A/N thought I'd give walking dead fan fic a go hope you enjoy read and review thanks
"I'm going to give that dog one last chance." Daryl grabs a jar and walks towards the front door when Beth hears him shout.
"Beth." She quickly grabs his crossbow and run to the hallway and throws him the weapon.
"Beth run, I'll hold them off, I'll meet you out front." Beth freezes for a second unable to move.
"Now, Beth." I jolt into movement and run towards the back of the house and pull the door open Beth dares to glance back at Daryl who is combating his way killing the walkers which have poured through the door, a tear spills from her eyes, Stop it Beth we all have jobs to do I must run and Daryl needs to fight.
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Once Beth is outside she runs through the graveyard past the grave she and Daryl used to mourn Hershel and up to the road at the end of the plot. She encounters a walker hidden behind a tree it pins her to the ground she pushes the head away from her with all her strength and uses her right hand to grab her knife to stab it in his head, Beth pushes it off her and pants in the darkness before getting back up to wait for Daryl. Come on Daryl please make it. Beth is wishing for his survival when something grabs the back of her shirt, she tries to pull away from the source but just gets tugged further away from the graveyard and Daryl she knows it's not a walker or she'd be dead by now.
"Stop struggling I'm trying to help you." The voice whispers in her ear. Beth twists around causing her bag to slip from her shoulders.
"Get away from me; I don't need your help!" She shouts as loud as she dares and points her knife at the guy who had her in his grasp.
"Guys I think this one needs some persuading." The man says out loud after a few seconds Beth sees a black car turn its lights on and two men exit the vehicle.
"No leave me alone. DARYL." Beth turns to run back towards the graveyard when the three men grab her and drag her into the car. A woman is sat next to Beth and pats her on the shoulder.
"It going to be okay now." Beth shuffles towards the door as far from the woman as possible and looks out the back window as the car drives away from the graveyard, she sees a black silhouette running after the car. Daryl, I'm so sorry.