Daryl didn't have a plan. He had no where to go. No where to hide. And on top of things, he was stuck with a nineteen year old.
His blood was burning in his veins, adrenaline riding high.
The Governor had just marched right up along with the beloved Hershel Greene.
And killed him in front of not only the prison, but his own two living daughters.
Beth was crying. She was trying to be strong, knowing Daryl would get irritated very easily. Especially after all the current events in a 24 hour time period. She was trying to control her breathing, but she was starting to hyperventilate. She couldn`t think straight. Everything was just happening too quickly. A panic attack was settling in.
You don`t have the right to cry over death, remember? It`s over, nothing will bring daddy back, Beth berated herself.
She still couldn`t breathe. Hardly any oxygen was getting to her lungs. She felt dizzy. Beth felt lost, the world was spinning around her. She was beginning to feel crowded. The forest was green, all of it. And yet although it may be large, Beth felt cramped, claustrophobic. Air! I need air! she mentally screamed. Then that`s when the world around her went black.
Daryl panicked. Beth was breathing, but she was unconscious. He gently picked up her frail body and put her over his shoulder. He had to admit, they were lost. But as much as he knew, he was far away from the prison. And after all that had happened, he was happy he was away from there. But a pang of guilt ate at him. Hershel`s death. He let out a shaky breath, discovering that it was frosted.
Slowly, dusk was settling, giving the forest a scene of peace as the twilight settled. Daryl almost forgot how beautiful the world once was. The bright orange mixing with the faint touch of lavender on the horizon with splatters of pink, but the dark grey clouds rolled into the scene.
Quit acting like a pussy, Dixon, Daryl scowled. What would Merle think of him? His baby brother lost in the woods with a girl, and he`s noting the beauty of the forest. He sure would get a kick out of this. Daryl sighed at the thought. He missed his brother more than anything.
He was two seconds away from giving up on searching for a shelter and just roughing it when he found an old house, a shack most likely. It reminded him of his home as a kid. He shuddered in pain and his scars on his back tingled. He swallowed hard, but his own saliva tasted like bile down his throat. Beth was ice cold. So quickly, he switched her position from over his shoulder to in his arms, absorbing his body heat.
Daryl started to walk toward the ghost of his childhood home, trembling with rage. He looked down at Beth to see if she was ok.
Beth`s skin had a pale milky hue, her long lashes kissed her face. Daryl stared at the sight. His heart caught in his chest. Beth was far too innocent to be caught in this mess. She could hardly kill a fly. And now Daryl was stuck with her.
Daryl sighed. Slowly, he got closer to the shack. His breath hitched and he felt his legs go numb. Daryl never was one for emotions, but seeing the replica of his childhood hell made his inner demons surface. He seemed to be hearing the drunken shouts of his father as well.
Beth moaned, as if in pain. This brought Daryl to his senses. His pace quickened.
Daryl stood in the center of the shelter. There was clutter everywhere. Clothes scattered about, personal belongings strewn in areas unnecessary. Daryl awkwardly looked around the room, looking for a place to comfortably set Beth. Looks like the ratted sofa would do.
Daryl gently set the sleeping beauty down. He closed the door and locked it just to be on the safe side. And to be even extra precautious, he checked the windows as well. Low and behold, they were locked.
Daryl had his crossbow at the ready to go and scout the rest of the house. He went down the long corridor that led to two rooms, a bathroom, and a cellar. The bathroom was clear, as well as the two bedrooms. But the cellar was dark and smelled musty. He would have to inspect it tomorrow. Just In time, he had heard a painful moan.
"Daddy? Where are you? Maggie? " her soft voice croaked. Daryl swallowed a sob and entered the small family room. Beth`s eyes flickered at first with confusion, and then she realized what had happened. Her lower lip trembled and her eyes glazed. Beth let out a shaken sob, and quickly averted her eyes away from Daryl. Beth would not let him see her cry.
"I`m so sorry Daryl...I-I..." Beth choked. Her voice was raw and she was trying so hard not to cry. Daryl stood awkwardly, not knowing what to do. He`s never dealt with a crying person before, let alone a hormonal teenager. So he mustered up all his courage and words.
"There are two rooms and a bathroom. Everything is clear. But you migh` wanna check to see if water runs. I had a place like this once as a boy, and I`m sure as shit right that the water runs on a well." He grumbled, twitling with his hands. Daryl looked at the floor as he heard Beth get up from the sofa. The soft sounds of her shuffling drew closer to him. Daryl`s heart kicked into a faster rhythm. She was so close he could feel her breathing on his neck.
"Daryl?" Beth whispered, frightened. Daryl looked up at her, his eyes wild, like a crazed animal. He felt trapped, scared even. He let out a breath.
"Yeah?" he responded, his voice hard. Then he felt small arms snake around his waist and a warmth circulating throughout her body. Daryl faintly felt her pulse, the beating of that little hummingbird in her chest. He awkwardly stood there for a moment, then finally hugged her back. They stayed that way for a few moments.
Beth was the first to pull away. She kept her head down, and brushed past him to the bathroom. The pipes groaned for a moment until the pleasant flow of water could be heard. That, and the sound of bone wracking sobs.
Daryl sat on the sofa, closing his eyes, hoping sleep could take him away to somewhere death doesn't stalk.
Ok so this is the first chapter in My FIRST fanfic ever! I would like to know what you guys think. I would like positive ideas and review please. It will really inspire and help me write faster. Thanks again!
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