He left
"Walkers in block D!" Rick yelled. I began to run faster, when an arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me away from the door.
"What are you-"
"You staying here. I don't know what's going on in there and whatever it is I don't want you near it." My dad said. I sighed.
"Why? I've handled it on my own before, remember when I was alone for days not even knowing what was happening when this started?!" I almost yelled.
"Melissa, not now" my dad put his foot down. I sighed, rolling my eyes as I drop my crossbow on the ground and turn on my heels, waking in the opposite direction, back to my cell.
"Whatever." I mumbled. I heard my dad sigh before running off to cell block D.
"Hey, Kayla..." I slowly walked up to her locked cell. I looked in, seeing that she was asleep. I sighed. I decided to go into my cell and think. I haven't had much time for that lately.
I laid down and shut my eyes, falling asleep.
XxxxxxDREAMxxxxxX
"Melissa, look over there!" Dad whispered to me, pointing across the lake at something. Uncle Merle decided to play along, so he pointed to the same direction as my dad. I turned my head and squinted to try to see what he was pointing at. I turned back around, when I felt myself being lifted in the air. I giggled after a let out I small squeal.
I looked down at my dad who was running towards the direction I was just looking at, then behind him at my uncle Merle who was laughing, and before I could process what happened next, I was being thrown into the lake.
I decided to give my dad and uncle Merle some payback. I smirked underwater.
I popped my head up from the water, pretending to be struggling with swimming. My uncle Merle's and my dad's smile was wiped right off their faces. They began to rush over to the water, when I pretending to fall back underwater.
I heard a splash, indicating that someone is in the water. I smirked at my success. I swam behind him, and quickly jumped into his back.
"Sneak attack!" I yelled. He jumped at first, then swam to shore, while I was laughing by butt off the whole time.
"You scared me, Melissa." My dad sighed. There was a long pause. I knew he was mad at me. I put my head down and stared at my feet.
"Nice one." Uncle Merle said. He looked at me and smirked. I gave him one right back. We call it 'the famous Dixon smirk' mostly because me, dad, and uncle Merle all have the same smirk. We also have the same blue eyes.
(A/N I KNOW I SAID SHE HAD BROWN EYES BEFORE BUT I DECIDED TO MAKE HER HAVE BLUE EYES AND BROWN HAIR IDK KK CONTINUE)
I gave my dad a high five and chuckled.
"Come on, we should head home." My dad said, as uncle Merle got into his truck, and we went Into ours. My smile was wiped clean off my face.
Home means mom, and mom means even more beatings for getting my clothes wet.
When I got home, I was right. Hit after hit after hit, mom yelling harsh things, hurting me. Dad, as always, saved me. This time it was different, though... Because this time,
Mom never came back.
XxxxxEND OF DREAMxxxxxX
I shot up, I felt a tear roll down my face, but I quickly wiped it away. Why am I crying over my mother who made my life a living hell?
I heard footsteps walk into my cell, and I saw my dad walk in.
"What happened in D?" I asked, not looking at him.
"Walkers. There's a flu or somethin goin around, killing people... Patrick... He-he's gone." The words that came out of his mouth made me want to cry, but I didn't. I kept a good poker face.
"Okay." I said showing no emotion at all. He sighed.
"Are you not upset at all about people you care about dying?" His tone became angry for some reason.
"The hell am I supposed to do?! Sit around and cry all day?!" I began to get angry.
"Well you can show some concern at least!"
"What's up with you?! You never get upset when someone dies! Hell, you didn't even hesitate when you killed dale! You didn't show any emotion when Sophia died! Hell, I cried for you when you were shot, even though I knew you were alive! You barley even talked to me or saw me when I was injured! You never talk to me, it's like you don't even care about me!"
"Enough, Melissa! I didn't see you when you were hurt because I didn't wanna see you in pain!"
"Oh yea cause god forbid you let anyone get to close!" I yelled. "I'm so sick of you acting like you don't care at all!"
"I do care, Melissa!" His voice became angry, honestly, it scared me. "I don't know what to do with you anymore!" He stood up and began to walk out.
"It's your damn fault I'm not with you mother anymore." He mumbled, but I heard anyways.
"How could you say that?! It's not my fault she was addicted to drugs and alcohol when you married her! It's not my fault i took endless beatings because of something that I didn't even do! That night when you threw me into the lake, when I was eight, I got twice the beatings and you didn't even seem to care because you sure as hell didn't do anything until I collapsed! I thought you loved me... But I guess I was wrong!" I spat before standing up and pushing past him, leaving my cell.
I ran down the halls, when I ran into someone. I fell to the ground, still crying.
"Melissa, are you okay?" Carl asked. I looked up at him, tears running down my face. I shook my head. He helped me up and hugged me.
"I heard everything..." He whispered.
"I'm sorry, Carl." I cried.
"Why are you sorry?" He said softly.
"I'm such a bad girlfriend. I didn't even trust you! I'm sorry!" I cried. He shook his head.
"Don't be sorry, you knew her longer... I understand, Melissa." He whispered. I shook my head.
"That still doesn't mean I shouldn't trust you...I- I-"
"I love you, Melissa." He cut me off.
"I love you too, Carl." I cried still. We walked to his cell and I sat down on the bed.
"Why did my dad blame me for all this..?" I asked wiping a tear away.
"He was just upset... I don't know..." He sighed, grabbing my hand.
"Patrick is dead..." I sighed, wiping yet another tear away.
"What..?"
"There's a flu going around, it's killing everyone. Patrick was the first to go. He turned... And he must have attacked block D..." I sighed.
===============(an hour or so later)===============
"So...are-are we...together...?" I asked Carl. Were still in his cell. Rick and my dad were on a run, they should be back with candy and stuff for us soon.
"Sure, why not?" Carl joked. "Yes."
"I missed you..." I gulped, looking down. Carl smiled.
"What do you thinks going on with the governor?" He Asked.
"I'm not really sur-"
"Melissa, I need to talk to you for a second..." Rick said. I nodded and walked over to rick.
"So...um... Your dad and I... We went on a run and... And he found your uncle Merle... Your dad thought he was dead, but he's not... And um... Your dad left with him..." Rick wasn't lying, I could tell. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Tears just flowed from my eyes instead.
"He-he left me..?" I backed up until my back hit a wall, and I slid down, hugging my knees.
"Sorry, Melissa..." Rick whispered.
"He didn't even bother about me... He doesn't care... I was right..." I mumbled loud enough for rick to hear. He doesn't care about me, he left me just like he left my mom, except for different reasons.
"What do you mean?" Rick asked, kneeling down so his face was level with mine.
"We...we had an argument... I said how he doesn't care about me... He said how it was my fault that him and my abusive mother split up... He hates me..." I croaked. Rick shook his head.
"He loves you, Melissa..." Bullshit.
"Really?! Then why would he just yell at me, and make me feel horrible, then leave me?!" I yelled.
"Sorry..." I whispered.
"Daryl didn't see Merle until before the CDC... He didn't want to loose him again..."
"Well good for him..." I mumbled. Rick sighed and nodded. I stood up and decided to take a walk outside.
I got outside and fell to the ground.
Maybe if you didn't act like a bitch, he would still be here.
I hate him so much right now.
My heart just shattered into a million pieces...
I don't know what I'm supposed to be feeling right now... Guilt, sadness, or anger...
"Melissa?" A hand touched my shoulder. I stood up and looked at Carl.
"I heard about your dad... I'm sorry..."
"Thanks but... But I just can't believe he would just leave..."
"Nobody can... Come on. Don't worry about him. We'll see him again. I promise."
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WHOAH SO DARYL LEFT, CARL AND MELISSA GOT BACK TOGETHER, AND THE SICKNESS IS GOING AROUND WOW
Okay well I'm just gonna get straight to the point...
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