Love like Fools- Bethyl fan fiction
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She bangs on the metal of the trunk, trying her hardest to get him to stop the car. She doubt he would, and if he did he would have a different reason to. How shellfish she was being, only thinking of herself. When Daryl could have been walker bait, but that didn't worry her the most. It was the fact that she wasn't with him no longer. She couldn't show him the hope he needed, she knew he would shut down like he did before, blaming himself. Breathe, no time to panic she thought to herself. She had to think quickly before they arrived where he was taking her. She looked around hopping for anything to grab in sight. Little light came in from the cracks of the trunk. She sees a glimpse of what looks like a screwdriver. She quickly shuffled over to it and gripped in her hand. Good a weapon, stab him straight in the eye and run! She thought to herself. She felt her adrenaline kick in as she felt the car came to a stop. She jump to the sound of the car door slamming and opening, she listened and heard many voices. "1, 2, 3" she counted as the footsteps got closer. The trunk door flew open as light blinded her. "Come here girl." The voice said grabbing her by her shoulders and throwing her out of the trunk and on to the ground. She looked around as the man digs in the trunk, not even paying her any attention. "A hospital?" Beth whispers confused on why she was taken her, or what they wanted. A woman in a police uniform walks up and holds out her hand to Beth. "Sorry, he can be quite rude." She whispers smirking. You stared at her hand not wanting her help. Her ankle was still swollen, but she still had a fight in her. She stood up and dusted off the dirt on her back and hair. "What's you name dear?" the guy says pulling out a bucket from the trunk and laying it on the ground. Her eyes turned on the guy, he just took her from the one person she had. And he wants to know her name. Beth felt her anger build up and she had nothing else to loss, she walked over to him and picked up the bucket, she slung the bucket hitting him on the side of his head. "shit." He said falling to the ground. The woman walks over and pulls out her gun. "Common now, do we really have to do this?" she asked. Beth breathe was faint, and she knew she couldn't take on someone with a gun. She hears the bucket clank on the floor, she let her arms hang as she felt her eyes water. She didn't care who saw her, she just felt so empty. "Look, I know he stressful this might be for you. You were taken, not knowing what could happen… but we need you, we need you to turn this world back to how it used to be." She says as she helps the guy up who was holding his head. He glanced at you as he push the woman away. At first she thought he was surely gonna hit her. He stood up straight and walked towards Beth, she felt her heart drop. He was an inch away from her, he bent over and grabbed the bucket. He glared at her for a minute and then walked away. "common." He says walking to the front entrance of the hospital.
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I sat throwing papers from my journal into the fire. Daryl laid on his back while staring at the sky. "Would be nice if you would help." I whispered. He sat up and throw a piece of wood into the fire making you jump. He laid back down as the fire started to become bigger. "Thanks..." you whisper rolling your eyes. "What was that?" he asked sharply. You looked down and frowned. "Nothing." Beth whispers. You feel the wind run down your spine, it was cold and it gave you a shiver. "I'm cold." You whisper. "Get closer to the fire." Daryl growled. You moved closer to the fire, knowing it wouldn't make anything. You sighed and laid down in the dirt, you felt the cold creep up on you again. You didn't want to seem like a little needy, but you couldn't even feel your toes. "Daryl..." you whispered. "Beth..." he growled. "I'm still cold." I whispered. He sighs and sits up. You sit up to and stare at him but find him looking at the ground. I didn't understand what he could do to make it less cold, but who else was there to talk to. He glares at the fire then looks up at you. He took of his vest and through it to you. You looked at it and pulled it over you. "I didn't want to sound..." he cuts you off and says "I get it, your cold." He lays back down putting his hands under his head. You lay on your side staring off into the woods. You slowly fall asleep, after a few hours you hear a sound of moving which startled you, you instant woke up to see Daryl cutting into a rabbit, he looked up at you. He looked back down at the rabbit as he put it into the fire to cook. You looked to see the sun barely risen, it was maybe about five, o'clock. After a while you stared at the rabbit as it cooked. He took it out and blew on it, he ripped off a chunk of meat and throw it to you. You caught it and smirked, finally a meal. You thought to yourself. You took a big bite and after a few minutes you were full. "I miss long rides at night." I whisper trying to break the ice, "hmm?" he asked as his voice cracked. "I miss rides on a dirt road, with the windows down and air blowing my hair… I didn't get to drive long, since you know... This. But when I did it was usually just myself wasting gas just so I could fall asleep at night." You whisper giggling a little. "I-I did the same. Just to think, epically when I had some shit going on." Daryl whispered looking at you. You chuckled of joy knowing you both had something in common. "Maybe after this we can take a long ride at night in silence." She whispered smiling at him, he gave a faint growl, and smirked. "Maybe." He whispered staring at you. You saw him kick dirt into the fire and helped you up. "Let's go Greene." He said as he picked up his crossbow. You yanked Daryl's knife from out the ground and wiped the dirt off with your shirt.
"Ain't no time worrying about taking a damn drive…" His rude remark made you take back wanting to even get in a car with that jerk. "Didn't seem to bother you at first." You say gaining speed and walking in front of him. He gripped your hand yanked it in to the air. "What do you want girl?!" he asks, with a confused expression on his face. "What do I want, I want you to stop being such a Dick, and let go of me." You yelled at first but calmed down before he would start a fight. He stared you down like you were some child, trying to get her way. He jerked her hand once more, then letting out a faint sigh he let go of your hand and continued to walk. You moved your wrist in a circle motion, knowing his grip left a mark on your pale skin. A fight wouldn't solve anything, just make it worse. But damn did I want to chew him out. He glanced back at you but continued to walk, you slowly paced behind him until the sun started to fade from view. You started to hear moans of walkers, you quickly ran out of the woods and saw a car there it was run down and old. You checked to see if it would start but of course not. Daryl looked around to see if he spotted any movement from walkers. He opened the trunk to the car "get in." he whispered. You got in the tightly spaced trunk, your legs were wrapped around Daryl's and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. He tied his bandana on the hatch to the trunk as he pointed his crossbow towards it just in case a walker found its way to open it. You felt each body hitting the side of the car, and it made you move even more closely to Daryl. You stayed quiet as you stared at Daryl, his muscles were flexing and you could see his adrenaline was high. You put your hand on his knee, trying to tell him to keep calm. He glanced at you with a different expression, an expression you hadn't seen before. He seemed a little worried, mixed with a different feeling. You looked down at your hand and moved it away slowly. Might have made him uncomfortable. You thought to yourself. You laid back and closed your eyes, trying to sleep these hours of waiting for the horde of walkers pass. You felt eyes on you but didn't care, you just wanted to be out of that hot trunk.
Daryl stared at her for a while, concentrating on other things than being found by a horde of walkers. He looked down her jaw line and her chine, to find himself looking at her lips. 'What are you doing?' He thought. He lingered his l eyes to see sweat on her upper chest. He didn't dare try looking lower, 'modesty' he thought. He turned his head focusing on their survival again. Finally he knew the horde was gone, he untied the note and swung open the trunk. Beth quickly got out the trunk, he turned his head not trying to see her butt in his face. He blinked a few times trying to get these thoughts out of his head. He got out the trunk and watched as Beth took the headlight from out of the car and a few other things. We lingered off into the woods where she began to start a fire using the light as a mirror to reflect the sun. He tilted his head and watched as she did so. Beth sat by the fire, as if she was waiting for something. He tilted his head and saw a snake from the corner of his eye. He slowly killed it and started to skin it, he put two big sticks next to the fire and laid the snack on top of the sticks so it would cook. After a few minute's he handed Beth half the snake.
I bite down knowing I was disgusted with it but food was food. "I... I need a drink." I said looking up at Daryl. He throw a bottle of water at my feet, I picked it up and threw it back. "I mean a real drink, as in alcohol." I whispered. He stayed silent still munching on that snake. "I've never had one… cause of my dad. But he's not exactly around anymore so…" he didn't respond so I sighed. "I thought we could go find some." I said waiting for him to respond. "Okay… Well, enjoy the snake jerky." I said as I grabbed the knife and stormed off into the woods. I turned around hoping to see him growling behind me but he wasn't. "Jerk!" I whispered as I walked farther out. I saw a few walkers and quickly hid behind a tree throwing a rock in a different direction to get them off the direction I was in. I saw Daryl with his crossbow raised. I followed him thinking he was taking me to get a drink, but he brought me back to the camp. "What the hell you brought me back, I'm not staying at this suck ass camp. I'm getting me a damn drink." I said as I get out of his grip and flipped my middle finger at him. He grabbed my hand and stepped forward. "Hey! You had your fun." He growled greeting his teeth. "What the hell is wrong with you? Do you feel anything?" I said staring into his eyes that gave off a look of anger. "Yea you think everything is screwed, I guess that's a feelin. So you wanna spend the rest of our lives starin into a fire, eatin mud snakes? Screw that! We might as well do something..." I looked down and back up at him "I can take care of myself and I'm going to get a damn drink." I said lowering my tone. I looked around and saw a golf filed and some country club. "Golfers like to booze it up right?" I asked Daryl as I glanced to see two walkers stumbling around. We rushed inside as Daryl jammed the door shut.
I looked around as he was grabbing hands full of cash, and gold chains. "What yah gonna do with that." I asked as I brushed off the sweat at the ends of my hair. He didn't answer me just let out a faint groan. You looked around the room, to see a manikin with a yellow polo shirt and a white cardigan. You looked over to see half of a woman bolted on top of the manikin. "Help me take her down." You whispered as you felt eyes staring at you. "Why? She's died… I don't matter." He says chowing on some type of straw like material. "It does matter." I said staring at him. He sighed and got up, he throw a blue sheet over her. You smirked thanking him for the help, you decided to grab the clothes and went behind a wall, and changed. Daryl started off like he was trying to focus on something else. You throw you old bloody clothes on the ground. You stepped out and glanced at him as he got up and we walked into a different room. I heard walkers behind us and I made a run for it. When I got half way out of the room Daryl stopped and took a swing at the walkers with a club. You watched as he did so, you saw he let out his anger on the walkers. The walker's guts and blood splattered all over your new clothing. You looked down and sighed, you knew it was helping Daryl. You ripped off the cardigan and throw it to the ground. We walked down the hall and I smiled. "We made it." I whisper with my voice dry.
I started at her as she gave me those most fakest smile I've ever seen her make. She sat at the bar and giggled. "Guess there's no one to check my I.D." she said with a faker laugh. I throw darts at portraits of men. "I know you think this is stupid, and it probably is. But I don't care. All I wanted to do was down and cry, but we don't get to do that. So beat up on walkers, if that made you feel better… I need to do this." She whispered as she grabbed the only bottle left. I started at her for a second and then continued to throw darts. "Peach schnapps… is it any good." She asked. "No." I said as a fast remark. "Well it's the only thing left." She said looking around for a glass. "Who needs a glass?" She whispered. After a while fiddling her hands around the glass she began to sob. 'Shit.' He thought to himself. I looked at her then let the last dart hit the eye of the man. I walked over her and throw the bottle on the floor. "Ain't gonna have your first drink be peach schnapps." He said. "Common." I said throwing the back door wide open.
I got up and walked through the door. I didn't know where we were heading, but I guessed it was somewhere with alcohol. I wiped my tears of my cheek and finally we have arrived. I looked at the rusty cabin. "Came across this place with Michonne one time... that's how I knew what it was." he said opening a door to the shed and grabbed a container full of alcohol. He dropped it on my arms and I carried it inside. I smirked a little as I knew he was opening up a little more. I sat on the floor looking around the dirty, ruined down house. I grabbed a cigarette container shaped as a pink bra. "Who would walk out the store with this?" I asked laughing. "My dad." He whispered. I sharply looked up at him, 'I didn't mean to offend him.' I thought to myself. "He would have those placed all over the house, had one on top of the TV... used it as target practice." He said staring at you. "He shot in the house?" you said thinking of how shitty he had it. "He was a dumb ass." He said. He made your drink and handed it to you. "Now that's, ah real drink." He whispers. You looked at it and looked up at him. "What is it?" I asked running my finger around the rim of the glass. "moonshine." He whispered as he stood up, and started working on boarding up the windows. "Uh, what's wrong?" he asked continuing to do what he was doing. "My daddy always said, bad moonshine made you go blind." I said as I picked up the glass and started at it. "Ain't nun good to look out anymore?" He said as he sat down. I took a sip and scrawled up my face. "Worst tasting drink I've ever had." I whispered. He chuckled and looked up at you. "Just drink lots of water." Daryl said looking out the window watching a walker shuffled by. "Yes, Mr. Dixon." I whispered. "Should be fine as long as we stay quiet." He whispered. "Since were locked up again, might as well make the best out of it." I said as I picked up a different glass up to him. "Unless your too busy chaperoning." I said giggling a little. He took the glass and made him a drink. "To chaperoning." I said raising my glass then lowering it, noticing Daryl staring at me. Then he whispered "To chaperoning." A smiled appeared on your face. "Hmmm, let's play a game." I shouted out. "Shh, shh." He said trying to quite me down. I looked around playfully and laughed. "Ain't like there's anyone else around." I said crawling to a little table. "Come on Daryl." She said trying her best not to be loud. "Fine, just don't get loud." He said getting up and sitting in front of me.
"How'd you know about this game?" I asked Beth. "My friends played it, I watched." She responded looking up at him with a bit of sorrow in her eyes. "I'll start." She said as she moved her glass closer to her. This game was pointless, but it took up time. "I've never, shot a crossbow before." She said. "Ain't much of a game…" I said taking a sip. "It was a warm up." She said. "Now your turn." I looked down, thinking then back up at her. "Never went out of Georgia." I said. "Not even for vacation? Or camping." She asked. "No, wasn't really camping when you didn't have a choice." He said. "Good one." She whispered as she took a sip. "I've never been to Jail before... As a prisoner." She said staring at me. I felt anger rush up my spine. "Is that what you think of me?" I said with a groan. "I didn't mean anything personal… prison guard, were you a prison guard?" she asked. I looked down gritted my teeth. "no." I said. "I need to take a piss." I growled as I got up and dropped my glass, and kicked trash. "Daryl you have to be quite." She whispered. "Can't hear you, I'm taking a piss!" I shouted as I did so. "Daryl, don't talk so loud." I heard her call. I turned my head and looked at her. "What? Are you my chaperon now?" I asked mocking her. She let out a sigh. "Oh wait it's my turn… right?" I said as I buckled my pants. "I've never, uh..." I walked towards her a little. "Never ate frozen yogurt, never had a pet pony, never got sum thin from Santa Claus." I said as I hit a chair holding the moonshine. "Never relied on protection before! Hell I don't think I've ever relied on anyone for anything before." I shouted with my anger letting out. "Daryl…" she whispered. "Never sang out in a big group in public like every thin was fun… like everything was a big game!" I shouted getting closer to her. I turned and walked away a little then turned and looked at her. "Never cut my wrist looking for attention." I shouted as I looked into her eyes and saw hurt and anger. I heard a walker grown and growl from outside. "Oh sounds like our friend called one of his buddies." I said as I kicked a can and grabbed my crossbow. "Hey… you never shoot a crossbow before? Ima teach you right now, come on!" I shouted as a grabbed her and dragged her outside.
"We should stay inside." I said as he dragged me outside. "Daryl cut it out! Daryl." I shouted as he shoot the walker so it was stuck to the tree. "Come here dumbass!" he shouted at the walker. "You wanna shoot?" he said to you. "i-I don't know how." I said as he got behind me and grabbed me. "It's easy." He said butting force on me and pointing it to the walker. "Left bottom." He says as the arrow hit the walker in the leg. He reloaded his crossbow and grabbed you again. He shoot it in the chest. "Just kill it!" I shouted. "Come on, let's pull these out and gets some more target practice." He shouted. I ran up and stabbed the walker in its head. "What the hell you do that for? We was havin fun!" he shouted staring at you. "No! You were being a jackass! If anyone found my dad!" I said. "Don't that ain't remotely the same!" he shouted pointing a finger at me. "killin them aint supposed to be fun I shouted starting to get into his face like he did to me. "What do you want from me girl!?" he shouted backing me up a little. "Huh!" he shouted. "I want you to stop acting you don't give a crap about anything." I shouted stepping forward again. "Like nothing matters. Like any of the people we've lost didn't mean anything to you its bullshit!" I shouted as he backed up a bit. "Is that what you think?" he said. "That's what I know." I said. "You don't know nuthin." He said pacing. "I know you look at me and see another dead girl. I'm not Michonne, I'm not Carol, I'm not Maggie." I shouted. "I've survived and you don't get it cause I'm not like you or them… but I made it! And you don't get to treat me like crap cause you're afraid." I said stepping back a little. He stepped closer and glared at me with anger. "I'm not afraid of nuthin." He said with a groan. I stared at him "I remember, when that little girl came out that barn after my mom. You were like me." I said trying to calm down. "And now god forbid you to let anyone get to close." I shouted. "To close huh? You know all about that! You've lost to boyfriends and you can't even shed a tear. Your whole family is gone, and all you can do is go looking for some junkst. Like some dumb college bitch!" he shouted throwing his hands around. "Screw you, you don't get it!" I shouted. "No you don't get it, every one we know is dead! He yelled. "You don't know that!" I shouted as my voice changed "might as well, cause you aint ever gonna see them again! Rick, you aint gonna ever see Maggie again!" he shouted "daryl just stop!" I shouted trying to grab him but he pulled himself away. "No! The governor came right up to our gates. Maybe If I didn't stop looking, maybe cause I gave up that's on me." He said calming down. "Daryl." I whispered getting closer. "And your dad." He whispered. "Maybe I could've done sumthin." He said as he started to tear up. I looked him up and down and hugged him from behind. He started to sob. I gave him comfort knowing that was best.
After a while he stepped forward and turned around and stared at me. He whipped his face, and looked down. "I-I think the drink got to me." He said as he walked over and sat on the porch. I sat in front of him as I lifted my knees up to my chest. We talked for a while about Daryl's past and who he was. I lectured him telling him to be who he was not who he used to be. "We get to start over." I whispered. He smirked a little but it fade before I got a second look. "Let's burn it down." I said smiling.
I stood up and glanced at her. "Were gonna need more moonshine." I said as I opened the door and started grabbing jars of moonshine and pouring it all over the place. She did the same and I listen to her giggle. We stepped outside and I grabbed a hand full of money wrapped with a rubber band. "May I do the honor's?" she asked. I handed her a match and she let it up and I throw the flaming money on the porch and watched as it scattered all over the house. Beth smiled at me and I stared at her. She turned her head towards me and smirked. "What?" she asked. I looked down at her lips and turned my head facing the house. "nothing." He whispered. She stared at me and I couldn't pull myself to look at her. I heard a branch break and I turned my head towards her. She was closer than she was before. My heart dropped when I notice she raised a hand towards me. I grabbed her hand and pulled her close, my breath was shaking when I sighed. She stared at me with her crystal blue eyes. I tilted my head now staring at her lips. I starting leaning in, but stopped in motion. I looked up at her as she stared at me. I let go of my hand and backed away. She looked down at the ground and back up at me and smirked. She raised her hand in the air and pointed her middle finger. She smiled and tapped me, wanting me to do the same. I put the book bag in my other hand and did the same.
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"Why do y'all want me here?" I asked as I sat on the couch. "Because, Beth… we need you." The woman police officer said. "Why?" I asked. "This is a system, a system only works if we have people controlling it, then we need help. Or that system well fall." She replied. "Why me?" I asked standing up. "You were surrounded by walkers, thought we do you a favor and save your ass." She said. I looked at her with anger building up. "Daryl? Did y'all see a man?" I asked worried about him. "No, not sure we did… I'm sorry, but I'm sure he's dead." She said. My hands started to shake as I stared her down. "In here you're not the greater good, your apart of a system." She said. "Fuck you!" I shouted, she instantly hit me with her gun knocking me out cold. "Come on now Beth, stop worrying about me Beth. You ain't got no damn time! You need to get out of there." A familiar voice whispered in the darkness. "Daryl?!" I whispered. The figure walked out from the darkness and there he was. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders. "Daryl." I whimpered. "Daryl..." I whispered as I looked up at him as he played in my hair. I looked down and saw his legs start to fade. "Don't look, just focus on me." He whispered lifting up my head. He faded and I started to scream. "Daryl! Don't leave me please, I have nothing!" I shouted. "Daryl!" I screamed at the top of my lungs as I fell and started to cry hard. I woke to a man shaking me. "Good your awake." The man said in a doctor's uniform.
THEN-
"Are we close?" she asked. "yea." I replied. "How do you know?" she whispered as she held my crossbow following tracks. "The signs are all there, you just gotta learn how to read em." He said. "It's a walker." I said as I stared at the tracks. "I'm getting good at this, pretty soon I won't need you at all." she said as we came across a walker. "It's has a gun." She whispered as she got closer aiming the crossbow at it. I heard a snapping noise and she slid down to the ground. I saw an animal trap clinched to her shoe. I ran and took the crossbow shooting the walker, I throw it to the ground and helped her out. "Can you move it?" he asked. She moved her foot around and I threw the trap. "Yea, just hurts." She whispered. "Can you walk?" I asked. "Yea I'm fine." She said as she got up. We continued to walk until we saw a white house ahead, before the house stood graves. "Wait up." She said moving her foot around. I bent down and held my crossbow around my neck. "Here, jump on." I said. "Are you serious?" she asked surprised. "It's a serious piggyback." He said with a smirk. She jumped on, she was much heavier than I thought she'd be. "You're heavier than I thought." I whispered. "Maybe there's people there." She said. "Yea, if they are ill handle them." I said. "There's still good people Daryl." She whispered. "I don't think the good ones survive." He whispered. I carried her until she hopped off, I look over and saw a grave stone that said loving father. I sighed and turned my head to see flowers. I picked them and put it on top of the gravestone.
I sighed and moved my hand towards his rubbing my pinkie on his hand I put my finger between his and held his hand tight. We stared at it for a while, at first I thought he would reject me. What could he reject from? What was this… last night, it wasn't clear from all the moonshine but I remembered something. Did we kiss? No, did we... I wondered as I continued to look at the grave. "Let's go." He whispered letting go of my hand and walking up to the house. I followed behind him, I couldn't help but wonder. Did he feel how I just felt? I took in a deep about to speak, but then I noticed him staring at me half way on the porch of the house. I looked down and back up at him. "What is it?" I asked. He groaned a little and continued to go up to the door. He swung open the door and looked around. "It's so clean." I whispered.
We walked down stairs and saw a dead walker on a table. "Let's get that foot wrapped up." He said. I stared at the walker and smirked a little. "Looks like someone didn't have any more dolls to dress up." I said with a groan. "No it's beautiful, they remember that they were human before. Don't you think that's before?" she whispered. I stared at him in silence as he look down. "Come on." He said as y'all stepped aside and he wrapped your foot. "I can do this myself you know." She said with a smirk on my face. "What's with the look?" I asked. "I'm happy." She whispered still smiling. "Ain't much to be happy about?" I groaned. She stopped smiling and looked down at me as I put her sock and boot back on her feet. "Yes there is, Daryl. Were alive, and were not alone." She whispered. She got up and we walked back upstairs going into the kitchen. I checked each shelf as she checked the fridge. "darn." She said closing it. "Find anything yet." She asked walking over to me. I opened another shelf and smirked. "wow." She said as she looked around. "Pigs feet, jelly, peanut butter, and diet soda." He took a few things off the shelf. "Ain't ah speak off dust, this is someone's stash." I said as I closed the shelf. "Were take a little and leave the rest." Beth smiled at me. I growled a little and she tilted her head. "Don't." she whispered. I looked at her. "Don't what?" I asked confused on what she meant. "Like I said, there's still good people." She whispered. "Go get cleaned up, I got down here." I said as I looked down.
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"Where am I?" I asked as I jumped up off the bed and stepped away from the man. "Calm down, you're at a hospital, remember? you were surrounded by walkers and one of my officers helped you." He said putting his hands in the air. I took the needle out of my arm and pointed at him. "Put it down." A woman says stepping behind the man. I dropped it on the ground and frowned. "Do you remember your name?" she asked. "Beth." I whispered, I looked up at her and felt my eyes water. I rubbed the area from where the woman had hit me, I felt anger rush up. I turned and looked out the window. "Hospital? Where." I asked wanting to know my exact location. "Just outside of Georgia." She said. "This guy, what was his name?" the man asked. I looked down and turned to face the man. "Daryl..." I whispered. "Seems like he was a good man." He replied. "He was, and he still is." I replied. "How do you know he still is?" she asked. "How long have I've been here?" I asked as I felt confused. "Maybe three to four days." He replied marking things off on some paper clipped to his clip board. "I want to leave!" I shouted with tears falling down my face. "Calm down, you can't leave." The man replied. "You can't keep me here!" I shouted. "But we can." The woman said grabbing you, two other man walked into the room holding a syringe. I tried to get away and pushed the IV to the ground. I made a run for the door, I ran down the hall way as fast as I could. Pain shot through my foot and up making me fall. Some male cop cached me and smiled "Hey there pretty lady, leaving so soon?" he asked. My vision became blurry and I felt a sharp needle poke me in the arm. "Daryl!" I cried out in pain. "shh." The man said as he put his finger over his mouth. He gave me a smile that made me feel off edge. Everything was spinning, my head throbbed and my foot hurt worse than it ever did.
THEN-
I stared at the bath tub and frowned. "Why can't you work?" I asked. I heard footsteps come from the hall, Daryl walked in the bathroom and stared at me like I was crazy. "What are you doing?" he asked as he dropped the book bag on the frame of the door. "Wishing I could take a warm bath." I whispered. He stared at me then looked at the bath tub. "Maybe you can." He whispered. I looked at him confused as hell. "How?" I asked wondering what he was thinking. "I found a well not too far from here." He said. "Where did you go while I was too busy staring at a tub?" I asked laughing. "Went for a stroll." He replied. "Before I get the water, make sure to stay in the house." He said sounding concern. "Daryl… please be careful." I whispered. He smiled and looked at me as he opened the front door. "Don't go worrying about me." He said as he stepped out and went to get water.
"And pine for summer, and will buy a beer to shotgun, and well lay in the lawn, and will be good." I sang as I played on the piano. I heard Daryl clear his throat and it startled me. "The place is nailed up tight, and I got yah water." He said. "I found buckets and boiled it in a fire I made a few blocks away." He said as he walked in the room. "The only way in is through the front door." He said as he got in the coffin. "What are you doing?" I asked smiling. "Will your bath is already made, and this is the comfiest bad I've had in years." He said as he situated in the coffin. "Really?" I asked staring at him. "I ain't kidding." He said as he sighed. "Why don't you keep, playing some more keep signing while the water cools down?" He said with one hand under his head. "I thought my singing annoyed you." I said with a little chuckle. "There ain't no jut box so…" he said moving around again. I smiled a little turning around. I began to play and sing again. "And will buy a beer to shotgun, and will lay in the lawn, and will be good. Now I'm laughing at my boredom at my string of failed attempts." I stopped playing and heard snoring. I turned my head to see Daryl sleeping, I haven't seen him sleep in a while, so I was quite surprised. I stood up and quietly left the room rushing up stairs and into the bathroom. There wasn't a door so I wouldn't have privacy but ain't no body up moving around so I got undressed and hoped in the warm bath water. I looked in the corner and saw a bar of soup. I smiled and saw a note beside it. "Found this along the way, thought maybe you would like it." I read out loud. I smiled and rubbed soup through my hair, and body. I went under water for a few seconds and came back up. I heard shuffling coming from downstairs. "Daryl?" I shouted hoping for his voice to respond. "Yes its me." He said yelling from the bottom of the stairs. "Are you already in the bath?" he shouted. "Yea I am, you can have it once I'm done." I shouted back. I heard him groan. "Uh, Daryl." I shouted. "What?" he shouted back with a growl. "I sort of need something to dry with." I shouted back. "Check the closet." He shouted back, I got out the water and made the floor soaking wet. I opened the closet door and grabbed a towel that was stacked in the corner. "Someone really has been here." I whispered. "What was that?" Daryl asked stepping on step up from the stairs. "Nothing, I got one." I wrapped myself in the towel and grabbed my clothes I looked down the stairs as his eyes looked up at me. "Have at it." I said as I turned around and walked down the hall way looking for a bedroom.
He took in a breath and walked up stairs and watched her walk into a room. He went in the bathroom and took of my vest and shirt. I walked down the hall and stared at his back for a while until he turned around. My face turned red, I stared him in his eyes. "I forgot my hair tie." I said as he looked down at my wet blonde hair. I reached beside him with my arm barely touching his back. I grabbed the hair tie and quickly walked away. I shut the door behind me and pushed my hair from out of my face, I wondered how he get all those scares but I guessed it was from his father. I pulled my hair back into a pony tail and looked around for any clothes that were clean. "nothing." I sighed. I put on my old clothes and sat on the bed with clean sheets on it. I heard on a knock on the door and I sat up and watched as Daryl opened the door. "Uh, I'm gonna head back downstairs and rest in that coffin." He said as he stared at the ground. I didn't like the fact that I would be in a dark room by myself maybe I could get him to stay in here. "Daryl… I think it would be better if you slept in here. I don't think I can sleep without knowing your." I whispered staring at him. He looked up at me and sighed. His hair was shaggy and wet, he was so clean which was a good thing. He walked into the room shutting the door behind him and laid on top of the covers with his hand tucked under his head. I scooted over laying on my side facing him. "What?" he growled. "Aren't you gonna get cold?" I asked with a small giggle. "Nah, just go to sleep." He whispered staring at the ceiling. I rolled over facing the wall and closed my eyes. "The other night, when we burned the cabin. Why did you stop?" I asked keeping my eyes closed. I felt Daryl move a little uncomfortably. I opened my eyes and rolled back facing him. He ignored my eyes staring at him avoiding the tension. I sighed and turned on my back staring at the ceiling. "Stop what?" he asked as he finally looked at me. My face turned red thinking about it and I looked at him from the corner of my eye. "From what you were going to do… you grabbed my hand and pulled me really close. Was that you being a dick again, I didn't feel like it was… it was something more Daryl." I whispered as my stomach was full of butterflies. "It was something more." He whispered as he continued to stare at me. I started to blush even more now. I felt him move and face me now laying one hand under his head. I turned onto my side and stared into his green eyes. I felt my heart drop into my stomach when he started to move his body closer to mine. His eyes stared at my lips and I smirked. "Don't stop." I whispered as he slowly pressed his lips against mine. His hand rubbed the side of my chin as the kiss became longer than I expected. I felt him move back and I opened my eyes to see him staring at me. I blinked twice, trying to make sure this wasn't a dream. I bite my lip as I continued to stare at him. "You smell like apples." I whispered chuckling a little. "So do you." He whispered smirking. "Hmm, better than smelling like Squirrels and rabbits." I whispered. "Hey, they tasted pretty good." He said with a grin that my heart feel warm. "Stay just like this." I whispered. "Like what?" he asked. "This happy Daryl, the one who smiles, and shows he cares." I said as I but my forehead on his looking down at his chest. "Does it still hurt?" I asked talking about the wounds on his back. He sat up and took off his vest and shirt. I crawled behind him and laid my legs around him under the blanket. I rubbed my fingers on the wounds everywhere on his back. "The pain doesn't hurt, but the memory does." He whispered as he looked back at me. I continued to rub his back as he bite his lip, I tilted my head and felt him move a little. Once I rubbed down his back again I felt him turn around and got on top of me. I knew then the way I was rubbing his back made him react that way. He stared at me as his hair hanged. I laid there staring at him as he had my hands pinned above my head softly. I started leaning in slowly, after a few seconds his lips touched mine again. My whole body felt warm with the comfort of him. He started rubbing on my arm where I had cut myself with the glass back the farm. "Does it still hurt?" he asked between moments when he was getting air to breath. He continued to kiss me not letting me have time to answer until he stopped and looked at me. "No, not anymore." I whispered as I bite my lip again. I put my hand on his chest and kept it there, Daryl looked down at my hand and back up at me. The look on his face told me he liked every bit of this. I smiled and blushed. "It's getting late." He whispered still staring at me. "Yea, I'm sure it is." I said not caring what time it was. "I think we should get some sleep." He said biting his lip and staring at my chest. I pulled his face to look at me and smirked. "Yea." I whispered as I peeked his lip. I tried getting up but he grabbed me and smiled. "Not so fast." He whispered as he kissed me again. He got off of me and laid beside me again. I smiled hard and stared at him. "I can't sleep with you staring at Me." he said as he had his eyes closed. I smiled and laid on my back, while he laid behind me running his eyes from my back to my waist. He finally closed his eyes and slowly began to fall asleep. I stared at the blank white wall and slowly drifted off.
NOW-
I work with my hands tied to some bed. I felt a pain my hand as I tried to rub it, I looked around the spinning room and saw a man standing there he gave me a smile and I instantly remembered him. "We started off in the wrong hands, my names officer Drano." He said as he sat at the end of the bed rubbing my leg. I yanked away from him and he frowned. "Common now Beth, let's not go denying Me." he said as he untied my hands. "Maybe latter." He said as he winked at me and walked out the room. "She's awake?" a voiced as behind the door. "Yea." Drano said as footsteps walked away. "Let me talk to her, she won't feel secure with the people who drugged her being around." He said as he opened the door and I instantly go off the hospital bad and stared at him. "Beth, right?" he asked. I nodded my head and looked at him, he seemed to be around my age. "The names Noah." He whispered. He stepped closer to the bed and dropped clothes off at the end of it. "Get dressed, got some stuff for you to do today." He said as he walked out the room and closed the door. I stared at the police uniform, I took off the old hospital nurse clothes and put on the uniform. I tied my hair up and opened the door to see him standing there with the police woman who knocked me out. "Follow me." he said.
THEN-
I woke up, and rolled over reaching for Daryl but only felling an empty bed. I opened my eyes and looked around to hear shuffling down stairs. I got up and slowly walked out the room and half way down the stairs until Daryl came out and picked me up, he carried me into the kitchen and sat me down at the table. I looked to see the food already placed and ready. He sat in front of me and opened a jar of jelly. I heard the cans moving outside and Daryl quickly grabbed his crossbow and went half way to the door. "Stay." He said as I stood up and watched as he left. "It's just a dog." He shouted. I walked over to him and watched the dog run off. "Did he not want to come in?" I asked. "Didn't I say stay back?" he asked. "Daryl, you said it was a dog." I said smiling. He put his arm on my shoulder and walked back into the kitchen. We began to eat for a while and smiled. "What?" he asked smirking to. "I wanna go crawl in that bed and lay back down with you." I whispered blushing. His face turned red and continued to eat, after a few minutes he got up and picked me up and carried me upstairs. He opened the door and laid me on the bed and crawled on top of me. I began to chuckle and smiled as he pulled my hair out of the messy ponytail. He kissed my neck and I felt my body raise closer to his, he ran his fingers throw my hair and smirked. I wrapped my hands around his back and hung onto him as he put his hands under my back. "Tell me when to stop." He whispered in my ear and began kissing my neck and down to my shoulders. I let out a slight moan and he began to grin. I stopped kissing her and lifted her shirt up until it reached her boobs, he stopped there and started kissing my stomach. My whole body became warm and I felt my back move up. He looked up at me and laid his head on my stomach, and his rest of his body on mine. I laid my left hand on his head and began to play in his hair. "I needed to stop." He whispered. I continued to play in his hair not caring if he didn't stop. He looked at me as he crawled closer to my face. He rolled over on his back lying next to me. I laid my head on his chest and smiled "I don't even want to get up… that's bad." I whispered. He chuckled a little and sighed. "But we gotta, can't keep laying around in bed while there's things to do." He said. "There's always things to do." I whispered. "Sorry to break it to yah but we do have the dead walking." He said as he started at you. You sat up and put your knees up to your chest. "Your right, we can't try to live life. All we can do is stare into a damn fire and eat sum snakes and squirrels." I said rudely. "You know I didn't mean it like that." He said with a growl. "People are dying every minute, and we lying in bed playing house… I get it, whatever." I said as I got off the bed and stormed down stairs. I pulled my hair up as I walked outside and sat on the patio. I heard the door open and Daryl sat next to me.
"Beth ain't no way to explain how I feel about all of this, losing the prison, losing Rick, Carl, Judith, your dad…" I whispered staring at her. "They ain't dead Daryl." She whispered in a soft tone. "Maybe they ain't… but I can't think of anything but wanting to keep you alive." I whispered. "And yes playing house, ain't the smartest thing. But we gotta remember to keep living." She said as she glanced at me. "Will keep living, but your safest come before anything." He said as he stared off. I got up and put a hand on her shoulder. "Let's head inside, it's getting dark." I whispered as she got up and walked inside.