We had driven back to the farm after shooting practice, and everyone seemed to be in good spirits from everyone doing so well. I wasn't in as bad of a mood as I was when we left, but I definitely wasn't all smiley and giddy like everyone else, and neither was Lori.
Syd handed me back my gun and I slid it back into my shorts, hoping I don't get it taken away again. I saw Lori walk away from Rick with a scared expression on her face and Rick having sadness on his. I walked over to the bench he was kneeling on. "Rick..."
"Hershel wants us off his farm." He paused. "It's not set in stone and I'm trying to talk him out of it, but it's..it's-" He pinched the bridge of his nose.
I wasn't really even shocked at the statement, I mean I could tell Hershel sometimes got annoyed with us, but I knew Rick had put his hope in this place just to be let down, again. "If Hershel does make us leave, then we will deal with it then. I know that where ever we go everyone will do their best to get by and protect the group. I know that you will do your best to protect your family and make sure we all survive." I paused. "Plus, I think you can be a very convincing man."
He nodded, placed a hand on my shoulder and looked into my eyes. "Thank you, Fiona. Thank you for everything. I'm sorry you have had to go through some of the things you did, but you are part of our group, part of our family, so we will all protect you, also."
I nodded at him and tried to flash him a weak smile as I walked away. Damn, these people were making me soft.
Dale started to cook some rabbit meat which I was really happy about because all I've had is squirrel the past week and I was slowly starting to get bored with it. I wouldn't complain about it though, I'm lucky I have food.
Dale handed me a plate and I sat down and ate everything on it in big bites. The sun started to set a little, making the sky become a weird orangey color, the day went by kinda fast. I got back up and Dale put more food on my plate to go take to Daryl.
I walked over to Daryl's tent and saw that his tent door was zipped up so I decided to make my self known just in case he was changing or something. "I would knock, but I don't think that really would work!" I called out.
I heard a few grunts and then him call back. "What do ya want?"
"My bag, I left it in here... and I have food." I said and then waiting for his response.
"Ya can come in." He grunted from inside.
I unzipped the tent and walked in, seeing that he was sitting up on his bed. I handed him his plate and went over to my bag. I took my phone out and turned it off, not wanting to deal with it right now, then put it back in and closed up my bag. I felt him eyeing me so I turned around to face him. "What!?" I asked in an annoyed voice.
"Ya little freak out earlier, what was that all about?" He asked not looking up from his plate.
"Nothin." I said, not really wanting to discuss my melt downs with him.
"Seem to be havin a lot of those lately." He mumbled.
That made the anger rise in my veins. "Do you want me to say sorry, Daryl?! Because I sure as hell am not!"
He looked up from his plate. "I'm saying that it obviously isn't nothin! Do ya got some kind of fuckin problem!?" He said standing up. He gets pissed of just as easily as I do... even talking to him with a bad tone will make him angry.
"I don't need this right now! I was in a fine mood until I came in here do bring ya your damn food! I'm not your bitch!... Get it your fucking self next time." And with that I walked out of his tent, not bothering to zip it back up for him. I heard him throw something in anger and then grunt at the pain it caused him. Maybe I over reacted? Was he just trying to look out for me? Even if he was he can do it without pissing me off so damn much.
I threw my bag into mine and Syd's tent and then saw Glenn coming out of Lori's tent and her sitting up staring at something. I didn't really notice that I was walking over to her until she looked up at me with sad eyes and tried to hide what she was looking at, but I manage to see what it was... Abortion pills.
I sighed deeply and walked inside her tent. She was sitting down at a little makeshift table, so I knelt down and looked up at her. "I know you're pregnant Lori. And I know those are abortion pills." Her eyes went wide. "Please. You can't tell Rick. You can't-"
"I'm not going to tell Rick." I said cutting off her babbling. "That's your job." She relaxed a little and sat back in her seat, debating her options.
"I know what you're thinking." I said, causing her to look down at me. "You're debating weather or not to bring the child into this world." I paused. "I didn't have that choice." She raised a very confused eyebrow at me.
I leaned back and lifted up my shirt, showing the bandaged cut, making her eyes go wide in realization. "What I'm sayin is that I know you really don't want to bring a child into this cruel world and that it wouldn't be fair to the baby. But, I didn't have the choice and I can tell you that the fact that I lost it has caused me unbelievable pain. This is your choice and I believe that what ever you choose, you are doing it because of the love you have for this baby." I looked at her, then stood up and started to walk away, but was stopped by her calling out my name.
I turned around to see that she had stood up and had more tears welled in her eyes. She walked over and put her arms around me, embracing me in a tight hug. A week ago I would have never thought that I would be comforting Lori, or she would be comforting me, but here we are... These people are making me a big softy.
I hesitated, but gave in and hugged her back. After a little bit we both broke away and she looked at me with her teary eyes, them saying everything for her. I gave her a weak smile and left her tent, heading over to mine. The sun hadn't completely set yet, but I was tired as hell.
I slipped off my boots and changed into my comfy shorts, then laid down on my makeshift bed. I realized that I was still wearing Daryl's shirt, but I kept it on. It was really comfortable and the smell of him lingered on it, which surprisingly made me feel safer, but not really... It wasn't the same.
I hope he wouldn't mind that I kind of stole his shirt, but then again I didn't really care.
My body was completely ready to fall asleep, but my mind wasn't, it was still on overdrive. I was thinking about Daryl, Sophia, Syd, the group, if they really think I'm family like Rick said, and if we are going to get kicked out. My thoughts were all scrambled and tangled between each other, but I snapped out of it when I heard talking outside my tent.
"Why do you keep nagging her on like that?!" It sounded like Syd's voice, but who was she talking to?
"Ain't none of ya damn business." I heard the familiar raspy voice of Daryl say.
"It is my damn business! She's my sister! And I don't know if ya can't tell, but she's on edge all the time.. She's not doin too great and your stupid attitude is going to push her over that edge!" I heard Syd yell at him.
Daryl started to snap something back at her, but she cut him off. "Shut up and let me finish!" She paused and Daryl said nothing. "Now she cares about you and I know you fucking care about her, so can you please just cut all your bowl shit out and realize what is goin on around you! For gods sake!"
I didn't hear anything after that for a while, but a bunch of footsteps and the tent zipper unzipping. I watched as Syd stepped inside and took off her shoes. She caught my gaze and realized I was awake. I slid over on my little bed and patted the spot next to me.
