I signed the document stating that I would become Daryl Dixon's property or in other words his wife. My hand shaken as I wrote my name on the document. Maggie, daddy, Daryl and the governor stood around me. Maggie broke down and so did I.

Maggie rushed to me and gave me a big hug. Life as I knew it was over. Tears welled up in my eyes.

"Please, governor she is just 18." Maggie begged and I just stood there.

"She need's to be married off and there is always Merle Dixon." The governor said with a smirk.

"You have 5 months to conceive." He said to me and ripped the paper out of my shaken hands.

I broke down. I would never see my family again. Daryl's shack is located about an hour away; there is a chance that I would never see my family again.

Tears came rushing down my cheeks. Daddy came to hug me I wanted to hang on to him for dear life. "Beth, we love you." daddy said.

My bag is ready. Daryl has said nothing to me. I waved to my old home and hopped on the motorcycle with daryl.

We reached a his home but really it was not much of a house it is more like a shack.

Dead squirrels hung on the front porch.

I followed Daryl into the shack without a word. I am scared to upset him. "Bedroom, bathroom, kitchen, living room." Dary said pointing around the small house and then went back outside.

The shack is messy. Newspapers are strung all over the floors and the couch is moldy. I walked to the one bedroom and set the bag down.

Wait so we are going to share a room! I don't want this. I don't want this life. The bed is a queen sized and unmade.

I smelled something burning. I made my way slowly to the porch and saw that Daryl had cooked something up.

"Sit down, this is all you're getting." I sat down at the table and Daryl placed a plate with some kind of cooked meat on it. I didn't want to ask what it was; it would make him angry. "What's the matter girl, you don't like it" He said roughly "you gonna answer me!?" he yelled; I jumped back

I looked down at my plate and started to eat. It honestly didn't taste good. Daryl sat down across from me and started to dig in. When I finished I somehow got courage "What is this?" I asked pointing to the meat. "Squirrels; you have a problem with that? You're gonna learn to be a Dixon, you understand me girl? You are a wife of a Dixon so learn how to be one!" He yelled and spit on me. Tears managed to stream out of my puffy red eyes.

Daryl got up and headed inside.

I seemed to sit in that chair for a while because before I realized it the sun was going down.

I tiptoed inside only to see Daryl sitting on the couch with a bottle of booze in his hand.

"You can have the bed" he said and all I could say was "um" "You wanna argue with me girl?" He asked in a warning tone. I speed walked to the bedroom and shut the door. I got my Pajamas on and heard glass hitting a wall. All I could do is hide under the blankets and wait for morning.

I was I to take care of a child in this kind environment.

I woke up and saw that Daryl was nowhere to be seen. I am relived. My stomach rumbled. I don't want squirrel again. I didn't want to clean the shack because I am afraid that he would be angry.

I slowly walked towards the window of the porch to see if Daryl is out there. I can't stay in this shack for another minute and I need to pee.

I have searched the house and I have not found a bathroom. I opened the door slowly and realized that Daryl was not there. I took a deep breath. The porch floor boards creaked beneath me. The air smelled fresh and inside the shack smells stuffy.