XXVIII

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ISABELLÁ

The cold crisp air stung against my skin as I loaded myself ready with weapons to kill the Governor. The whole group was moving quickly around me, we needed to move quick or the element of surprise would be gone and we would be fucked.

"Here" Beth said handing me a leather jacket. "I'll clean Daryl's poncho while you're gone" she said giving me a small smile.

"T-Thanks Beth" I croaked taking the jacket off her. My throat scratched every time I spoke, something was definitely crushed from that asshole.

I put the jacket on wrapping it tight around my body. I took my hair down trying my best to pull all of guts and blood out of it before tossing it back and scraping it into a high pony tail. As I did so, I looked up to see Daryl limping around getting himself ready to go to go to Woodbury.
Not a chance.

"Are you joking me?" I whispered annoyed.

"What?" He grumbled.

"You ain't going Daryl" I said raising my brow.

"You ain't gonna stop me" He said raising his voice a little.

"Daryl-" I said struggling to speak.

"Nah. I ain't nobody bitch. Who are you to tell me what to do?" he yelled drawing the attention of the rest of the group.
He was the most confusing man I had ever met. One minute he's kissing me the next he's yelling at me. This only annoyed me. I did nothing to deserve this.

I winced as he continued to shout, "I'm goin' out and ya ain't stopping me!"
Hm, is that what you think?

I stepped forward quickly placing one leg behind his kicking it up so that he was balancing on his weak leg before pushing him down to the floor. I followed him down crouching next to his ear, "don't be an ass" I whispered.
He looked back up at me with defeat in his eyes.

Everyone was looking at me once again. I smiled innocently before looking to Hershel.

"H-he got shot in his leg" I croaked, barely making a noise. This caused the group to exchange a few confused looks. I cleared my throat before continuing, "he needs stitches, bullets still in there"

"Your neck-" Hershel started. I presume the bruising was coming out.

I quickly spun on my heels turning away and walking towards the gate to leave the prison.
"We need to go" I said struggling to speak, my voice still scratchy.

"We're gonna stay behind, protect the prison" Maggie smiled gesturing towards her and Glenn. I gave them a small smile before continuing to walk away.

•~•~•~•

Me, Merle, Michonne and Rick were just over half way to Woodbury when we came across something I only could describe as a massacre.
The Governors men, and women, all laid out across a field with a bullet between there eyes.

"A blessing to my eyes" Merle sung earning a glare from Michonne. 

We continued to move around, checking in and under the vehicles with our weapons held high. Suddenly, a loud bang on the car window behind me caused me to jump out of my skin, I staggered backwards as my heart was in my stomach. I came to realise that it was just a woman. One of the Governors women.

"Should have seen ya face" Merle sniggered.

"Fuck off" I said trying to speak yet no noise came out.
I rolled my eyes walking away from the group. I heard footsteps behind me signalling to me that Merle was following me.

I walked over to one of the trucks pushing myself up onto the hood while Rick and Michonne dealt with the woman. Merle stood in front of me not caring much for personal space.

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