LOVE SCARS || Daryl Dixon

XXXIII

ISABELLÁ

Six months later...

I WOKE UP IN MY CELL, alone. Once again. I wish I could say that everything between me and Daryl had been smooth sailing but it hasn't.
Of course, we are best friends again. But that's not what I wanted and I didn't think he wanted it either.

He treats my like a China doll, which is sweet I guess, he doesn't want to hurt me after everything Rio did. But it's been six fucking months.

After what happened in the woods, we both carried on searching for the Governor and it was as if Rio had never driven us apart. He doesn't touch me though, not the way I want to be touched. We've barely kissed since the day in the woods. I didn't realised that I was taking a vow of chastity when I told him how I felt.

Within the prison, all is going well. Ricks finally stepped down and we've set up some sort of council. We've all got a job to do. Me, Daryl and Merle go out and hunt for food while also working to protect the prison by spotting any threats.

Everything was finally settling down, I just wish I knew where I stood with Daryl.

I broke away from my thoughts hearing the faint coo's from beside me.
At least three times a week Judith sleeps in my cell to give Rick a break. I imagine it's quite hard been a single dad during all this.

"One minute sweetheart" I said gently before climbing out of bed and preparing myself for the day.

The council, not including me, encouraged everyone to start carrying light, apparently we didn't need weapons anymore. I didn't fully buy into this. So I carried all my knifes and one glock.
I've got trust issues. Clearly.

I wore my black tank top for the first time in a long time. I knew it showed some of the scars on my back which made me rather self conscious but I knew I had to get over it one day. I slipped into my cargo shorts before pulling on my boots and lacing them up. I then quickly put my hair in a low pony before moving over to Judith's crib.

"Hey baby" I whispered lifting her up and out of her cot. "Did you have good sleep?"
She cooed in response causing me to smile.

The fact that Judith was nearly 7 months old amazed me. Where had time gone?

I propped her up on my hip before giving her a kiss on her forehead. She gently rested her head on my chest, where I knew she would stay until I put her down.

I walked out of my cell and through the cell block, realising that nobody was in here. I figured me and Judith had over slept which honestly made a change, I was usually the first one up with her.

I walked out the cell holding Judith tight in my arms as the sun blinded me.
"Nice of you to get up" Rick chuckled.

"Well you see Rick" I started "I usually rely on you daughter as an alarm clock but unfortunately she didn't go off today" I chuckled.