The Walking Dead Survivor

Ch. 6 "Hershel"

                                                      Hayden POV 

Blinding light bike me up the sunlight peeking through the curtains was what woke me up, 

My eyelids slowly flutter open, I look to my left to see Daryl sleeping in a chair, I slowly sit up but only hissed in pain, 

Note to self never jump off of a cliff, 

"How are you feeling?" A voice said 

I looked in the direction, it was an older man, 

"As good a to be expected from jumping off of a cliff," I said sitting up slowly I winced 

The man chuckled, 

"Hershel Greene," He said holding out his hand, 

"Hayden," I said taking it, 

"It's nice to meet you just wish it was under better circumstances," He said 

"Ah, it could always be worse right?" I said 

He chuckled 

"Right," He said 

"I'm going to check some of your injuries alright," He said 

I nodded, 

He lifted my shirt which also revealed some of my scars, he pulled back the giant gauze pad, 

It was a big cut, but it looks like he stitched it shut, 

"No signs of infection," He said 

I nodded 

He unraveled the gauze around my head, 

"The swelling seems to be going down," He said touching the back of my head, 

"Yeah, I think once I was in the river the back of my head hit something," I said 

"The way I hear it, that was a very brave thing you did saving that little girl," He said 

"Little girl she's a year younger than me," I said chuckling 

"Still," He said 

"I just did what most people would do," I said 

"Why do you say most?" He said 

"Because not many people risk sticking their neck out for others" I said 

"I'm guessing you have experience with that," He asked as he re wrapped my injuries 

"Something like that," I said sadly looking out the window, 

"Well everything is looking nice and good no signs of infection," He said 

"Does that mean I can get out of this bed?" I asked 

"No, you still have cracks and fractures," He said chuckling, 

I looked at Daryl, 

"He's been here all night, hasn't left your side," He said 

I looked a little taken back, 

"You seem surprised," He said chuckling 

"Very," I said 

"Why?" He asked 

"Not many people in my life before any of this gave a damn about me, then I met Daryl and things changed," I said softly 

I looked at Hershel, 

"Thank you for patching me up," I said 

"Anytime, get some rest," He said walking out, 

I looked at Daryl, 

Why hasn't he given up on me yet, I am a teenager with anger issues, and I do impulsive things, 

I pulled up my shirt looking at all the cuts and bruises, I pulled it back down, 

Suddenly I hear a groan, 

I see Daryl open his eyes, 

"About time you wake up I was starting to get bored," I said 

"What's the matter Darlin not a fan of silence," He said 

I smirked