"But you said you would help me, Daryl," Beth argued. "You can't just take back your promise." She added with a pout.
"Yes, I can Beth," Daryl replied cursing himself for his moment of weakness the day before. He couldn't help it though; he was weak when it came to Beth Greene, his best friend little sister.
"No. You. Can't," emphasized Beth who had been looking forward to this afternoon for hours now, and whose heart would inevitably shatter if she didn't get Daryl Dixon to keep his promise and help her.
"Beth, I can't even dance, so I don't understand why you're coming to me. Go to Shawn," Daryl replied clearly annoyed and with his patience wearing thin.
"Daryl, Shawn doesn't like Jimmy. He would never help me," Beth said as a knot started to choke her throat.
It was the eve of her junior prom. The first dance her parents allowed her to attend and the first time she would actually get to freely date a boy without Maggie, or Shawn and Daryl supervising. All she wanted was to be ready when it came to dancing. Just that. She really likes Jimmy, not in the way she likes Daryl, but she likes him and she wants to be a good date to him. It is not her fault she's a terrible dancer.
"I don't care, Beth," added Daryl after Beth laid down on him her best puppy eyes, and crocodile tears.
He really hated that Beth could play him like a fiddle with her puppy eyes and fake tears. He really did, and those tactics would have worked before but not today. He sure as hell was not going to help her with her dancing. No way. Not even if he could. Why would he help the love of his life have a good time with another guy? Why? No.
"Daryl, please," Beth said with her saddest voice and feeling completely out of page because she never had had to pled to Daryl Dixon before.
"No, Beth."
"Fine," Beth conceded. "Let me just embarrass myself. Let me just die alone too while you're at it. Jimmy is the most popular guy in my grade and he asked me out of all the girls to the dance, and it's all going to be ruined, and I'm going to be a laughing stock just because I can't dance. I hope you're happy about that!"
"I'm not," Daryl replied. "But remember this Beth. This is a stupid school dance. In a few years' time this dance won't matter. You won't even remember it, what you wore, or who you went with. So stop being so naïve, and stop caring about silly little things like that." Daryl ranted. "If…if that Jimmy douche really liked you he wouldn't care if you can't dance or not. And you know what, there are worse things that could happen to you, so grow up," Daryl then yelled as he started to turn around to walk away back to the Greene farmhouse
"Oh by the way," he added as he turned around to face a completely stunned Beth. "You won't die alone. I know that for sure."
