AN: So this is defiantly one of THE DARKEST story's i have written, and so if you have ever read any of my fics then you know that my fics are pretty dark, i like dark, i like to read it, and not many people write it, so i do to feed my own addiction and the addiction of others who are like me...
WARNINGS TO FUTURE CHAPTERS, TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR RAPE, ABUSE, CHILD NEGLECT, EXC...
For the purpose of this story, there are no walkers, Daryl and Carol are both very young but everyone else in the show is about the same age. Carol is 15, Daryl just turned 15. Carols dads away a lot, step-mom abuses her.
DISCLAIMER: i dont own the characters or anything that AMC or Kirkyman makes...
XOXO Aj
"Carol Ann Baker! You clean this mess up right now!" Carols step mother screamed.
"I-I'm coming ma'am..." She said quietly, as she made her way to the basement where Kerri kept her "toys" it was the "playroom", and it's where Kerri would "teach" Carol all her "lessons". Carols father, whom was almost never home, had no knowledge of the space, always just thought it was filled to the brim with old boxes, and when you first walk down, that's what it seemed to be. Until you kept walking and the wall of boxes exposed carols torture chamber.
"Let's play a game carol, I'm bored" she heard Kerri's voice call from behind the wall of boxes.
"I-I'm real tired Kerri... D-don't you think w-we could play later...?"
"What?" She hissed as she grabbed carols arm and pulled her toward the lone mattress.
"N-nothing, im sorry..."
"Lay down, back up! It's school time"
"N-no, I-I'll be good, I promise..."
"Every minute you waist, is a minute longer your lesson will be!"
Carol did as she was told and laid down on the mattress. She then handcuffed her wrists the the metal poles sticking up from the ground. Kerri then picked up her favorite "toy" which was the whip and brought it down on carols back, she whimpered the fist time, then stayed quiet the next two times.
"When's the last time ya fucked yer little boyfriend huh?"
"W-we haven't- I-I haven't e-ever-" she was cut of by a scream as Kerri pulled on her left leg so hard she heard something pop and she couldn't feel from the knee down.
She pulled the whip back again and it hit her back three more times.
"You're a fucking whore! You get the hell out of this house! I don't want to see you again until your father comes home! Go! Now!" Kerri screamed as the whip hit carols back for the 6th time today.
She kicked her in the gut multiple times, sending her into a fetal position, with her knees drawn to her chest.
"Get the fuck out of this house!" She screamed kicking her again.
Carol could hear the rib snap and if she could stand she would get out but she didn't even have that much in her.
"I'm giving you 10 minutes to pack your shit, your father will be home in two weeks, be back by then, but I don't want to see you until then" she said to the small fragile, broken body, of her 15 year old step daughter laying on the ground.
Carol nodded weakly and stood, dragging herself to her bedroom, stuffing clothes into the bag and pulling on shoes and a sweatshirt, despite the 90 degree, mid July, weather.
And so she ran out if the house as fast as her feet would carry her and down three blocks to Daryl's house, the only reason she could really move was the adrenaline pumping threw her body. Her auburn curls getting blown into her bloody face.
When she reached his house she looked into the drive way relieved to see his fathers car gone. She knocked on the door quietly and he flung it open in record time. Not looking right up before he started talking.
"Hey Carol I was just gonna call- Holy shit carol..." A flash of horror crossed his face
"Daryl... C-can I come in..." She said before collapsing into his arms, she couldn't even hold herself up with her knee the way it was.
"Holy sweet Jesus, Come on, let's go..." He said, opening the door wider to bring her inside.
"Let's go to the bathroom" he said dragging her into the bathroom and setting her on the toilet, she'd been to his house before, but only for a quick moment to pick him up, or see if he wanted to go out.
"T-thank you..."
"Do you need some help?" He asked. She looked really bad, her face was covered in bruises and blood though they looked older and healing, he could tell she couldn't put any pressure on her left leg and she wasn't breathing right, he didn't even want to know what else that evil woman had done that he couldn't see right on the surface. But he had never see it this bad. Although he knew it had gotten this bad before because he had seen the crisscross scars that covered her back while they made out.
"I-I think that I got-" she winced trying to get off the sweatshirt, "maybe you could help a little..."
They'd been dating for 4 months, Daryl almost a sophomore at the local high school, and Carol almost a junior.
He reached to her and helped her pull the sweatshirt off her and then saw that her tank top was soaked in blood and ripped all to hell.
"What did she do..." He hissed when he saw the lashes and could tell already it was the whip.
"I just need you to clean them out for me... Please Daryl, I can't reach..."
"No, we are going to the ER, these need stitches, and you've probably got some broken ribs, and I think yer knees dislocated, let's go, Merle's gonna drive us"
"What!? No! Please Daryl I can't!" She cried and grabbed his wrist.
"Carol, this is really bad, you can't see it, I can, please let me do this, they'll just fix you up and Merle will pay and we'll go"
"Daryl..."
"Please Carol... You need help this time"
"I- alright" she said, looking down, knowing that he was right.
"I'll get Merle."
He said walking off to find his brother.
"Merle! Wake up!"
"Ugh... Huh? What?" Merle said sleepily sitting up from the couch and rubbing his face with his hand.
"Can you do me a favor?"
"What now Daryl, can't ya see I'm takin a nap?" He yawned.
"I need ya to bring me to the hospital"
Merle looked up quickly and looked over his 15 year old brothers body.
"What! Are you ok? What's wrong? Pa come home?"
"No, I'm fine, what I meant was I need ya to take me, to take Carol to the hospital"
"Huh? Little mouse? Why?"
"Come n see" he mumbled leading his brother to see his girlfriend.
When they rounded the corner they found her laying on the ground, still freely bleeding but passed out.
"Holy shit, Little mouse..." he said, rushing to her side. "I'll bring the car round front" Merle said, grabbing the keys and running outside.
Daryl picked up her tiny body and carried her outside, she was too light, he decided.
"Hang on Carol, you're gonna be ok... I'm here now..." He whispered into her beautiful red curls.
They pulled up to the ER and Daryl pulled her out of the car, running inside, Merle close behind.
"Help!" He yelled and two nurses came running over.
"Put her on this" the blonde nurse said pointing to the gurney next to him.
He put her down softly but she was just coming too and when her back touched the bed she screamed out.
"Ah! Daryl! Daryl!" She screamed tearfully looking around for him and he grasped her hand. The nurses then turned her on her side.
"Hey, I gotcha, I'm here, it's ok..."
"Don't leave me! Please stay with me! Daryl please!"
"I want to Carol... But I don't know if I can, if they'll let me..." He said, looking to the nurse, who's name he could see was called Andrea now.
"No! Please! Daryl don't leave me! I'm scared! Please!"
"You can stay with her unless we have to do something that involves a surgeon" the nurse said as they pushed Carol along the hall.
He held her hand as she cried for him.
"Daryl..."
"I'm here baby... It's ok...I've got ya"
Suddenly they came to a stop and he realized they were in a room when the nurses were removing her clothes.
"What's your relation to her?" The second nurse asked.
"I'm her boyfriend..."
"Who did this?"
"No! No! Daryl don't! Please please!" She screamed from her place on the bed.
"Carol... They just want to help, this could stop..."
"You promised!" She said angry now. She did want this to stop, but her step mother made her father happy and that's what she cared about, his happiness. "And if you break your promise I'll break yours" she said quietly. She knew that he wouldn't do it, she knew that he didn't want people to know about his father, and how did the same damn things to him what she did to her.
"I can't tell you..." Daryl said quietly to the nurse.
She looked nervously at him and then went back to work on Carol.
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After two hours of work they finally finished everything, Carol had 6 new whip marks, 10 stitched each, she had a bad concussion, tons of bruises on her face and stomach, two broken ribs and a dislocated knee.
He sat at her bedside lightly petting her hair.
"Does she have any family to call?" The Dr said.
"No" he answered shortly, "just me"
He nodded before turning to leave again.
Carol was asleep peacefully when Merle walked in.
"She ok?"
"I guess..." He said quietly.
"It's alright baby brother, I'll pay for it, she can just stay with us, least till pa gets back"
Daryl turned to look at his 29 year old brother, "thank you..."
"Anytime little brother, little mouse is family too"
"Knock knock?" They both turned at the unfamiliar voice at the door.
"Who are you?" Merle asked the two cops standing in the doorway.
"I'm Deputy Sheriff Rick Grimes, and this is my partner Shane Walsh" Rick said, "the hospital called"
"Yeah? Well ain't nothin, so y'all can just go home"
"We'd like to talk with the girl first"
"She don't want to talk to no one" Daryl grumbled, not letting go of carols hand or looking away from her face.
"I'm afraid we can't leave until we hear that from her, I'm going to ask you both to step out for a moment" Rick said.
Daryl looked at Carol's still form starting to move in the bed, he kissed her forehead, "I'll be right outside Carol" he said before slipping out if the room.
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Carol woke up with a bright light shinning over her face, she thought she heard Daryl say something but when she opened her eyes and looked around he wasn't there, only two cops.
Wait, COPS!?
"Daryl?... Daryl!" She called, suddenly terrified that he'd left her alone.
"Hello, I'm rick..."
"Where's Daryl? I need Daryl..."
"Can you tell us what happened ms baker?"
"Daryl!" She yelled, crying again.
"Carol, calm down" she heard his voice and took a breath. Then he came into focus and he reached for him.
"I-I thought you left me..."
"ain't never gonna leave ya"
"When can we go home? I just want to leave..."
"Carol. You've gotta talk to these cops for a minute"
"Was it you!? You called them!?"
"What? No! I didn't! I swear!"
"Miss baker, the hospital called, we are required to come and talk with you because you're underage. Can you tell us what happened?"
"I - uh- I- I don't remember- must have fallen- I don't know- nothing"
"Carol, who's been hurting you?"
"it doesn't matter"
"Carol... Please just tell them..." Daryl urged.
"I- but I don't want to make him sad..." She whispered back.
"Carol, you are what's important now... Keeping you safe is more important..."
She took a deep breath and look him in the eye, "ok, I'll tell..."
The cops both looked interesting now.
"Who was is Carol?"
"M-my step m-mom"
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