"Now shoot" said Daryl holding my hand on his crossbow.

"I'm scared Dare"

"Don't be. Jus' do it" said Daryl pulling the trigger.

Adrenaline rushed through my veins as I saw the deer fall to its death.

A tear fell but I quickly brushed it off, I didn't want Daryl thinking I was weak.

Daryl rushed to the deer and took out the arrow.

I saw the deer's life flash through its eyes.

"I think I'm going to be sick"

I ran to a nearby bush and threw up last night's dinner.

I felt a rough but comfortable hand rub up and down my back.

"I'm sorry baby but I just couldn't take the poor animal's life"

"Baby it's 'ight. That's what I love 'bout you. Your kind and gentle. And you don't like hurtin' things" said Daryl giving me a crooked smile.

"Thank you, Dare. I didn't want to seem weak to you"

"Don't worry 'bout that. I love you no matter what" said Daryl leaning in and kissing my cheek.

I smiled and walked back to camp.