AN: Hello, we are The Walking Nerds. We are co-writers and somewhat okay friends. This story is completely AU and sometimes the character are going to be OOC from how they are in the show or comic book. We are still getting into the groove of writing with each other so if it's dumb or pretentious, please bear with us. We would love to hear what you think of our story so please review and enjoy!
Daryl was eight years old the first time he felt the sting of a belt against his back. He had been scaling the counter in search of a plate when his knee met with a mason jar filled with Will Dixon's Famous Moonshine, sending it to the floor. His mother cowered in the corner, fearing the backlash of her husband's anger. Merle was already serving his second term in Juvie, making him unable to defend his brother who was seven years his junior.
At the age of ten, Daryl learned from his mother that it was okay to miss school if he was sporting a new black eye. She wanted to save him the embarrassment of people talking about their family, even though the entire town already did. Years later, he had decided that was the reason she rarely went outside. Merle came home two years later; his welcome home present was an empty room and a packed suitcase. He was told to leave and never come back.
The fight started out small but grew quickly, prompting the boys' mother to revert back to her miserable little corner. The hate-filled words and beating were drowned out by the police sirens flooding the street. Both Will and Merle were taken into custody, but while Will returned later that evening Merle did not.
Two weeks later, Daryl`s mother left the house after what seemed like a very long time. She never returned. Witnesses say that there was no hesitation as she flung herself off the pier. Her body was never found. The two remaining Dixons were the only attendees at a funeral with an empty casket. Daryl decided that day that on the day he graduated he would leave and never come back. But there he was, standing on that damn pier.