The redneck has feelings? (daryl dixon love story)

Chapter 48

Ricks pov

i drove as fast as I could back to the prison. Taking glances in the back to where Maggie and kayla were.

"how is she?" I gritted.

maggie looked up and met my eyes looking back at her in the mirror,"she's not gonna make it much longer."

no. I'm not losing her a second time. I put the pedal to the floor and drove as fast as I could back to the prison. Glenn and the others were behind us. We finally made it back to the prison, i honked the horn like a mad man for someone to let us in. Finally Carl did. I drove as fast as I could up the driveway that the door was at. Maggie hopped out,

"I'm gonna get daddy!"

she ran into the prison and I jumped out of the car and ran to the back seat door. I opened it and scooped kayla in my arms. She was as light as a feather. I tried not to cry but I felt my eyes get glossy. Carl ran up to me,

"dad what's....is that kayla!" He cried.

i ignored him and ran in the prison with him behind us.

"Herschel!" I yelled.

He popped his head out of a cell he had prepared," bring her in here!"

I ran to where he was and carl did to. I lay her down on the cot.

"what happened to her?" Carl was in tears.

"I'm gonna need room. Carl, Rick you should go" Herschel started to say.

"no I'm staying here! I wasn't there for Lori and I lost her, I'm not leaving her." I protested.

Herschel looked at me and saw how serious I was and nodded.

"Carl go." I yelled.

"but dad!" He protested.

"Carl! Now! I'll come get you when we are done!" I yelled.

he looked betrayed and hurt but ran out of the room. I didn't mean to yell like that, but I was more concerned for her at the moment. Herschel removed merles shirt to reveal her. I starred at the limp body of kayla. She was just in her underwear and bra,was completely cut up, and had bruises everywhere.

"Rick I'm gonna need you to hold her legs down. I'm gonna have to do some stitches and I need you to hold her down if she wakes up." Herschel said.

I quickly nodded and went down to her legs and held them down. Her legs were skin and bone, I honestly felt like I was holding a skeleton. I was getting angry. I want to know wat happened to her. Hershall finished her stitches and she didn't budge once.

"Done" he sighed, wiping sweat from his forehead.

"She going to live?" I asked scared of the answer.

"only time will tell." He sighed.

I looked to him and then over body to see all her wounds. My eyes stopped when I saw dark bruises In between her legs. They looked like hand marks. Anger enraged within me. I starred at the bruises,

"hershall what are those" I gritted through my teeth.

He looked down to where i was looking. the color from his face drained. I started shaking with anger,

"those bruises? How did she get those?" I gritted pointing to in between her legs.

He said nothing.

"Hershall."I demanded.

"Rick. Don't " he said.

"Hershall dammit!" I yelled.

"She's been raped Rick." He sighed.

Tears filled my eyes again I was pissed. I punched the wall as hard as I could and even made hershall jump.

"Daryl was right and I didn't even listen." I gritted.

"No way you could've known." Hershall whispered.

I didn't even acknowledge him, I just looked at kayla. Fighting for her life. I was fuming