Shy

Daryl Chapter 36

" No!! No!!! " Rick yells. My fears are confirmed. It was Daryl. 

Daryl's dead? Is he dead?! I start crying. The pain in my wrist is gone and filled with the pain in my heart. 

" What on earth's going on out here?! " Hershel yells as he and his family run outside.

" Is she hurt? " Patricia asks taking me from Dale. 

" Hurt wrist. " Dale turns away and runs towards everyone on the field with Andrea. 

Tears blind me. Patricia carries me inside with Beth. " Hey, hey. It's gonna be alright. It's gonna be alright sweetie. Your daddy's gonna be just fine. My daddy's fixin' him up. " Beth says trying to hush me. I shake my head and cry out in pain as Patricia touches my wrist. 

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" Sprained wrist. It should be fine in a few days. You need to be careful though, or it'll get worse. " Patricia says as she finishes wrapping up my wrist. I sniffle and bury my head into Beth's shoulder as she comforts me. " Alright. I'm done. " 

" How about we go get you a cookie? Hm? Then we can go check up on your daddy. " Beth says softly as she looks at me. 

" He's not my daddy. " I say sighing. It's a simple mistake. 

" What? Oh. I'm sorry. I just thought...." Beth apologizes. 

" It's okay. " I send her a small smile. 

" Where is your daddy? And your mama? Is you don't mind me askin'. " 

" I have no idea. I was an orphan before all of this. I don't have any family. " 

" Oh. " Beth's smile fades. " I'm sorry. " 

I shrug. " It's fine. " I stand up and wipe away a drop of sweat. 

" Why don't we go get some cookies? " 

" Yeah! " 

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I walk with Carol towards Daryl's room. I haven't seen him all day. She carries the tray as I follow behind her. " I'm gonna go use the bathroom. " I say turning towards the restroom. 

I quickly use the restroom as Carol walks out. She smiles at me and walks back down the stairs. I nervously walk towards the door, looking at my wrist. Is he gonna yell? I didn't listen. I didn't think he'd find out about the fence. 

But then again, I didn't think I'd get a sprained wrist either. 

I sigh. Might as well get this over with now. Or, should I wait until tomorrow? No. Yes? No. I'll go in now. I gotta be a big girl. Not some kid. A big girl. 

I open the door with my not hurt wrist and I spot a large figure on the bed. Blankets cover him. His head is covered with some white gaze stuff. " Who is it? " His rough voice asks. 

" Me. " I say softly, looking down at my feet. He turns his head and looks over his shoulder. 

" Jesse? " He looks at my wrist. " What the heck happened to yer wrist?! " He asks sitting up. 

I jump and shrink down at bit at his loud voice. " F-fence. " I say looking at my feet. 

He sighs and rubs his head. " Gosh. Sorry. I didn't mean ta raise ma voice. " He shakes his head a bit. " What were you doin' on the fence? I thought I told ya to stay away from it? " 

" S-sorry. I, I was bored. I was sitting on the wood and, and Andrea yells ' Walker '. She scared me and I fell. It won't happen again. I promise. It won't happen again. " 

" It better not Jessica. Or I swear. " He says seriously. " That wasn't safe. Yer lucky it was just a sprained wrist. " 

" Sorry. " 

" Alright. No need to apologize thirty times. " 

" Sorry. " I slap a hand over my mouth. " Sorry. " I sigh. 

Daryl chuckles and rolls his eyes. " Yer the only kid I know that apologizes all the time. " 

I shrug. 

" Well, did ya eat? " I nod. " Good. Now, yer gonna have ta get to bed soon. Ya wanna sleep in here or with the Grimes'? " 

" Here. " I say quickly. There's no way I'm sleeping by Lori. She could smother me in my sleep and say I died in my sleep. 

" Alright. Well, go get ready for bed. I ain't stayin' up late and once the light's off, it's off. " 

I nod and smile a bit. I hurry to brush my teeth and change my clothes.