.
Tears started to come out of my eyes. How could he say something like that? Why would he say something like that? My mom walked over to me and I got up and walked to the house with her where she spotted Rick and Lori.
"You need to control that boy!" mom shouted to them.
"Carl?" Lori asked.
"What happened?" Rick added.
"He's disrespectful. Said something cruel about Sophia," mom said angrily.
"We'll figure it out it's ok–"
"It's not ok!" I cut Lori off.
"I'll have a talk with him," Rick said calmly and started to walk away towards Carl.
"See? We'll figure it out if you would just calm down–"
"Don't tell me to calm down! I don't need you to patronize me. Everyone but my daughter either avoids me, or they treat me like I'm crazy. I lost one of my daughters I didn't lose my mind!" mom said walking off leaving me with Lori.
"Come hun, lets go inside," she said pulling me into a hug, and we both walked back to the house.
I haven't seen Carl yet, but I don't want to at all. He's being a jerk right now and I don't feel like dealing with it. Glenn walked into the Greene's house and walked into the bedroom where Hershel and Beth where. Hershel and Glenn walked out, and I went into the kitchen to give them privacy. And because I wanted to be alone.
When they where done with there conversation, Glenn walked into the kitchen, and sat beside me on the floor. He had a pocket watch with him. Like an old fashion watch.
"You know there's seats in here right?" he laughed quietly.
"Yeah. I was just to lazy to sit on one," I joked.
"Whats that for?" I asked.
"It's a gift from Hershel. He gave it to me saying it's ok for me to go out with Maggie," Glenn explained holding it up.
"Oh cool…" I said.
"Whats got you down?" he asked.
"It's nothing don't worry about it," I said. "Glenn, what happened to your family?" I asked suddenly getting curious.
"What do you mean?"
"Like, what were they like and how come your not with them," I explained.
"Well, I don't even know. I moved here by myself. They're in Michigan. Like I said before I have like, 3 older sisters and my mom. That's it really," he said.
"Oh…well you know how mine is like…" I said.
"Yeah. I'm still sorry. I know it's tuff for all of us, but it's mostly hard on you and your mom," he said.
"Yeah it is. But she's in heaven…right?" I asked.
"Yeah she is," Glenn said.
When Rick called the group in for a gathering, I had to stay with Jimmy, Beth and Carl. While Jimmy was on the side of Beth and Carl was sitting down near her, I kept my distance from everyone by sitting farther away.
"AJ are you alright?" Jimmy asked. I think that's the only time he really talked to me.
"I'm fine. Thanks for asking," I said not meeting his eyes. It was really quiet until Carl started talking.
"What do you think they're talking about?" he asked.
"Obviously Randal," I said coldly. I was in a room of people I don't like, or I'm mad at. I hate this.
"Can I talk to you?" Carl asked.
"No," I said. "and where would we go we need to stay with Jimmy and Beth?" I said again. He got up and knelt down beside me.
"Look, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to say anything I didn't know I would hurt you I didn't want to. It just came out. I'm sorry," he said quietly.
"It's fine. Just think of what you say before you say it," I said. Carl smiled.
"I will," he said.
The adults where finally done arguing about what to do with Randell and we where allowed to come out.
"So are you guys going to kill him?" I asked Dale when Carl and I found him. Dale was the one who was most against killing him.
"Yeah. Not even going to give the poor boy a chance," Dale said. Carl walked off when he found his dad, Shane and Daryl with Randall, while I stayed with Dale.
"You know I'm against killing him too," I said as we walked through the fields.
"They just don't get it. If we kill him, it changes us. But I should be talking to you about this. Your mother wouldn't want me to," he said.
"Yeah I know. I just wanted to let you know that," I said again.
We passed the walkers dead, burnt bodies, to see a cow that's stomach was already torn apart by a walker. Dale and I watched the cow in awe, while Dale gripped onto his gun. Dale and I turned around to come face to face with a walker. It tackled onto Dale, and his gun dropped under him, and I didn't have mine with me.
"Dale!" I screamed as the walker did it's best to drive it's self into Dale. He kept screaming and I felt so useless. I tried to grab the gun underneath him, but it was to late. It already ripped Dale open.
"Dale!" I heard Andrea scream. I looked up to see Daryl and Andrea. I got the gun underneath Dale and I hit the walker off Dale. I had tears running down my face in the process. Dale kept screaming in pain and the walker got back up, springing its self on me.
"Help! Daryl! DADDY!" I screamed not even realizing I was calling Daryl dad. Daryl ran over to me, and pushed the walker off and stabbing it.
"Did it get you?" he asked.
"No," I said crying. We both ran over to Dale and my stomach started turning. I knelt down beside him and looked away.
"Help over here!" Daryl yelled. I looked up and saw the whole group coming over.
"Come on! Run!" Daryl yelled again.
"Dale…" I said looked down at him. He looked up at me and smiled. He actuallysmiled at me.
"I'll be ok," he said softly. I started crying harder and Dale put his hand on my shoulder, but then put it down when everyone arrived.
"Oh my god…oh my god," Shane said putting his hands on his head. Andrea dropped her flashlight and her and Rick knelt down beside me, but my mom lifted me up.
"Are you ok?" she asked with her voice breaking.
"No," I cried. I wasn't bit or scratched but I'm not ok with seeing what I just did. My mom hugged me, and didn't make me watch, but I did.
Carl started to cry when he came over and he did the same as me but with Lori.
"It's alright Dale you'll be ok," Andrea said.
"Someone get Hershel! He needs blood!" Rick shouted. Dale kept painting and moaning.
"What happened!" Hershel said when Glenn brought him.
"Can we move him?" Rick asked.
"He won't make the trip," Hershel said.
"Dale," Andrea moaned.
"Then we'll so it here! Glenn get back to the house–"
"Rick!" Hershel said shaking his head.
"NO!" Rick yelled. Lori was on the ground with Carl sobbing, while Andrea was crazily crying, and Glenn was trying not to cry along with T-Dog. I cried and cried too. Rick took out his gun, to put Dale out of his misery.
"He's suffering," Andrea said. Dale looked at Andrea in shock.
"Do something!" mom said. Rick pointed the gun to Dale's head, and Andrea moved away.
"Oh god," she said. Rick stared at Dale, unable to pull the trigger. Daryl took Rick's gun, and pointed it at Dale. Andrea put her head down, and sobbed. I looked away, and hid my face in my mom's arms.
"It's ok. It's ok," she soothed. I just kept crying.
"Sorry brother," is what I heard Daryl say, and he put Dale out of his misery. Just like that. It was all over.
Ok sorry for the long update I've been stuck with chores and everything. So thank god that we have the walking dead marathon cause now I can record the beginning of season 3. Ok thanks for the reviews and leave more please! Thanks for reading!