arely escaping the massacre at Terminus, we all stood watching Rick dig through the guns he had buried. Wondering what we were going to do after such an eventful few days. Were we ever going to find a place to call our own or continue to run into these madmen that just want to control or even eat us?
But our thoughts were cut short when our very own saviour had appeared; Carol. She was covered in dirt and possibly blood, but that didn’t bother us one bit. A huge smile crept up over my lips, but only to quickly disappear seeing the man I love run to her. Daryl; the red neck I have followed since the prison. At first, we barely spoke, but every now and then he would speak single words to me or discuss hunting routes. He had rushed past us all, holding Carol tightly as if his life depended upon it. She was the only person he let his emotions be shown too. Of course, we all knew he probably trusted her a little more than most of us.
I was just an outsider found not long after they fought to get the prison. Even though they all had history way before then, I become a part of their family, which I am very glad of. At the prison, I was placed on guard duty with the stoic man; watching his back as he watched mine. I believed and still do that I am just another person to feed, we hardly spoke, like I mentioned; only to brief about our routine. However, as the days went on the others began to pick up on my interest. I wasn’t that surprised when Rick had noticed my long stares at Daryl, almost turning into a school girl whenever he appeared. Soon enough Carol caught on too. She would demand me to help at breakfast. Encouraging me to rant away, spilling all my thoughts about him to her.
Now here I stood, watching them gaining tears in their eyes. After Daryl had let her go, she was then embracing Rick. Shortly after everyone hugged the lady as thanks for what she had done for us; for saving us. I was the last one to crush Carol with my hug. She held me tightly, knowing that I was a little disheartened. I was indeed feeling like a little jealous school girl. But I pushed the thought away as I pulled back to look at her.
“We are all safe thanks to you,” I struggled to say with tears streaming down my cheeks. With a gentle smile upon her lips, she hugged me one more time before she turned to the rest of the group.
“You’re gonna have to come with me,” she spoke before walking off, having everyone to follow, all confused but understanding Carol knew something we didn’t. Wiping my own tears from my eyes and cheeks, I trailed at the back of the group, holding one of the guns gathered from the dirt hold. Although my emotions where running left and right, protecting my family was the number one priority. However, unknown to myself, someone else had the same idea, trailing behind even me.
It was Daryl. I hadn’t noticed at all that his eyes were lingering upon myself. Although feeling them burn into the back of my head was putting me on edge. Before we even all started to move, I did hear a slight hesitation behind me. Did his body want to betray him after watching me hug Carol? Causing him to take an involuntary step forward. But decided against it? Whatever it was I am sure it wasn’t meant for me.
Seconds turned into minutes, minutes into hours, hours into days. We were back to camping under the stars. Each one of us was exhausted, wanted to get everything over an done with. Slowly losing hope for a new place to stay. Half of us didn’t wish to be on the night watch. All craving to be taken into a deep sleep to heal their aching bones. However, Daryl had volunteered. I am pretty sure this man could run on no sleep. I wish I could’ve spoken up to join him, but my voice got caught in my throat. Perhaps losing my chance to get the stoic man to open up to me, although it wasn’t going to bet that he would.
“I’ll sit on watch too,” I heard Carol speak, Daryl giving her a little nod. I must admit, I do hate myself for being so envious. Just wanting to keep the lone wolf to myself. It is such a horrible feeling to have, like a monster sitting on your back to control your thoughts. But I bit my tongue as I watched the pair set up the perimeter before heading to their lookout spot. As my eyes followed the pair, a hand landed on my shoulder. Turning my head only to see Michonne.
“Come on, you can watch the other side with me,” her voice was soft, reassuring my troubled thoughts. I let out a calming sigh, nodding towards the woman. My only guess is that there isn’t a soul here that doesn’t know about my ‘School girl crush’ for the redneck. And to be honest, I am pretty sure even he knows about my feelings. Within seconds Michonne and I managed to set up our side of the watch. Settling down a fair bit away from the camp, and up against a tree.
The hours passed like milliseconds and before long it was morning. I couldn’t stop the little yawn from escaping my lungs as I turned, looking down at Michonne; fast asleep on my shoulder. We agreed I would sleep half the night first then she would until morning. Giggling a touch, I raised a hand tapping the samurai on the top of her head.
“It’s morning, time to move again,” I spoke up watching her raise her head, blinking away the sleep.
“Then let’s get this show on the road,” she chuckled standing up, giving me a helping hand. I don’t understand how she could be so active just from waking up. But it didn’t take us long to get back at the campsite. A comfortable silence echoed throughout the woods as we began to pack away what little we had left. As if built into my system, my eyes kept turning and peeking little glances at Daryl. Fighting every part of my own body to be bold and to just confess my feelings. I settled myself down on a broken log, resting my head upon my hand letting my thoughts escape through my lips.
“Men like women who take control, right?” I questioned myself, thinking I was alone with just my thoughts as they spilled out my lip, unknowing someone was behind me.
“Only most.” Carol piped up with a little chuckle, settling herself beside me. My eyes widened, darting to stare back at her. “I believe he wouldn’t mind it,” she nudged me with her shoulder, giving me a gentle smile and a giggle to join it. I could tell she was trying to lift my spirits and it was working. Bashfully looking down, with a light pink hue heating my cheeks, I fumbled with my fingers in my lap, lowering my voice just a touch, only for her to hear me.
“Maybe when I’m a little bit more confident?” I rested my head on her shoulder. Me and Carol had spent a few moments chatting away the whole conversation had settled my nerves. Once everyone had got their items and all packed up for the travel to anywhere we all set out on high alert. Noting that Daryl had wandered off to collect us some food for the morning and possibly for later.
It was roughing thirty minutes to an hour, we all heard footsteps coming from beside us. Eyes narrowing, guns pointing towards the intruder or possible walker. Before we had the chance to shout out, or attack. The male’s voice piped up.
“We surrender”. It was Daryl. Grinning and holding up roped squirrels. Just the site of this caused everyone to relax allowing a soft chuckle to escape everyone’s lips. I hadn’t noticed his eyes were upon me as my cheeks burned red from giggling. It may have been a short moment, but for the first time, our eyes connected. I instantly went quiet, my cheeks burning for a different reason. It only lasted a second or so, I was the one who looked away first. Clearing my throat, I managed to hide myself within the group. Not wanting anyone else to see what has just happened. ‘It doesn’t mean anything, it doesn’t mean anything,’ I chanted over and over in my head, as we continued our endless journey within the apocalypse.