Shy

Jerk named Daryl Chapter 46

I stare at Daryl's back in shock as he angrily stomps away. He's mean and cold and rude!!! I asked him one simple questions : How are you?, and he goes off on me. Yells at me. Screams at me!!

' How do ya think I am, huh? What do ya think? I'm fine! Fine as a daisy! You know what, just go. Go!! Go do somethin'. Just go away! ' That was only some of the things he yelled. I could write a book with all the rest of his words. Why's he mad at me? What did I do? 

Why does everyone yell at me?! Anger rushes through me. I stomp my heels in the ground and walk away. Fine! He can throw his hissy fit! He can act like a baby. What do I care? He's just another person in the world. He's not my dad or my brother or anyone! He's just Daryl. He can do what he wants, when he wants, and how he wants. He can be a jerk. 

So much for being nice. So much for caring. 

I growl at a cow and storm past it, towards the woods. I'll leave. Yeah. Maybe I'll leave. I don't need nobody. I don't need no one. 

I walk into the woods. I'll be alright. I could survive on my own. Right? Yeah! I can live on my own. I can kill walkers. I can hunt. I've done it before. Before these people. I'd be fine by myself. Then I wouldn't have to feel sad when someone I knew died. I wouldn't know anyone. And no one would care if I died. 

I'd be fine living on my own.