''Alie'' I called my voice echoing through out the prison hallway. I walked up the stairs finding the room that she was staying in.

''You okay?'' I mumbled standing out of the cell door watching as she sat there on the floor, knife in hand staring blankly at the wall, not moving a single muscle.

''Alie!'' I spoke loudly stepping in making her jump, a terrified look plastered on her face.

''What the fuck Annora? You could've knocked'' She hissed her body reaching halfway to the ground.

''Are you okay? I called you like three times'' I asked quietly fiddling with my fingers.

''I was just thinking'' She got up dusting off herself, shoving her knife in her holster ''What do you need?''

''They're going on a run, they could use a helping hand. Thought you might want to go, get to know some of them'' I suggested making chuckle.

''Sure, might as well have a chat with motorbike guy'' She said putting on her gloves.

I gave her a confused look ''What?''

''Get to know him. Don't worry i'm not going to steal him from you'' She joked making me smile but something was odd and off. Maybe it's anxiety or it's probably just jealously because it was the same feeling i felt about Carol. But i shouldn't be worried about it, i've known Alison my entire life and i know she's not the type of a person who would do such a thing.

He started the bikes engine, myself resting my arms around his neck frowning ''You sure you're going to be okay?''

''When am i not okay?'' He asked, tracing circles onto my hip.

''Like that one time you said you were going to be okay and you fell into a river and got an arrow stabbed in your side?'' I sassed removing his hair out of his face.

''I have people with me this time, you don't need to be worried about me woman'' He replied removing his hand from my hip making me bite my lip.

''I'm always worried about you'' I said keeping my voice low but enough for him to hear.

''You don't have to be worry about me''

''But you always worry about me''

''That's different''

''It's the same thing''

''This is the lamest argument i have ever had with you'' He stated making me roll me eyes.

''We're not arguing'' I begun resting my hands on my hips.

''It's the start'' He mumbled hooking his rag on his belt, and slinging his crossbow over his shoulder after checking he had all of his weapons in his holster.

''Whats that suppose to mean?'' I wondered taking it the wrong way.

''Nothing okay? I meant nothing'' He replied ending the conversation.

I looked deeply into his eyes sighing ''Just come back safe''

''Always'' He whispered, getting up giving me a kiss before sitting down and driving off.

Here i am again. Sitting down on the ground. Fiddling with my fingers and necklace. Feeling some anxiety starting to hit soon.

''Honey?'' My moms smooth and comforting voice called as i felt a spot the cold spot being taken.

''Hey mom'' I responded giving her a short smile.

''You feeling fine? Chest alright? Pulse? Any pains?'' She worried making me shake my head. I don't blame my mom for being worried 24/7. Ever since i was diagnosed, i would keep quiet and not say if i had any type of pains because i didn't want to make my mom stress and worry about me. So it would make the pain worse because i wouldn't take the medicine that i needed at the time because i was denying having the pains. But right now wasn't the case.

''Just worried about Daryl, and the rest of course. He can take care of himself out there, it's just that you never know what might happen out there in a world like this even if you're that strong and have plenty of skills, there's still bad people out there'' I explained getting chills when i said the last part my thoughts going back to the governor. He isn't dead, they didn't kill him. He's still out there, he's still planning revenge. What if they saw him on the way? What if he had people with him? He gunned down some of his people, he could do that to our people. He might come back to attack, and we might not be prepared when he comes down. He could end our lives.

''He's something. But i'm sure everything is going to be fine, they're a good amount of people that are surrounding each other. They're going to be fine'' Her comforting words made me smile, it feels good to have someone other than Daryl to be by my side and comfort me when i needed them. Especially my mom, we went through hell together and she was always there through thin and thick.

''Annora'' I turned around looking at Carl who was slightly shaky.

''I'll go check on Judith while you two have a talk, don't panic everything will be fine'' My mom excused herself, kissing me on the cheek before heading inside.

''Whats up? It looks like you had seen a ghost'' I described his face expression as i watched him take a deep breath.

''Carol. She's teaching the kids how to kill walkers or people with knifes instead of reading them something, my dad doesn't know about any of this'' He gasped pacing back and forth.

''Calm down. You said your dad doesn't know about this? Then you should tell him, he makes the orders and she didn't follow them'' I pointed out crossing my arms over my chest.

''She told me not to tell him before i left, she was doing this from the start'' He said making me frown.

''It's good that they're learning self-defense, don't get why from her'' I chuckled running my hand through my hair ''But Rick should know, she clearly doesn't know how to follow orders'' I don't like Carol, for multiple reasons and this was one. Words can't explain how much i dislike her, she wants everything done her way and her way only. She sticks her nose in everyone's business and tries to get too close to Daryl when she knows there's a relationship going on between him and i and it makes me worried to think that one day i might loose him because of her shitty personality and plans, she's like the annoying fake girl you meet at your first day in high school.

''Young girl, don't cry

I'll be right here when your world starts to fall

Young girl, it's alright

Your tears will dry, you'll soon be free to fly'' I sang to Judith watching as her eyes slowly start to fly shut. I wiped away her tears, looking down at the beautiful baby that was innocently placed in my arms. I always wanted to have children, it's something Jacob and i always dreamed of and wanted. But that dream was soon shattered when the doctor said that it isn't a step i should go for; because of the fact the i have heart failure. There's high chances that i might die during labor due to the fact that my heart isn't strong enough for that type of pain.

I placed Judith in her crib giving her a kiss on her forehead.

''You have a beautiful voice'' I jumped up my heart skipping a beat as Michonne stood there.

''Thank you'' I said taking a deep breath in and out ''Everything went okay? Daryl okay?''

''Not exactly okay. Zach got bit and killed, we didn't get the supplies needed. You might want to check on Daryl he's outside, somethings up with him'' She informed me making me give her a short smile. I thanked her, wishing her a goodnight before heading out.

I hugged myself as the cool breeze hit my skin as i walked around the sound of the night crickets filling my ears. I sighed sitting down on the bench not finding him anywhere. I have been searching for him for more than 10 minutes now and he's no where to be found. I don't know what's going on with him, he was perfectly fine this morning until that stupid little argument, but he was perfectly okay after that.

I heard a loud bang making me stand up as quickly as possible 'that's probably him'.

I rushed to where the sound came from, finding myself at the end of the prison. I gulped walking slowly towards him. He was sitting down, his hands was shoved in his hair and his palms resting on his eyes.

''Daryl?'' I whispered touching his arm making him harshly push it away, and he walked far away from me.

''I know'' He growled saying it over and over again, his voice getting thicker each time ''I know''

He turned around making my heart skip a thousand beat. His eyes. His eyes were different. They weren't the same. They were harsh and dark like a blade. His face was red. His veins were popping out of his neck. His knuckles were bloody and bruised. He didn't look like himself, he didn't look like my Daryl.

I backed away as he walked towards me, i was terrified. He grabbed my arm making me flinch when i tried to walk away but his grip only tightened even more. ''Stop''

''I know'' He hissed grabbing a hold of my necklace looking down glaring at the ring then at me. I froze realizing what he meant, i opened my mouth trying to say something but there was no words that i could let out.

''How could you?'' He scolded, letting go of my arm but keeping a grip on the necklace. I stared at him not being able to say anything, just like when he found out about the pills. ''Don't give me the silent treatment, say something!''

He was fuming; raging. Everything was changing. He was changing. His eyes. His face. The way his body was responding to all of this anger and pain was just unreal. He was scary.

''I was going to tell you'' I spoke, my voice lower than it has ever been.

''You were going to tell me!? You!? When? You were going to wait, what another damn year? For the truth to fucking come out? I didn't even hear it from you that's the fucking worst part'' He roared his eyes darkly glaring at me.

'Might as well have a chat with motorbike guy' How could she? Her own best friend.

''No how could you'' He barked pulling on the necklace realizing i said that out loud.

''Daryl i'm sorry'' I whimpered, the necklace chain digging into my skin at how hard he was pulling it.

''Sorry? After what?'' He hummed. I couldn't meet his dark eyes, it was too much for me to handle. This is all my fault.

He hissed, pulling on the necklace making it dig into my skin then snap. The necklace was off of my neck and now in his hands.

''Is this what i deserve Annora?'' His hands were shaking as he gripped on it tightly.

''Is this what i deserve? Being lied to? After everything that i have done for you? Protected you? Saved you? Supported you? Comforted you? Helped you? Fucking loved you'' He yelled straight to my face swinging his arm, throwing the necklace all the way across the prison.

''Daryl please'' I begged rainfall of tears falling out of my eyes.

''No it's too late, let Jacob comfort you now. He's all you need'' He snarled i can see that he was hurting, that he was in pain. He was in pain because of me.

He started walking away my heart shattering as i sat down on the ground sobbing my heart out watching as he stopped for a while but then continued walking.

I just lost my angel. My lover. The person who gave me life everyday. The one who was there for me. The person who i started to unconditionally start to love. The person who i need the most. I can't fix this. This is all my fault.